wasting away again in Margaritaville...
As promised, here is a picture of all Five Brothers, mid-margarita and singing happy birthday to Terri, a character in the show. It's a long story, but if you come and see the play it will all make sense to you.
You can see some of the Palm Springs Fabulousness in the background, concocted by the resident mad genius of decor that is Alan Shrier. He really outdid himself for the opening, let me tell you. But I think I already told you on a previous post. The party was a gay one and we laughed and talked and drank ourselves silly, deep into the night.
You can also see that I am the most wasted Brother of all, and let me tell you, those virgin margaritas have a kick to them. Good thing I didn't have a real one or I'm sure the evening would have ended with someone in police custody. The true margaritas were delicious, according to them that drunk 'em and it was a fine night all around.
The show is going well as we enter our four-show weekend today. We've had nice houses and we had a swell talkback with the audience last night, graciously moderated by our smarty-pants colleague from Vassar College, Gabrielle Cody. It was a very thought-provoking discussion and a lot of folks stuck around to hear us talk even more, after they'd just sat there and listened to us in the play. It's always intriguing to hear what our viewers got out of the piece, what they saw or had trouble with and of course, it's a joy to hear what moved them or what they were delighted by. NYTW has a curious audience, and they really like to engage with the plays that are presented. It's a great experience to be able to hear from the other side of the footlights (not that this show has footlights) about what the play provokes in people.
One question that we got last night was: where did we get our name? Dominique answered last night and I will attempt to paraphrase her here just so you readers out there might be satisfied if you too are wondering about this matter. It is an inquiry we often get and if we had a FAQs page, it would be there.
So, during the rehearsal process for our first show Voyage to Lesbos, Dominique had a graveyard shift job at a tony, midtown law firm. Now this kind of work is outsourced to South Asia and whatnot but back in the 80's, if your command of English and its grammar was good, you could make a living as a proofreader or copy editor at one of Manhattan's meglo-firms. One night around the witching hour I imagine, after an evening of rehearsing with the Bros, Dominique started doodling (yes, on her break!) and drew a picture that featured each of us and a banner above that read The Five Lesbian Brothers, as if we were a circus troupe or tumbling act. I recall we had been fooling around in rehearsal one day (yes, on our break!) and acting like we were an extra-flexible group of siblings from an Eastern Bloc country. And yes, the Soviet Union still existed in the era I am talking about! DD had also read the book of The Five Chinese Brothers as a college student (ha!) and that influenced the notion as well. We printed the drawing in the program of the show and everyone started calling us The Five Lesbian Brothers.
That's probably more detail than you needed when you just asked a simple question but hey, I got a little time on my hands this afternoon.
Oh, my that is no longer the case and I must hasten myself the nine blocks south to the theater. You still have two more weeks to see the show, friends. Please remember to be brave and stick around to say hi to us afterwards. Mention this blog and you receive a one hundred per cent discount on your signed program.
Keep on truckin',