Jeffy's Down! Jeff's DOWN!!!
Aug 14, 2008 by Heidi
Do y'all know about this?!...
So on our last show of the week on Tuesday night, right when Jeff and Hunter leave the stage for the only time during the play, and Susan I are left alone to sing Secondary Characters, Jeff somehow tripped on his shoe or the door frame or somethin' and HE. WENT. DOWN. ON. BROADWAY.
It was so scary. Mostly because I love Jeff so much and I was so worried about him, but also because we were having a very real emergency moment in front of about 1000 people in the middle of of Broadway musical. Now that's something you don't see every day.
I think most of the audience thought it was part of the show - which I find unbelievable, but that's what I heard later. For those of us in the know, it was a total heart-racey-adrenaline-kick-in moment for me and Susan. For those of you that don't know the show, Susan and I are left alone for about 2-3 minutes to sing our duet. At the end of the number, I start riffing my boobies off in a totally self-indulgent american-idolish moment, and on a normal day Jeff interrupts me and we get on with the play. Well, on Tuesday night after Jeff got hurt, I didn't know what to expect. Was I going to be interrupted by Jeff? Or was Jeff dead? Would it be Benjamin as Jeff? Would it just be Hunter? Would it be no one and would I just have to riff into oblivion? Would our stage manager, Martha, stop the show? WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN ON BROADWAY??? And of course my loudest thought was about Jeff and what the hell happened to him... Seriously, was he ok?
I took a deep breath and started to riff-it-up, and I did go on a little longer than usual, but then suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder and I turned around suddenly and it was my Jeffy. I threw my arms around him (which is totes not in the script) and we went on with the play. I couldn't have been more relieved to see him.
I could tell Jeff was hurting though... He was limping a lot and I could tell that it took great effort to even walk, let alone do all the choreography. Poor Jibs... But he finished like a trouper and then he went to the hospital.
Here's what happened...
Jeff somehow tripped on his way out the [door] and he sprained his ankle very badly. It's not broken, but it's very swollen and now Grandpa is walking with a brace and a cane...
So who will be going on tonight? Will it be a hobbling Jeff Bowen, or will it be that Aussie-extraodinaire, Benjamin Howes? Maybe you should come to the Lyceum tonight and find out...
Cliffhangers, People. Cliffhangers...
The last vampire is the mother of all vampires and that is the vampire of despair. It'll wake you up at 4am to say things like:
Who do you think you are kidding?
You look like a fool!
No matter how hard you try, you'll never be good enough!
Why is it that if some dude walked up to me on the subway platform
and said these things, I'd think he was a mentally ill as-h-le,
but if the vampire inside my head says it,It's the voice of reason!
DIE VAMPIRE, DIE--[SUSAN in tos]