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mrdreamjeansA note from Hal Prince appeared on our call board this week. He saw the first two performances here in Fort Lauderdale, gave notes and disappeared in a puff of smoke:) Here’s what he had to say ...
Dear Evita Gang,
I’m heading back to New York, but first wanted you to know that the word about your production is extraordinary. I’m particularly grateful because it means I can continue to live here.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Love,
Hal
A Working Holiday
What did I do on Thanksgiving besides a show? Mostly saw the ends of things. I saw the end of the National Dog Show, the end of “MIracle on 34th Street”, the end of the Detroit Lions-Atlanta Falcons football game and the end of “Sister Act”. We had a nice buffet dinner at the hotel, a major surprise considering how bad the hotel was.
We had 787 tickets sold for the Turkey Day show. I learned something new from our company manager about the count. DeAnn told me there were 787 seats sold, but that wasn’t the “drop”. I asked what “the drop” was. It’s the number of tickets taken and torn by the ushers at a particular performance. The stubs are counted, providing a more accurate number for settlement. Years in the theater and I’ve never heard “What’s the drop? Now, I know:)
If there was joy in celebrating Thanksgiving, it was that I was thankful for my friends’ efforts to keep in touch. I spoke on the phone with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rossbear, with my friend Casey in Houston, my folks, my niece and I played phone tag with gotmoof. Tim called my folks for their anniversary which thrilled them. (Thanks Tim, that was classy and thoughtful!) I also heard from my ex David and his partner, Stan, who just got back from a vacation in Puerta Vallarta, received several emails and heard from several live journal friends! It made my day!
The Pause That Engages
My folks celebrated their 54th Anniversary on Thanksgiving. I called Mom and Dad on Thursday morning as part of celebrating their event. As I was chatting with Mom she inexplicably began to giggle. I said, “What’s so funny?” She replied, “I just got out of the shower and I’m standing here naked and dripping water everywhere.” Ummmm .... Mom .... That image will put me in therapy until I retire:)
Mom and dad met 55 years ago at a Naval Ball. Dad was home on leave from service on a ship battle-tested in the Korean War. Both of them had dates. Someone at Mom’s table spilled a coke. She jumped up to avoid a stain on her blue taffeta dress (no smutty Lewinsky jokes, please:) and fell backward into Dad’s lap.
Dad was smitten. He tracked down Mom at a dance the following weekend. They were engaged in August 1951 and married in November. The Coca Cola Company heard how my folks had met and contacted Mom, asking her to share the story. The headline for the story read “The Pause That Engages”, a play off of Coke’s slogan. I didn’t know that bit of information until today. Of course, Dad’s version of the story is that Mom took one look at him and couldn’t keep her hands off of him, so she threw herself into his lap. *grin*
Work Ethic Update
Some time ago I wrote a post about work ethics and the need to have a strong work ethic. I used as an example a young woman in “Evita” who had called in sick, then jumped on an airplane to New York for an audition. She was extremely talented, but toxic to work with. I said at the time that I hoped that she’d learned the lesson that her reputation would follow her unless she changed her ways. She and another former member of our cast are in tech rehearsals for “White Christmas”. Evidently, she’s continued to be a pain to work with. During the tech dress, she was run over by an automated Christmas Tree. No one helped her up. They just laughed. Sad, but I guess she’s going to have to learn the hard way.
That’s the final week in Fort Lauderdale in review. We closed on Sunday afternoon and on Sunday evening had a hell of a birthday bash for my friend Mary Sheehan at a Hungarian Restaurant, The Wine Cellar. We flew to San Antonio yesterday and it was dinner on The Riverwalk with Nick De La Rosa from the Wardrobe Department, boatloads of Christmas Carolers sailing by as dined on Mexican cuisine. This is going to be a good week! Texas ... cool dry weather ... and an easy-going picturesque city.
Dear Evita Gang,
I’m heading back to New York, but first wanted you to know that the word about your production is extraordinary. I’m particularly grateful because it means I can continue to live here.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Love,
Hal
A Working Holiday
What did I do on Thanksgiving besides a show? Mostly saw the ends of things. I saw the end of the National Dog Show, the end of “MIracle on 34th Street”, the end of the Detroit Lions-Atlanta Falcons football game and the end of “Sister Act”. We had a nice buffet dinner at the hotel, a major surprise considering how bad the hotel was.
We had 787 tickets sold for the Turkey Day show. I learned something new from our company manager about the count. DeAnn told me there were 787 seats sold, but that wasn’t the “drop”. I asked what “the drop” was. It’s the number of tickets taken and torn by the ushers at a particular performance. The stubs are counted, providing a more accurate number for settlement. Years in the theater and I’ve never heard “What’s the drop? Now, I know:)
If there was joy in celebrating Thanksgiving, it was that I was thankful for my friends’ efforts to keep in touch. I spoke on the phone with
rossbear, with my friend Casey in Houston, my folks, my niece and I played phone tag with gotmoof. Tim called my folks for their anniversary which thrilled them. (Thanks Tim, that was classy and thoughtful!) I also heard from my ex David and his partner, Stan, who just got back from a vacation in Puerta Vallarta, received several emails and heard from several live journal friends! It made my day!The Pause That Engages
My folks celebrated their 54th Anniversary on Thanksgiving. I called Mom and Dad on Thursday morning as part of celebrating their event. As I was chatting with Mom she inexplicably began to giggle. I said, “What’s so funny?” She replied, “I just got out of the shower and I’m standing here naked and dripping water everywhere.” Ummmm .... Mom .... That image will put me in therapy until I retire:)
Mom and dad met 55 years ago at a Naval Ball. Dad was home on leave from service on a ship battle-tested in the Korean War. Both of them had dates. Someone at Mom’s table spilled a coke. She jumped up to avoid a stain on her blue taffeta dress (no smutty Lewinsky jokes, please:) and fell backward into Dad’s lap.
Dad was smitten. He tracked down Mom at a dance the following weekend. They were engaged in August 1951 and married in November. The Coca Cola Company heard how my folks had met and contacted Mom, asking her to share the story. The headline for the story read “The Pause That Engages”, a play off of Coke’s slogan. I didn’t know that bit of information until today. Of course, Dad’s version of the story is that Mom took one look at him and couldn’t keep her hands off of him, so she threw herself into his lap. *grin*
Work Ethic Update
Some time ago I wrote a post about work ethics and the need to have a strong work ethic. I used as an example a young woman in “Evita” who had called in sick, then jumped on an airplane to New York for an audition. She was extremely talented, but toxic to work with. I said at the time that I hoped that she’d learned the lesson that her reputation would follow her unless she changed her ways. She and another former member of our cast are in tech rehearsals for “White Christmas”. Evidently, she’s continued to be a pain to work with. During the tech dress, she was run over by an automated Christmas Tree. No one helped her up. They just laughed. Sad, but I guess she’s going to have to learn the hard way.
That’s the final week in Fort Lauderdale in review. We closed on Sunday afternoon and on Sunday evening had a hell of a birthday bash for my friend Mary Sheehan at a Hungarian Restaurant, The Wine Cellar. We flew to San Antonio yesterday and it was dinner on The Riverwalk with Nick De La Rosa from the Wardrobe Department, boatloads of Christmas Carolers sailing by as dined on Mexican cuisine. This is going to be a good week! Texas ... cool dry weather ... and an easy-going picturesque city.
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