#26
Posted: 12/25/07 at 3:43am
Cubanpab, theatre in the 70s and 80s in New York may not have been the golden years, but it was a lot of fun. I remember many amazing nights and, as I was not a native New Yorker, I was always trying to squeeze other things in before and after.
Let's see... I remember the night we went to the opening of 42nd Street - yes, that night - with the horrible "Ladies and Gentlemen, I have sad news" speech that David The Shameless Merrick made after the show announcing the death of Gower Champion (news that had been kept from most of the cast and crew) There was an immediate rush for the programs.I had to fight to keep the two I still have to this day. Usually, I would take at lest ten from the piles at the ends of the last row but that night they were gobbled up.
The strange thing is, that night, my girlfriend wanted to go out clubbing, so after the show, we walked up to the one club she had read about and thought would be a hoot to go to - Plato's Retreat in the basement of the Ansonia. It was SO bizarre. I won't describe it in detail. You can Google if you are curious.
Another night, after some show, we went to The Red Parrot and saw Liza Minelli singing with that big band they had there. There was about 4,000 people squeezed in.
I used to enjoy Ma Bell's in Shubert Alley and The Cafe des Artists and of course, Studio 54 and Danceteria. We got taken to Regine's one night. The place was full of famous faces and lots of Eurotrash that weren't as much famous as fabulous.
There was the great Broadway theatre bookstores - does anyone remember Richard Stoddert's on I believe West 14th?
Time Square was filled with three card monte dealers and all sorts of disreputable and 42nd Street was very much take-your-life-in-your-hands sometimes.
Does anyone remember the guy who would show up at openings in the clear vinyl suit? My dad once remarked "I can count his change."
We used to like to go down to the Village after a show and back then, you could do dinner, a show and the Village and still have change from one hundred dollars.
One year, I got stuck in New York on Christmas eve. I went out walking around Rockefeller Center. There was a light snow fall. The Salvation Army Band was playing and one of the Sally An guys asked me if I needed a room and a warm meal for the night. I said thanks, no and remember thinking under any other circumstances, I would have found an offer like that kinda creepy.
I remember sitting next to Rex Reed at the opening of Jerry's Girls. I'll wait til he's dead to gossip about that night.
I'm glad someone brought this subject up. Sweeney was a highlight and it's fun wandering down memory lane.
Let's see... I remember the night we went to the opening of 42nd Street - yes, that night - with the horrible "Ladies and Gentlemen, I have sad news" speech that David The Shameless Merrick made after the show announcing the death of Gower Champion (news that had been kept from most of the cast and crew) There was an immediate rush for the programs.I had to fight to keep the two I still have to this day. Usually, I would take at lest ten from the piles at the ends of the last row but that night they were gobbled up.
The strange thing is, that night, my girlfriend wanted to go out clubbing, so after the show, we walked up to the one club she had read about and thought would be a hoot to go to - Plato's Retreat in the basement of the Ansonia. It was SO bizarre. I won't describe it in detail. You can Google if you are curious.
Another night, after some show, we went to The Red Parrot and saw Liza Minelli singing with that big band they had there. There was about 4,000 people squeezed in.
I used to enjoy Ma Bell's in Shubert Alley and The Cafe des Artists and of course, Studio 54 and Danceteria. We got taken to Regine's one night. The place was full of famous faces and lots of Eurotrash that weren't as much famous as fabulous.
There was the great Broadway theatre bookstores - does anyone remember Richard Stoddert's on I believe West 14th?
Time Square was filled with three card monte dealers and all sorts of disreputable and 42nd Street was very much take-your-life-in-your-hands sometimes.
Does anyone remember the guy who would show up at openings in the clear vinyl suit? My dad once remarked "I can count his change."
We used to like to go down to the Village after a show and back then, you could do dinner, a show and the Village and still have change from one hundred dollars.
One year, I got stuck in New York on Christmas eve. I went out walking around Rockefeller Center. There was a light snow fall. The Salvation Army Band was playing and one of the Sally An guys asked me if I needed a room and a warm meal for the night. I said thanks, no and remember thinking under any other circumstances, I would have found an offer like that kinda creepy.
I remember sitting next to Rex Reed at the opening of Jerry's Girls. I'll wait til he's dead to gossip about that night.
I'm glad someone brought this subject up. Sweeney was a highlight and it's fun wandering down memory lane.
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