I remember it well: Bayonne, New Jersey. You moved like a thoroughbred with a hernia as you auditioned for the lead in "Total Eclipse!" I was mesmerized, during rehearsals, by the way you spun around and sang, "Every now and then I fall apart!!" And then you did it, darling, you did fall apart: You tripped over one of the dancers and fell into the seats. It's not your fault, you were wearing your swimgoggles in anticipation of the big underwater number. Despite the fact that we gave you emergency martinis, you were never the same again and your vocal range dwindled from 5 octaves to 1/6th octave.
Ah, well...at least you have the love of a fat bastard and a good woman. Even if she never told you about the invisible plane.
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Date: 2007-07-06 05:47 pm (UTC)Ah, well...at least you have the love of a fat bastard and a good woman. Even if she never told you about the invisible plane.