Plays

I wonder what all of those people who wrote all of those doom and gloom articles and posts about New York City being dead are doing these days? Writing retractions? Finding some other negativity to spew into the world? Who, in their right mind, would bet against this town that is home to the scrappiest, most resourceful, and creative individuals that can be amassed in one place?Continue Reading

On the Monday before Thanksgiving a group of 40 of us saw the show Morning Sun presented by The Manhattan Theater Club off Broadway. While we all were witness to the same exact performance it was our own collection of personal experiences that made the show unique and stirring for each and every person…Continue Reading

This past week we crept back, getting close to hitting our pre-pandemic numbers for theater attendance. As an exercise in collective effervescence the more people that are in the group for our audiences the higher the energy and the more rewarding the experience. This is a good and lovely thing and nothing makes me happier than energy bouncing around on the sidewalk as we prepare to enter the theater.Continue Reading

On the evening of August 4th, 2021 at 8pm Stacie (my GYGG partner in chief) and I had the good fortune to GO back to BROADWAY. Doors that had been shuttered for some 500 days were flung wide open at the August Wilson Theater to welcome us and our fellow giddy audience members back to the theater in the form of a play called Pass Over….Continue Reading

Laura Linney is able to memorize and deliver words in a most astounding and authentic fashion as she so remarkably demonstrates in her one-woman carefully constructed and brilliantly delivered performance in My Name is Lucy Barton. If you love Laura Linney, you must GO see her in this play. This post, however, is not about that performance. Rather it has to do with a story around the show. This post is about – eeh gads – karma…Continue Reading

Last night our small but lovely group hunkered down to bear witness to three women quite inexplicably orbiting around an opinionated, nay-saying, self-confessed dim and decaying sun in the form of a 50-year-old flailing divorced man in the play by Tracy Letts: Linda Vista….Continue Reading

While in the audience at The Lehman Trilogy I learned, among a zillion other things, that I am a middle man for providing experiences. I have no hand in the creation of the experiences. I am but a fellow experience seeker and I take groups with me to share in the experience. I LOVE IT! So I will continue to embrace this role of cultural middle man for a good long time. And an experience is exactly what was proffered when almost 70 of us met at the Park Avenue Armory to view the staggeringly stark, but supremely powerful The Lehman Trilogy.Continue Reading