Sunday, October 3, 2010

The New York City Theatre Study Seminar - 2010






The 2010 New York Theatre Study Seminar

Dates: 3 September 2010 – 17 September 2010.

Convenor: Charlie, with assistance from Abbie.

Delegates:
Alwyne, Barry, Di, Dianna, Elaine, Fran, Helen, Jan, Jenny, Loloma, Margaret, Margaret, Margaret, Marjorie, Robin, Trish.

Minutes Secretary: Robin.  
 (NOTE:  Minutes Secretary takes sole responsibility for all spelling mistakes, photographs and opinions.)

Agenda for the seminar was to investigate the current state of indoors New York, examples being theatre, jazz venues, art galleries, restaurants, plus the Roosevelt and Vanderbilt mansions.
Outdoor activities included the Brooklyn Bridge, Coney Island and Greenwich Village.
Shopping was an optional extra.

Delegates gathered at the Warwick Hotel, 65 West 54th Street, New York City, New York 10019 USA, being the venue for the next 14 days (breakfast included).
 
INDOORS:  The seminar attended eight live performances, including the opening of the New York City Ballet. (See Note 1 for more details).

The art galleries included the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Frick’s private collection, MoMa and the Cloisters. (Note 2).

Jazz/cabaret venues included Village Vanguard, Birdland, Café Carlyle and the Canaan Baptist Church choir. (Note 3)

Red moon over New York City

Street scenes

Telephone box

Lost handbag

A stitch in time

If the shoe hurts...

Sharing with the pigeons

New York City Library

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Lost

Outdoors New York


New York's hi rise towers glitter in the sun, like diamonds which scream money - but not necessarily their own.

The once proud Chrysler building, now overshadowed by its neighbours

Atlas

Leggo Atlas

A church sunning itself

A fractured building

Hi rise tower with lamp post

Reflections

Reflections with sun spots
We visited the High Line, a New York City park, which is built on an elevated 1930s freight rail structure on Manhattan’s west side.  Built to remove freight trains from Manhattan’s streets, the High Line delivered milk, meat, produce, and raw and manufactured goods into upper floor loading docks of factories and ware houses.  The last train ran on the High Line in 1980 carrying a trainload of frozen turkeys.

High Line
Brooklyn Bridge walkway - the traffic is underneath



Note 1: The stage: musicals, dramas and ballet


1.  ‘Promises Promises’: A musical set in 1962 with music by Burt Bacharach.  We could all sing along, because our group had been there, done that.

2.  A preview of Edward Albee’s latest play, ‘Me, Myself and I’ was worthy of respect, as the author, an icon of American theatre, is now in his 80s.  But, respect for the play was not forthcoming from New York critics.  To quote the New York Post: ‘Newcomers to the playwright may be turned off his work forever; long time fans will feel let down because they know how much better he can be.’

3.  Moving right along, our next play, ‘Trust’ was an edgy and funny four-hander. 

4.  ‘La Cage Aux Folles’ with Kelsey Grammer and Douglas Hodge accompanied by a corp de ballet of six leggy transvestites in wilting plumage.  The New York Times called it a ‘warm, winning production’.
So did we...tho it took us some time to realise that Douglas Hodge in his girlie wig was the actor from ‘Spooks’ and ‘Mansfield Park’.

5. Thornton Wilder’s ‘Our Town’: no stage, no scenery: just fine writing, fine acting.  I saw it as theatre of the mind, where the audience is an unwitting part of the play.  We see the imaginary moon, the town, its streets, as narrated by the 'stage manager'.  And in the final scenes, from the graveyard, I feel that the audience has been among those who have gone before: our role has been to be silent witnesses to the living, knowing that they too will join us…

6.  Moving right along…to a mind blowing (yes, pun intended) musical called ‘Next to Normal’.  The family is in deep denial, and the medical profession is all too ready to intervene. 
The music is soft rock, superbly sung, well written lyrics that drill deep into the emotions. No holds barred, tough stuff.       

7.  ‘The 39 Steps’, featuring Australian actor Jamie Jackson, is an acrobatic spoof of the film. We had supper with Jamie after the show.  He tells us that the role are so physically demanding, he has lost 14 lb.  He has signed up for the role for another six months, taking him through quieter months of Christmas.  So, it seems, he won’t be coming home any time soon.

8. Opening night of the New York City Ballet.  Superb.  We wear our diamonds. 


Note 2: Moma, Metropolitan Museum of Art, The Cloisters


The interior of New York’s MoMa and, to a lesser extent, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, derives its sense of indoor grandeur from the US natural wonders, examples being the Grand Canyon, Yosemite Valley and Grand Central Station. 
MoMa's interior hi rise



Jackson Pollack's shorthand

In some galleries, the ceiling is so high, it has its own climate. 
But these galleries must accommodate huge art works, such as the abstract canvasses of Jackson Pollack whose hieroglyphics are simply Pitmans shorthand writ large. 

By contrast, the Cloisters keeps a modest profile,  medieval architecture which folds into itself, as if in meditation.  

The Cloisters

An embroidered dog

You gotta feel for the donkey

 

Note 3: Birdland and Steve Ross


At Birdland we saw a line-up of talent which, on a sliding scale of excellence, started with the best.
One of the first performers, Jonathan Russell a 15-year-old curly haired schoolboy, played an Olympian version of ‘Just one of those things’ on his violin. 
Thirteen-year-old Ruby, currently performing in ‘Billy Elliott’, belted out a song with a sophistication beyond her years.  Her dad, who was sitting near us, was bald, except for a fringe of hair tied in a tiny ponytail.
Jim Rochu (spelling?), a white bearded performer, had this to say about the younger performers: ‘I have frozen food that’s older than them.’
His cats are named Ethel and Judy, and he sang ‘How do you fall back in love?’



We visit Steve Ross’ apartment: his piano occupies a third of his living room.  We fill the rest, and he croons to us over his keyboard.  
 


Steve Ross' pad