At the beginning of this season, I didn’t mind the fact that two shows I probably wouldn’t consider my cups-of-tea — Jimmy Buffet’s jukebox Escape to Margaritaville, and the two-part, interminably-excessive Harry Potter and the Cursed Child — were planning to occupy my two least favorite theatres on Broadway: respectively, the Marquis and the Ford Center for the Performing Arts-turned-Hilton-turned-Foxwoods-turned-Lyric (for now).
An unremarkable week in music, with not much to remark on for each album:
This season’s productions of 21st Century Bluesand Party Face represent two sides of the same coin, reflecting the current state of the commercial landscape for off-Broadway plays.
A concept album with a brilliant concept.
A packed week in music, and yet I only got around to listening to two of the SEVEN albums on my list.
Last week, I mentioned how most people judge artist’s based on their best work, while I tend to prioritize range in a more holistic approach.
I will always endorse adding as many new categories as possible to the Tony Awards.
The Leisure Seeker is tonally all over the place, and none of those places work, mostly because, as executed, they’re not particularly believable.