Off the charts, totally off the charts. Memphis, a brand new musical about racial problems in the 50s, opened last night at the Shubert theater and in my opinion it will be the biggest hit on Broadway this year or in any other year since the Jersey Boys hit the stage back in 2005.
It is truly overwhelming. Great sets, great costumes. Super music and arrangements from the pens of Joe DiPetro and keyboardist David Bryan who was a founding member of Bon Jovi and choreography by Sergio Trujillo (Jersey Boys) that never seems to stop. To top all that off, 2 new stars are born. Chad Kimball plays a white disc jockey trying to integrate black people into his world of radio and is absolutely terrific. He meets an incredibly talented Montego Glover and their interracial love affair and fallout between the two runs thru the musical. She is quite frankly incredible as she belts out great song after great song.
The supporting cast, including Michael McGrath as the station manager and the marvelous Cass Morgan as Chad’s Mama are all constantly and consistently entertaining The Dancers in Memphis never stop and, while I don’t ever condone an audience standing up at the end of a show, the night I was there, the entire audience, my heavens including me, shot to their feet. You don’t see that very often.
Now there will be some people who think Memphis is sort of a Hairspray in reverse with the 50’s racial plot and such but please don’t let that bother you. Memphis is a musical you have to see even if you have to bribe somebody to get tickets.
In a previous blog, “A Runners Wife” I spoke about my husband training for the NYC marathon. All I have to say is that the months of training all came together of an amazing race. Race day is a grueling day for runners, and the family. But a miracle happened...
U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder testified before the senate judiciary committee and basically shrugged when asked if any other enemy combatant captured overseas had ever been brought to civilian criminal court to face justice. Talk about an incompetent boob, not to mention a disgrace.
Here is a list of wines all from Spain, and menus from restaurants in Brooklyn where a crew of us did a food / wine crawl through Carrol Gardens and Williamsburg recently
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