Amy’s Bread had a butterscotch cashew bar calling my name. I succumbed.
And speaking of succumbing, Hello, Dolly! was a paroxysm of delight. Bette Miller is out this week; I saw Donna Murphy in the title role.
While Miss Murphy’s voice may be ever-so-gently frayed, her energy, spunk, spirit, and timing — and her legs — are intact. And I loved her.
This revival had me in tears of joy a couple of times. Kate Baldwin is glorious as Miss Milloy; Gavin Creel, a most engaging Cornelius. I could not erase the memory of Josh Borgmeyer (may he rest in peace) as I watched Taylor Trensch as Cornelius, though.
One of the stunners of this current revival is the chorus — rich, glamorous, able to move as a unity, and full-throated. “Sunday Clothes” will never be bettered, visually or aurally.
A day in the life. Three different hats, each of them delightful and satisfying.
Morning. Final audition day at Webster University. Meet and greet ten students who wish admission to the Department of Music’s various majors. Hear auditions, and meet with various faculty.
Afternoon. At home for 3.5 hours of voice lessons, and some real success in making modifications in tonal quality and breath management. I love teaching voice, and am delighted for the six new private-studio students who started lessons recently.
Evening. At New Line Theatre. Opening night of The Sweet Smell of Success. Black clothing but warm hearts as I lead the ensemble in this witty, wicked show.