A Chorus Line Finale

“A Chorus Line,” the longest running show in Broadway history, has come to Bass Concert Hall on the UT Campus. If you can make it, you should. The cast is comprised of excellent dancers, singers and actors, and held us enthralled throughout the entire performance. There’s a reason this play has survived the years and it’s reprisal does not disapoint. The recipient of no less than 9 Tony Awards and Pulitzer Prize for Drama, the topics are as timely now for the “gypsies” that make up our theater world as they were in 1975, when the play was first introduced at the Schubert Theatre in New York.

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What a great show. I was into it all and then he dropped in “Who Was That Masked Man” from VEEDON FLEECE. That did it for me. That is my favorite album of all time. I never thought he would play anything from it again. I was and am elated. He played over five different instruments throughout his set!
Cordiality is not Van at a gig. It is a hard pill for some to swallow. I have gotten used to it, so it doesn’t bother me at all. It is the magic that he shares that keeps me coming back. Thank you for an awesome show.

Scores of enthusiastic fans lined up at 6:30 this morning to buy tickets to Wicked coming to Bass Concert Hall in August.  The event was hosted KAMX-FM and KKMJ-FM, who held a contest where one lucky person on site won tickets. Another contest allowed a ticket buyer to move to the front of the line. The first 100 Wicked devotees received hats and free food was provided by Rudy’s Country Store and BBQ. Read the rest of this entry »

In 1996 Rent hit off-Broadway with a controversial thump.  Everyone was talking about the the rock musical that showed young artists living in alphabet city struggling with drug addiction and AIDS. I was intrigued but also perplexed: at the time New York was gritty, Alphabet City legitimately “rough”, “Bohemia” was enjoying a resurgence with young “creatives”, a mix of minorities who might have grown up in the city and white kids from Scarsdale  and Westport, shirking their parent’s conventional paths in favor of resurrecting a new version of the Beats just east of their original café hangouts (which had been plowed over by Marc Jacobs and Alexander McQueen). The subjects of the musical were my friends; their dreams playing out some tragically, some successfully everyday. Why would you want to sing and dance about them? With that logic I opted out of seeing it back then, skipped it when it hit Broadway, and ultimately passed on the big screen event all the while wondering, Did I miss something? Tuesday night I finally put the curiosity to rest at the Bass Concert Hall.

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