Fun on a Friday: Shut up, Dick!

talking to a lot of ‘people’ lately about their love of theater.

And I’ve heard some incredible, touching stories that could make a Romanian weightlifter cry.

And then I’ve heard stories like this one:

A theater lover was seeing a revival of The King and I many, many years ago.  And . . . well . . . I think I should just let him tell the story in his own words:

Nothing pisses me off more than people who sing along with overtures or songs on stage. Immediately upon the down beat of the overture this gravel-voiced man behind me starts to hum loudly.  I gave him a quick “shh” and turned back to my seat.  He continued a few beats later and I shushed him again.  On his third try I turned to face him and in a stage whisper said, “Will you please stop that awful singing?”

It was then that I realized I had told Richard Rodgers to shut up.

To his credit he apologized.

You know what my favorite part of that story is?  It wasn’t that my new friend taught Dick some good theater-going habits.  It wasn’t that even the Maestro of Musicals knew he was in the wrong!  It was that Richard Rodgers hummed along to his own tunes.  I mean, if the composer gets the songs stuck in his head, you’re on to something!

What I did this weekend.

Here’s what I did:

I wasn’t at the beach.

I wasn’t at the park.

I was at work all weekend long.

No, no, no . . . don’t start playing a violin for me.  I’m not looking for you to throw me a pity party.

Because it was one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time.

I spent the weekend making calls to some of the hundreds of people that have responded to the PeopleOfGodspell post.

Look, I knew there were people out there that loved theater, but nothing prepared me for some of the conversations I had with the wide variety of people that expressed interest in the offer.

– I spoke to a man who met John-Michael Tebelak a few years before he died, and was so inspired by him and by Godspell that he had gone on to perform in and direct over 20 productions of the show.

– I spoke to a man who was an Arabic language expert in the Air Force and had a masters in theater.

– I spoke to a songwriting couple from Los Angeles who said Stephen Schwartz was their hero.

– I spoke to a Broadway wardrobe supervisor, a Broadway stage manager, another stage manager, a Broadway actor, and more . . . and we talked about how back in the old days, staff members of shows got involved in the business end more often because the economics were so different.

– I spoke to a patent attorney, a trademark attorney, a securities attorney, and a few other attorneys, many of whom called themselves “theater dorks.”

– I spoke to a woman whose dad passed away recently and is looking forward to getting back to seeing shows again soon.

– I spoke to a guy in my home state of Massachusetts who commiserated with me after the Patriots lost to the Jets in the NFL’s Week 2.

So many people from all over the country with one thing in common: a passion for the theater.

Can you think of a better way to spend a weekend?

If I haven’t gotten to you yet, I’m sorry, and I will soon enough.  It’s just hard for me to get off the phone sometimes, despite my assistant screaming at me and threatening to smack me with the long call list.

But I’m getting there.

And having a blast in the process.

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