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The theater is a candy shoppe of dreams! Where glamourous but tough lady producers can still make their nattily dressed assistants carry their cell phones!
I can’t believe it’s the last Smash for almost a year!
The Smash season finale hangover, both physical and psychic, is pretty crushing today.
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For anyone else who’s sunburnt and spending the eve at home with a martini and maybe some carbonara: Song Travels with Michael Feinstein has become one of my most favorite radio shows. This week the guest is Liza Minnelli, and in a few weeks—!!—on June 8th—it’ll be Rickie Lee Jones!!
PS: This episode is amazing for 5,000 reasons, one of which:
Michael: What was [Laura Nyro] like?Liza: Fabulous!Michael: [knowing laugh]Liza: A little weird.
Reblogging because a) this episode is indeed amazing for umpteen reasons—Elaine Stritch references begin around the 30 minute mark!—but also b) I cannot stop staring at this weirdly framed image of Liza looking quite serious, speaking to this microphone-wielding, black-gloved interlocutor. It is odd, yes? It is like a still from a Stasi interrogation or something.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3xmksSQEl1qznoh8o1_500.jpg)
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For anyone else who’s sunburnt and spending the eve at home with a martini and maybe some carbonara: Song Travels with Michael Feinstein has become one of my most favorite radio shows. This week the guest is Liza Minnelli, and in a few weeks—!!—on June 8th—it’ll be Rickie Lee Jones!!
PS: This episode is amazing for 5,000 reasons, one of which:
Michael: What was [Laura Nyro] like?
Liza: Fabulous!
Michael: [knowing laugh]
Liza: A little weird.
Reblogging because a) this episode is indeed amazing for umpteen reasons—Elaine Stritch references begin around the 30 minute mark!—but also b) I cannot stop staring at this weirdly framed image of Liza looking quite serious, speaking to this microphone-wielding, black-gloved interlocutor. It is odd, yes? It is like a still from a Stasi interrogation or something.
[Wainwright’s] new songs reflected a need to be “silly and young still,” without taking away from his core appeal to the “dispossessed” listener Wainwright describes as, “someone who senses the tragic nature of our world but also appreciates the romance and the beauty and is also positive in a weird way.”
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What kind of an unfeeling monster proposes to Karen when she’s in the middle of tech!? Is that what they teach you in politics Dev? To distract people when they’re in tech? With rings and engagements?!
If “Smash” has given me nothing else this season—OK besides some amazing back channel e-mail convos and an ability to roll my eyes farther back in my head than I thought possible*—it has given me this moment. It almost makes the crazy carnival ride worth it.
*Edited to add: It is worth noting Depends is a commercial sponsor because there are moments throughout each viewing I’m near pooping myself. SYNERGY!
My friend Josh was in town last weekend and we all gathered for brunch, and as as he was scrolling trough his iPhone he (somewhat jokingly) lamented the days when you had to search out an obscure music LP or cult film on videocassette and we were all, ah yes, remember when.
I recall buying this single as a UK import from some local record store and paying a dumb amount of money for it because, well, how else was it to come to me? Then I think something tragic happened to the disc concerning my younger sister and a beverage, but I may be off in my recollection.
Still! The other night—because I’ve been lately having some Edina Monsoon moments—I wanted to hear this version again and blammo, it was to be had at a keystroke. So, yes, I guess we can all mourn the days of hipper than thou-ness through art product obscurity, and the rewarded effort of record-bin foraging. We’ll just now take comfort in our Klout scores or something? I’m not so much bothered.
Oh man this lite muzak duet, I seriously need some crackers with this…
(Source: Spotify!)
Spotify has been leading me to some embarrassing musical choices of late and I’m NOT SORRY.
(Source: Spotify!)
It’s not that I’m wrong, you’re just not asking the right question.
