The Light in the Piazza
I just had a great night.
Here I am, in Jersey (land where people really do know how to drive - imagine my surprise!), after a fabulous day and night in New York City.
After returning from Vegas and moving into my new place closer to school, I needed something fun to keep my mind off of my impending school semester that begins next Wednesday. So, I paid a visit to my old voice teacher in Manhattan, to get his opinion on a new piece I’ve been studying.
Afterwards, I thought, "Here I am in NYC - I might as well find something else to do while I’m at it." So, after searching Avery Fisher, the State Theater, and the Met, I couldn’t find anything I wanted to see at the Lincoln Center. Just when I was about to give up and head back to the car, I stopped at the Lincoln Center Theater to see if there was a show tonight. On a whim, I got my inexpensive student ticket and sat down in the 6th row, center stage, to see The Light in the Piazza, a show that apparently had won 6 Tony awards.
As I opened my program, looking to see if I knew anyone in the production, I stumbled upon Aaron Lazar’s photo. Since Aaron and I knew each other from high school and worked together briefly at The Victor Café in Phila. a few years ago, I decided to see if I could catch him backstage. We chatted for a little bit in his dressing room, and it was really good to see him again and talk about the business and various singer health problems. 
It’s so wonderful to see a friend doing so well in the business. I only hope I can be so fortunate when all is said and done.
Seriously, the show was amazing, and so was Aaron. Katie Clarke did a great job, especially for someone so young doing her debut . . . beyond impressive. Victoria Clark was amazing too. From the way she spoke, I never expected her voice to be so clear and beautiful, even through tears. If you love excellent music, acting, and Italy, this is definitely the show to see.
On another random note, my friend Cassandra just got a random call from her husband that they’re outsourcing his military job, and he’s going to be restationed in 2-12 months. Now they have to figure out how she’s going to finish her schooling while he’s somewhere else for a year! On that note, if anyone’s contemplating joining the military, expect insanity.
Then again, I’m the one who sings and acts . . . ha!
