Wow, that last answer lol.
Certainly! Here's a list of some of the most iconic divas, particularly those with strong associations with musical theatre, spanning from the 1950s to the present:
1950s-1960s
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1980s
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This list highlights some of the most iconic divas and influential performers in musical theatre from the 1950s to the present, showcasing their remarkable contributions to the stage.
Nobody gives a flying f*ck about what word salad ChatGPT was able to sh*t out.
And yet, you both opened the thread and took time to address it.
To the OP, yes, that last one is a doozy!
dramamama611 said: "And yet, you both opened the thread and took time to address it.
To the OP, yes, that last one is a doozy!"
Because AI is a pervasive scourge on journalism and the arts and shouldn't be entertained. Like this isn't even well written, it reads like a middle schooler's book report.
The stories I’ve been able to have ChatGPT write for me about dueling divas is amazing. If you word it right, you can get it to write an amazing story about the violent lengths Patti LuPone will go to to win another Tony.
Yall ever just thought about writing it yourself or paying someone to write your fanfic for you? Because giggling at AI Slop is really embarassing.
AI exists, THIS is one of the better ways to use it, just for fun.
Patti LuPone had always been a force of nature in the world of musical theater, known for her powerful voice and commanding stage presence. The news came on a rainy afternoon, as Patti was sitting in her cozy New York apartment, sipping a cup of Earl Grey tea. Her agent called with the update: Bernadette Peters had been cast in "Annie Get Your Gun," a role Patti had dreamed of playing for years.
She stared at the window, raindrops racing down the glass like her scattered thoughts. "Bernadette," she muttered under her breath, her lips curling into a faint, almost imperceptible sneer. The very mention of Bernadette Peters ignited a mix of emotions within her. Patti respected her talent, no doubt, but there was always a tinge of jealousy. Bernadette's ethereal beauty and her seemingly unbreakable association with Stephen Sondheim, the god of musical theater, often made Patti feel like she was constantly competing in an unfair race.
Patti couldn't help but think back to her own performance in "Anything Goes." She had channeled Ethel Merman with such precision and passion that it felt like she had been born to play these larger-than-life roles. She knew she had the chops for "Annie Get Your Gun." The brassy confidence, the comedic timing, the sheer vocal power—all of it was in her repertoire. And yet, it was Bernadette who had been chosen.
She put her tea down and sighed, her mind wandering to the darker corners of her career. The embarrassment of being fired from "Sunset Boulevard" still stung. Andrew Lloyd Webber had replaced her with Glenn Close, and though Patti had moved on, the humiliation lingered like a stubborn scar. It was a reminder that in this cutthroat industry, no one was irreplaceable.
Her phone buzzed again, snapping her out of her reverie. A text from an old friend in the theater world. "Did you hear about Bernadette? Crazy, right? You would’ve been perfect for Annie."
Patti rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it," she typed back, forcing a smiley face emoji at the end. She didn’t need reminders of her own worth from others, but the validation was a small comfort.
Determined not to let the news ruin her day, Patti decided to channel her frustration into something productive. She headed to her piano, the instrument that had been her confidant through countless triumphs and tribulations. She played a few chords, letting the music soothe her frazzled nerves.
As she sang, she imagined herself on stage, under the bright lights, in full costume, belting out “You Can’t Get a Man with a Gun.” Her voice filled the room, echoing off the walls and drowning out the sound of the rain. In that moment, she was Annie Oakley. She was Ethel Merman. She was Patti LuPone, a star in her own right.
And as the final notes lingered in the air, Patti smiled to herself. Bernadette Peters might have the role this time, but Patti knew her own worth. She was a fighter, a survivor, and above all, a performer. The theater was her domain, and no casting decision could ever take that away from her.
With renewed determination, she vowed to keep pushing forward, to continue shining on stage, and to never let anyone dim her light. After all, in the world of theater, the next great role was always just around the corner.
dramamama611 said: "AI exists, THIS is one of the better ways to use it, just for fun. "
Well... no it's not? It's just cannabilizing others writing online and spitting out the results, no different than AI art. And the claim of "Just for Fun" is the point. Oh it's just for fun! While others are publishing books and art and selling via AI using stolen copywritten material.
Holy hell that story that just got posted about Patti and Bernadette is just word salad!
Patti couldn't help but think back to her own performance in "Anything Goes." She had channeled Ethel Merman with such precision and passion
I don't really think Patti was known for channeling Ethel Merman...
Her phone buzzed again, snapping her out of her reverie. A text from an old friend in the theater world. "Did you hear about Bernadette? Crazy, right? You would’ve been perfect for Annie."
Patti rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it," she typed back, forcing a smiley face emoji at the end. She didn’t need reminders of her own worth from others, but the validation was a small comfort.
Is this story set in 1998 or is it now when both of them are in their late 70s? Exactly... it's just word salad that can't put a context on anything and just throws flowery language that doesn't make any sense. I beg of you all to be more discerning than to be entertained by this trash.
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