An accurate representation of what it felt like to be me this morning:
So, the real reason for this post... Just wanted to let the masses know about a great musical that's playing THIS WEEKEND ONLY in the lovely and newly-dangerous Greenwich Village area of Manhattan Island Proper. It's called "29," and it's written by fellow Tisch alums Gaby Alter (music and lyrics) and Tommy Newman (book). It's a show about folks who are in their late 20's sort of figuring out their lives and whatnot. That makes the show sound gross and retarded but it's not. At all. Gaby Alter is probably the best songwriter bumming around the New York theater scene. If you are reading this and have never heard his tunes, you need to go here "29- The Musical" and check some out. And then go see "29," which is playing at the Provincetown Playhouse @ 133 MacDougal Street. It's only fifteen clams, and they have shows tomorrow (Saturday) at 2 and 8, and Sunday at 3. If you care about musicals that don't fucking suck, you need to be there. Also, many frequent Iconis collaborators have their bidness all up in the show. It's directed by John Simpkins (who directed Things to Ruin and is one of the smartest and coolest people I've ever worked with), and features the talents of the vocally murderous Michael Kadin Craig and Brent "Whiteboy" Stranathan, the greatest drummer of all time. Also, there's a chick in it named Lauren Marcus who I think is a very killer actress/singer.
So, yeah. Please go.
In other theater related news, I had some auditions today. Meaning, people auditioned for me today. Meaning, I sort of think auditions are creepy. It's just a weird thing to have people come into a room and you hear them sing for five minutes and then you have to decide whether or not they are the right person to play this character. How can you Really tell in five minutes if this chick or dude is the right person to bring the character to life. But of course, there's really no better way to do it. Well- no. Well- ok. I have this idea that instead of making actors audition, you just invite 100 or so actors to a bar or honkytonk. There should be food there. Appetizer-type food. Maybe some 'tato skins. Also, there needs to be an old-timey tack piano there. At any rate, the creative team is let loose in the bar and you just mingle/flirt with people for an hour or so. Eventually, if you're talking to an actor you think you dig, you just say: "Hey, so I was thinking- maybe you wanna sing a little song or something?" You amble over to the tack piano, sing a little "Desperado" or maybe "Tiny Dancer..." And there you go. I think it's a fine and remarkably unrealistic idea. A lot of times when I tell people that idea, I say that all the actors should wear big numbers to make them easier to identify. That sort of makes the idea sound like a slavery auction. I'm glad that I didn't include the big number angle in this description.
I love her.
-joe
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1. Which one was you?
2. I’m so going to see 29 (and was already before the Iconisish persuasion).
3. I think that audition idea is excellent and would be very well received by the ones you’d want in your shows anyway. Though I suspect you just want to be flirted with as if their career depends on it by 100 girls in big numbers. But at the end of the day the whole audition process essentially is like a slavery auction/cattle market/choosing a WWII evacuee child to live with your family. At least this way there are potato skins. As long as they are accompanied by good dips I think it’s a fair deal.
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