Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Name-Dropping


Since I live with the most notorious name-dropper I've known...wait, that's not true, but close...I thought I might name drop a bit here. TODAY I pick up this guy and this guy from the airport. Just major Broadway stars. No big.
Brad Oscar and Roger Bart.

That will end the Jerry Jay Cranford portion of this blog. :)

Saturday, August 7, 2010

This blog written by the President of the United States.

Barack_obama00001On July 19 some of Broadway's Best were invited to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue to perform as part of the White House Music Series. Nathan Lane, Elaine Stritch and Jerry Mitchell were just a few of the names that helped entertain the President, his family, and all the other West Wingers invited to the show.

Before the entertainment began, Mr. Potus shared a few words of his own about what Broadway means to him, and to the country.

And well, I think I'll just let him take it from here.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States. (You don't have to stand)

THE PRESIDENT: Thank you, everybody. Everybody, please have a seat. Let’s put on a show. (Laughter.) Welcome to the White House. I am just thrilled, and I know Michelle is thrilled, to host the sixth in a series of evenings celebrating the music that helped to shape America.

Now, so far we have heard from some of the biggest names in jazz, in country, in Latin, classical, and the music of the civil rights movement. And tonight we are honored to be joined by some of the biggest and brightest stars on Broadway.

And I notice -- I should just point out that I see a lot of members of the New York delegation here. (Laughter.) They take great pride in Broadway. I want to start by thanking George C. Wolfe and Margo Lion for making this event possible. So please give them a big round of applause. (Applause.) And I want to thank all of tonight’s performers for sharing their gifts with us. They are just so generous with their time, and this will be a wonderful evening.

I also want to recognize my outstanding Secretary of Labor, Hilda Solis, who is in the house. Here she is right here. (Applause.) As well as the other members of the administration -- thank you guys for the hard work you do each and every day.

Thank you to the National Endowment for the Arts, and the President’s Council on the Arts and the Humanities for their continued support.

And I finally want to recognize Jerry Mitchell and everybody who participated in the dance workshop earlier this afternoon and helped inspire the next generation of performers -- as well as my wife -- to do a few dances. (Laughter.) She was showing off backstage.

Now, as we’re about to see this evening, there’s nothing quite like the power and the passion of Broadway music. At its heart, it’s the power of a story -– of love and of heartbreak; of joy and sorrow; singing witches, dancing ogres. Musicals carry us to a different time and place, but in the end, they also teach us a little bit of something about ourselves. It’s one of the few genres of music that can inspire the same passion in an eight-year-old that it can an 80-year-old –- and make them both want to get up and dance. It transcends musical tastes, from opera and classical to rock and hip-hop. And whether we want to admit it or not, we all have the lyrics to a few Broadway songs stuck in our heads. (Laughter.)

In many ways, the story of Broadway is also intertwined with the story of America. Some of the greatest singers and songwriters Broadway has ever known came to this country on a boat with nothing more than an idea in their head and a song in their heart. And they succeeded the same way that so many immigrants have succeeded -– through talent and hard work and sheer determination.

Over the years, musicals have also been at the forefront of our social consciousness, challenging stereotypes, shaping our opinions about race and religion, death and disease, power and politics.

But perhaps the most American part of this truly American art form is its optimism. Broadway music calls us to see the best in ourselves and in the world around us -– to believe that no matter how hopeless things may seem, the nice guy can still get the girl, the hero can still triumph over evil, and a brighter day can be waiting just around the bend.

As the great Mel Brooks once said, musicals “blow the dust off your soul.” So to everyone watching, both here and at home, here’s a taste of Broadway to help us do just that.

Thank you very much, everybody. (Applause.)


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Disappearing...

Oh grad school is so busy! I have too much on my plate! I'll never catch up! I'll never have time to have a life or be happy or get it all done or do anything fun or reach my potential! Boo hoo!

Bullshit.

Life is busy. Not grad school. The last month of grad school from opening the show, writing a thesis, finals week, grad parties for 3 -4 weeks was the best summer vacation ever.

Today, August 4, marks the first day I have had time to go to a coffee shop, read a book and blog. And it's only because I am doing my internship in Kansas City which is ridiculously simple and only 8 hour days...so far. Working at this theatre under the realm as Assistant Director and living at Jay's posh house feels like the most relaxing vacation since finals week. I am loving it.

I realize a few things have occurred in the last 2.5 months:
1) I overboooked myself. Majorly. I started my 9th show of the summer yesterday. I started my first show the Monday after graduation. I have been so busy that it hasn't been enjoyable. During my thesis defense, my advisor (who by that time, I could have cared less about her opinion on anything--let alone, my life decisions) only said one thing to me: She said I needed to beware of overbooking or I would never enjoy anything. I walked out of the room thinking, why can't she give me one constructive thing to work on as a director, a scholar or an artist? What bullshit. It took me less than 3 months to eat my words on that one. This summer has been utterly exhausting and it's been my own fault since I refused to ever admit defeat to the calendar.
2) In the overbooking, I have lost touch with most everyone. I haven't seen Micah since I left and have only talked to him maybe 4 times. Jess, I have seen but only because they were in my Fringe show. I've seen my sister twice and she's my favorite person in the world--and it was only because of a funeral and then a wedding. Suz, I think I have seen 3 times and I have been in Minneapolis almost every weekend without EVER making it to a yoga class. Rhythmic Circus or Fringe ruled all of my time in my favorite city.
3) It was pretty stupid to obsess about the future. Everything falls into place. I am right this moment booked directing a show every month through next August. I am purposely taking September off for vacation and refueling though. But then I will go--White Christmas, The Fantasticks, Reasons to be Pretty, Chicago, Into the Woods with a new musical in L.A. that I haven't signed anything for so I won't announce it just yet. I am a full-time director. A pay-my-bills-doing-theatre director.
4) I have had awesome rare visits from some dear ones this summer: Christine, Benji, Sara PW, Wanda and Suz all came up to Lake Superior to see me. It was lovely. Each visit never passed the 3 hour mark and they all understood why I only had a little bit of time to spend, but the fact that they all made the effort was pretty damn touching.
5) I am not the gypsy I once thought I was. 3 months living out of a van is one thing, but more than that or not knowing where I land in September, does not sit well in this Bohemian heart. I guess I DO need to nest a little bit. Don't tell.

That's all for now!
And check out this perfect little boys for some eye candy!