WHAT!

Okay, Broadwayworld.com is reporting that certain amazingly fabulous people aka the producers of the new London production of Equus are hoping to bring the show to broadway. Listen, I would like to say that if you do. I swear on whatever you like that I will attend every single performance. Not because I get to see Harry Potter (Stated with a very sad British Accent) naked, but because I will get to see the oozy goodness that is Schaffer's Equus. The happiness building up inside of me right now is basically uncontrollable. I thought about flying to London to see the production in the West End, and then realized that I hate flying so, I ruled that option out. If you told me Brad Pitt was playing Alan, I would have bought a first class ticket rented an apartment, and been at every performance over at the Gielgud Theater, but it's only Harry Potter (Accent).

SO PLEASE WEST ENDER"S BRING HIM TO BROADWAY!

an apology: TAKE TWO!

So, I realize that I have not posted on here in forever. However, I am still moving into the apartment, and everytime I do something theatrical, I got immediately intoxicated afterwards, or have a boy sleep over at my house. I like my dear from The Rhodes Scholar will be using clever nicknames thought up by my friends to name the characters that will be appearing throughout this blog. (There would be too many names for you to even try and remember.) The boy from Seconds Stages and I have spent literally all three of the past weekends together. Through that he has decided to break up with his boyfriend, decide not to, and then out of nowhere break up with him. It was as emotionally challenging as a good Diane Keaton movie, and for some reasons beyond my mental comprehension those get to me the worst.

My friends from good ole' North Dakota came and visited my apartment this past Saturday night, and it was a blast. We made pasta, drank jello shots, and started "Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead" my all-time favorite movie. However, Second Stages and I went to this really fun bar in Brooklyn, which I can't ever remember the name of, but it was really good. I did three Red Headed Sluts and was absolutely trashed.

I need to do a bunch of homework, however, this week I promise to review the following shows.

* Altar Boyz
* King Lear
* Dying City
* The Scene

Howard Katz would have been included if I hadn't missed the show. OOPS!!!!!

Also, I will be reviewind Pirandello's "Six Characters in Search of an Author."


Til Then-

Michael

Silence the Reading

I apologize for my lateness. I have officially just gotten my first apartment in New York.

I will try to put up my review of "The Scene" sometime later this week.

However, in the meantime, I need to get this out. This past Monday, I attended a reading of Silence the Musical! Hunter Bell's new show. Now, I have to admit that I was entertained, but then again Silence of the Lambs, the 1991 Academy Award Winner, is one of my favorite films of all time. With artists like Dequina Moore, Andrew Call, and Lisa Howard, the show wasn't exactly painful to watch. However, it wasn't exactly anything that I am going to be putting my money into. I was more entertained by the Broadway Celebs in the audience, to name a few: Barret Foa, Alexander Gemignani, Hunter Bell, the bookwriter, and a couple of people that looked familiar, but unless you are super important I really won't know your name.

The show has some great numbers like, "I'd Fuck Me" and "The Silence of the Lambs", there were several numbers where the vulgarity (And there is a lot of vulgarity) made me laugh out loud. However, these moments only happened because I was so familiar with all the inside jokes of the musical. I enjoyed the show, but the guy I went with wasn't crazy about the show at all. At least, it didn't appear so.

I hope that Silence raises the $500,000 it is trying to, but they won't be getting a dime from me.