Beware: haiku
Lincoln Center is one of my favorite spots in New York. I've written many a mediocre haiku sitting fountainside.
Sparkling water
Roars like the ocean, drowning
The din of traffic.
See, I told you.
Using showtunes for the greater good
One of the best things about living in a city like New York is watching the crazies be crazy; it's voyeurism at it's best.
Standing on the platform of the E train.
Today, I was taking the subway home from an audition at Columbia, and I was so happy I opted not to walk. I boarded the 1 train at 110th Street and Broadway, eating the apple I just bought at a street-side stand. The train was pretty crowded; I stood in the center of the car, holding onto a pole. At 96th Street, the car nearly emptied, so I took a seat.
Among the new passengers was a man wearing a white tux shirt, black pants, a purple sequined vest and silver sequened top hat. He also carried a silver wand with a star on the end and wore a plain piece of cardboard tied with twine around his neck. I slipped my sunglasses down from the top of my head to cover my eyes; I wanted to watch him, but I didn't want to look like I was watching.
As the train began moving, he broke into song, dancing around the car and waving his wand:
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle Razzle Dazzle 'em Give 'em an act with lots of flash in it And the reaction will be passionate. Give 'em the old hocus pocus Bead and feather 'em How can they see with sequins in their eyes? What if your hinges all are rusting? What if, in fact, you're just disgusting? At this point, he turned his sign around to reveal a collage of unflattering pictures of George W. Bush accompanied by headlines and news articles. Razzle dazzle 'em And they'll never catch wise! Give 'em the old Razzle Dazzle Razzle dazzle 'em. Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous Row after row will crow vociferous Give 'em the old flim flam flummox Fool and fracture 'em How can they hear the truth above the roar? Throw 'em a fake and a finagle They'll never know you're just a bagel, Razzle dazzle 'em And they'll beg you for more! Give 'em the old double whammy Daze and dizzy 'em Back since the days of old Methuselah Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler. Give 'em the old three ring circus, Stun and stagger 'em. When you're in trouble, go into your dance. Though you are stiffer than a girder They'll let you get away with murder. Here, he approached the couple sitting to my right and gave a little wave of his wand around their heads. Razzle dazzle 'em And you've got a romance. Give 'em the old Razzle Dazzle Razzle dazzle 'em. Show 'em the first rate sorceror you are. Long as you keep 'em way off balance, How can they spot you've got no talent? Razzle Dazzle 'em And they'll make you a star!He sang the whole song, taunting the college-aged couple next to me, giving little booty shakes to anyone who dared make eye contact. I could barely control my giggles, but I had to admit, he was right on the money with the parallel.
Thank you crazy sequined man for sharing the insight. Kander and dear departed Ebb sure knew/know people. And as we all know, great [musical] theater is timeless and relevant.
Writing or pretending to...
At the Coffee Pot working on the book.
Fun for a girl or a boy...
My toes chilling in their Dr. Scholl's at Popover Cafe.
Indie Pop Rocks is particularly Modest Mouse and Azure Ray heavy today...take a listen if you are so inclined: Indie Pop Rocks on iTunes Radio under Alt/Modern or SomaFM.
Feet off the furniture
You can't put your feet up in Worldwide Plaza (unless you're sneaky).
