Final Presentations of New Musicals
Well, not exactly final. As some of you readers may know, this is a series of 20-minute musicals. The Lincoln Center Library for the Performing Arts throws wannabe bookwriters, composers, and lyricists (sometimes some being more than one) into a room—the Bruno Walter Auditorium—where they meet, greet, and match up, to lead to the challenge of creating a 20-minute musical. The results are ... interesting.
I saw eight this past Saturday, and they ranged from less than fun to really fun. As we all know, I'm not a reviewer, so I'll give titles and impressions.
Twenty Nickels had a good hook (the last Horn & Hardart in Philly – ask if you don't know) and the twenty minutes spanned three generations of women and two generations of loss. It was quite effective.
Big breath, please. The Most Depressing Play in the Western Canon of Dramatic Literature: A Presentation in Musical Form for Mr. Clinton's World Theatre Elective on the Topic of Censorship in the Matter of Henrik Ibsen's 1881 Play Ghosts, Written and Performed by Group 2: Craig, Jen, Billy, and Metz. The show was fun, and the four performers glommed right into teens pretending to have read Ibsen's Ghosts. Fun, but not great.
Next was Ghost/Writer. A two-hander, this was the tale of a writer (with a block) and a real ghost (or was she?) who got the writer through the block. Both the writer and the ghost were happy with the ending, as was I.
Another long title (I'm not particularly liking this trend). BILL OF FARE or: The Possibly True Reconstructed History of the Many Menus of Miss Francis E. Buttolph But You May Call Her Frank. The hook here, and it was a good one, is that we saw Francis (Frank) in three different eras. There were real song titles—Ephemera (the actual cards that replicated the menus) and What's on the Menu Today?, which needs no explanation. At one point, I wondered whether Frank was just a woman claiming to be a man in order to get in print. If the work is expanded, maybe we'll find out.
The Collector wasn't quite as effective. It dealt with a collector claiming the actual life source of a performer, while a journalist commented on it. Just a little too disjointed for me.
All About Mae was a wannabe story about a waitress-cum-singer preparing to wow Mae West at the supper club after Mae's performance of Sex (her play, not the actual act). Alas, Mae was carted off in a paddy-wagon and our songstress was left in the lurch.
Off to Love! featured Isadora Duncan being thrust into ancient Greece to choose between Eileithyia, Pheme, and Mania as goddess of the Parthenon (I'm not making this up, you know). Of course, Isadora's spiritual guide is Terpsichore. Guess who wins?
They saved (and so did I) the best for last, Check Out! has characters named Dewey, Dez, S Volume, Sci-Fi Paperback, and Toni Sexton. It all takes place in a library. In fact, it could be subtitled Library – The Musical! Dewey is an intern at the library whose goal in life is to be middle management. Dewey has never held a physical book in her life. Everyone is shocked. Dewey sings a blockbuster song—Middle, Middle Management. (This will be in NYC cabarets/piano bars very soon.) Dewey must choose a physical book. She eventually chooses Sci-Fi. He is over the moon—bad pun, I know, but that's the tone of this musical. Toni is the bad guy, writing his name in books with a Sharpie, and plastering his name all over buildings, but it doesn't really matter. The library is the good guy, and the winner.
ConcertMeister