I don't really write about music very much here at MNPP unless it's Radiohead-related or it has something to do with a member of Radiohead making a movie score -- I am exaggerating a little but honestly not a lot! So when I got a press release that Claybourne Elder, the Broadway actor and hirsute hunk formerly of Gilded Age fame, was putting out a record of his takes on the "Great American Songbook" (including some from my nemesis Steven Sondheim) I took note of the hot picture of Claybourne on the album's cover and I scooted myself right along. So very much not my thing! But the man has been unloading some all-timer gratuitous press photos of himself in the weeks since -- the stache! -- to the point where I really could no longer ignore. Where I no longer want to ignore! So you win, Mr. Elder. You have dominated me. (No but really... just saying.) Hit the jump for a bunch more...
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I’m somewhat inclined to agree with you about Stephen Sondheim. While he was clearly an innovator in the musical theater, some of his work leaves me cold. We have a theater here in Minneapolis that’s devoted to his work (although they haven’t done any in the past two seasons). While I like much of his early work, after Sweeney Todd, it gets tougher to sit through, doesn’t it? I never need to see Into the Woods again and since I can’t stand Meryl Streep, ignoring that movie is easy. When MN Opera did Passion, I wanted to leave at intermission, but my partner at the time made me sit through the second act. I wanted to chew my elbow off! (He may have been paying me back for making him sit through Seussical, which I loved). So much of that later work is so tedious it makes me wonder how anyone ever thought it was tolerable for an audience!
Pish-tosh.
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