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My boyfriend is a huge fan of the Late Show with David Letterman, so, for his birthday, he applied for tickets to a taping. He applied about a month in advance and a few weeks ago received a call from a CBS page confirming the tickets—if he could correctly answer a trivia question about the show.
A few weeks ago, I went to a one-woman comedy show at Magnet Theater. I headed to the small storefront venue in Chelsea to see Jolene Turner perform Doll Talk. The show is a very creative retelling of Turner’s journey from a thirtysomething-year-old server at the Mall of America’s American Girl Store café to using the job as her ticket to relocate to NYC and follow her dreams.
Usually on Friday nights, I’ll go home after work and watch Netflix on the couch or go to a nearby bar, but last Friday I ended up at Hunkomania, an all-male strip show for women. Although watching muscular men dance their clothes off to both classic and recent top 40 hits sounded entertaining, I was worried about the audience participation portion of the evening.
Remember that movie Showgirls? I’m almost certain you do. It had Saved By The Bell’s neurotic Jessie Spano—aka Elizabeth Berkley, Kyle MacLachlan of Twin Peaks fame and Gina Gershon—who always seems to play some sort of dead-eyed borderline psychopath.
One of my favorite comedians is Max Silvestri, who hosts a weekly comedy show called Big Terrific at the Cameo Gallery in Williamsburg. Silvestri, who has recently opened for Aziz Ansari, is now the sole host of the show and usually features three or more other comics’ acts sandwiched between his own on-stage banter.
I always thought the phrase “I need to get my beauty rest” was a pretty simple concept: Go to sleep at a reasonable time and wake up refreshed and rejuvenated. I recently learned that a lot more goes into “beauty sleep” than just a few more extra hours of shut-eye.
Last night, I went to the newly opened Times Square location of the Jekyll & Hyde Club—a themed restaurant based on the 19th-century Robert Louis Stevenson novel, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I am familiar with the spooky story and was always curious about the restaurant—having walked past the old location several times, where actors stand outside wearing Victorian garb and engaging passersby.
The American Repertory Theater’s 40th anniversary production of Roger O. Hirson and Stephen Schwartz’s Pippin returns to Broadway this spring. The original award-winning production was directed by legendary song and dance man Bob Fosse and features several notable show tunes, including “Corner of the Sky” and “I Guess I’ll Miss The Man.”
When I first saw the description of Peter and the Starcatcher, self-described on the show’s website as “a grownup’s prequel to Peter Pan,” I wasn’t sure what to expect. From the first scene of the Off-Broadway comedy, however, I realized this meant dialogue delivered at lightning speed and full of jokes about everything from squid poop to Ayn Rand.