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I love it when my musical interests mash up. Pandora just played a slowish Dixieland version of "Sunrise, Sunset." So awesome! The Krewe of Jew could feature it at their parade. (No, AFAIK there is no Krewe of Jew, but there is a Jewish krewe, or was--I know I've heard of at least one. Which is awesome and could only happen in America--a Jewish organization that's part of a holiday that's liturgical in origin, where now EVERYONE gets drunk!)
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At our chocolate-infused convo on Saturday, Michelle and Lori also mentioned something I hadn't known before--Julie's cancellation of Macbeth had nothing to do with money, or any sort of health or family emergency or anything like that. Are you ready for this?

She said she wasn't going to put on a show where she looked bad, where she gave a bad performance.

Yep, you heard it here, folks. It was All. About. Julie. Juliejuliejulie. She spit on the hard work, love and dedication of some 20+ performers, techs, a director, etc. All because she was going to look bad,* in the part she cast herself in (and hadn't learned the lines for yet).

And by the way, this was all confirmed by Michael, our SM. I had a long, illuminating convo with him last night. He also said that the theater is FULLY PAID FOR--so she didn't save any money by cancelling the show. She paid thousands of dollars for an empty theater, plus she still has to pay the director, the fight choreographer, the photographer, etc. She is committed to ALL of that expense. And she still cancelled the show. My mind was reeling--in fact, I was literally reeling when Michelle and Lori repeated what Julie had given as her reason. I stood up in my chair and said "Wait, wait--you're telling me this whole mess was about her performance?" I was jumpstumbling backward, waving my hands, so angry I couldn't speak for a few seconds. After Wednesday, I didn't think I could get any angrier--I was wrong.

*Michael said they'd had a photo shoot Tuesday, the night before the boom fell, and it was weird. Julie, in the photos as Lady Macbeth, insisted on looking "pretty." Insisted on it, got very upset when Catherine said that wasn't as important as, you know, communicating the essence of the play. Julie is really messed up about looks--Tracy and I also joke about how Julie would fawn on me and talk about my looks in this weird, you-look-like-the-classic-shiksa-so-by-definition-you-MUST-be-beautiful way. I don't mean *I* think that--I think *Julie* thinks that, I think she has the classic self-hating Jewish stereotype going on. Last fall she talked about wanting to convert to Episcopalianism. Not because she has any particular pull towards it--I don't think she has the slightest clue of what our belief system entails. She wanted to convert because Episcopalianism treats women well. She thought Judaism devalues Jewish women and seems to exalt shiksa women (HER words, NOT mine)--she gave as an example the fact that at her temple, she keeps seeing Jewish men with non-Jewish wives. I didn't even know how to respond to this, especially because I get this sense she thinks of my denomination as one big country club where the Beautiful People all sit around and sip martinis and eating pate. Julie, there are actually some beliefs involved, and it would be nice if you wanted to join us because you too believe in them. It sucks if you feel devalued where you worship, but I don't necessarily think that has anything to do with Judaism per se. Tracy hit it on the head when she said mockingly "Oh Clara, if I convert to Episcopalianism, will I look just like you?"

And of course, Julie still hasn't contacted any of us individually since that glib email she sent out Wednesday. Hasn't apologized, hasn't tried to explain (not as though she could), hasn't sent us checks to cover our expenses (although she will have to do that for the Equity actors, at least). Michael said when he called Clare Patterson (our sweet little Baby Macduff/Fleance), she was completely crushed; she said "this was my first New York show..."

I can't say I hate Julie. I will say, I have nothing but contempt for her now, and I have no sympathy for her writhing mass of insecurities and weakness and...garbage.

But--this too shall pass. I have other plans; Macbeth will go on.
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Last Sunday I had dinner with Holly and Mike--they prepared a pasta feast, and I came bearing gifts of pumpkin bread. All food was made completely from scratch--Mike made the pasta and infused it with basil that he'd actually grown himself in a little basil plant in the window. I don't think I've ever had fresh pasts like that; it tasted amazing. I baked the pumpkin bread the night before using the puree I'd made a few weeks before, from the pumpkin I bought and froze last fall. We drank wine (a merlot) and ate pasta and had some garlic bread as well, and talked about the upcoming summer, and maybe going to some Yankees games. And riding--Holly was a pretty accomplished rider as a teen, and I rode some in college, and afterward as well. We talked about riding at Claremont Stables in Central Park sometime which would be a lot of fun. I miss riding--I have all my gear up here but it's hard to fit it into my schedule nowadays, and it's not the cheapest sport. Holly and I also talked about women's colleges--she went to Vassar, one of the Seven Sisters which went co-ed in the early '70s, and I went to Mount Holyoke (another Seven Sisters school) my freshman year, and Sweet Briar.

The whole evening was just really nice.

And last night Tesse hosted a seder--her parents, Paula, Jason, Tesse's friend Dee Dee and I all attended. A very interesting meal--there's so much symbolism and history in it. I was fascinated by the plate in the middle of the table with Jewish symbols on it and holders for all the required symbolic foods, like the sweet charoset, the salt water, the herbs, the shank. There seemed to be a lot of reminders of sadness--I've heard that about Jewish holidays, that there are very few unrelievedly joyful holidays (I suppose Purim might be one?). We started off by reading from the program that Tesse has put on each of our chairs, that led us through the prayers and the remembrances. I started thinking about how many thousands of years back in time this meal went--that I was standing with members of a people who go back to before our country was founded, before the Middle Ages, before the birth of Christ. Keep going back farther and farther in time, and you will still find Jews who sat at a table in the spring, and celebrated Passover. Thousands of years ago. It's awe-inspiring. The Jews are the only ancient people that has survived with their culture intact. The Babylonians, the Sumerians, the Phoenicians--they are as Ozymandias, "Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!" fallen by the wayside. The Greeks worship different gods, and the Egyptians speak a different language. Only the Jewish people have lasted. Last night I sat with their descendants.
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Susan and I were talking on the phone last night about the arrangements for tonight. Somehow the story of our first NYC email exchange came up, which goes like this: Susan and I had done many shows together down in Virginia, she as a dancer, I as a singer. Eventually she started getting dance gigs in more exotic locations--I believe she first went to Japan in 1995. I had her address for awhile and somehow lost it amid MY numerous moves (moved in '94, '95, twice in '97, big-ass move in '99 when I accepted the cruise ship gig, THREE TIMES in 2000...). A mutual friend of ours gave me her current email, saying she lived in the city. I emailed her, asking where she was living, and she replied with the subject line DID YOU KNOW YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD VAS TAINTED? (She and I give each other shit about how representative we are of our respective ethnic groups. I am Aryana; she is the classic JP.)

From there the conversation went to the book I read last winter, The Jews of Prime Time, and the parlor game of "Is s/he or isn't s/he?" According to the book, Rachel Green on Friends has not definitively been established as Jewish, although there are clues given that hint at her being so including her name (the book says Green is a classic "ISOIS?" name and of course color names--Rosen, Schwartz, Black--are often Jewish). Which got me to thinking--I wonder if anyone ever wondered that about me? My mother once told me that Grandpa Butch (my dad's dad) sometimes got asked at Princeton, but as far as I know (and we can trace it back pretty far), the Greens have been WASPs forever. I told Susan I'd LOVE that if someone...maybe...wondered...is she or isn't she? I'd love to get some of that attributed ethnicity. I'd kick ass if I had some Russian Jewish blood. I would be strutting all over the city. Hey! I fucking ROCK with my Jewish ancestry!

I won't put down my Northern European, Christian ancestry--I'm proud of that too. But how cool would it be to have something a little different in there?

I think I have the opposite of the Helsinki syndrome. But I love my name now.
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I'm reading a book right now called The Jews of Primetime by David Zurawik, about how Jews have been represented, by Jews (since there is a huge Jewish presence on the executives of network TV) and how they employed self-censorship either to supress Jewish themes or simplify them to easy jokes based on stereotypes. The secondary theme of this is the "self-hating Jew"--are the Jews of TV self-hating because they can mine their culture for humor turned inward, or is this healthy? So far I've read through the sections on Rhoda, Friends, Will and Grace and Seinfeld, the latter of which was originally passed on by Brandon Tarkitoff (Jewish) who thought the show was "too New York, too Jewish." The whole book is very interesting.

Last week I skipped through Queen Noor's autobiography, A Leap of Faith. Interesting but really one-sided re: the Arab-Israeli conflict. She just keeps hammering home this theme of Israeli aggression and ignoring or trivializing Arab on Jewish violence--suicide bombers aren't mentioned at all, Munich '72 rates a barely passing reference. The constant putdowns of Israeli media are annoying and unnecessary--eg., she's talking about a heart incident her husband had--"typically, Israeli radio kept saying he'd had a heart attack." Whatthefuckever, LISA. (She talks about her giving her mother "license" to mistakenly call her "Lisa" after she'd been renamed "Noor" in the wake of her marriage, conversion to Islam, and ascension to the throne. But after awhile she demanded to be called "Noor." Jeez--that woman carried you for nine months and bore you. I think she can call you pretty much whatever she wants.) The most interesting part is when she talks about the Palestinian uprising in the early '70s, when Palestinian terrorists tried to overthrow the government. Very very interesting account, and she wasn't even there yet--she heard the story from other members of the royal family.

One part that annoyed me especially was when she's talking about the Six Day War, and how Israel won because of their superior arms buildup and equipment, but really, Jordan had the better soldiers--better-trained, "more courageous." Wow, LISA. Israel must have tanks capable of driving themselves and planes capable of flying themselves if one tiny country can beat THREE others, SURROUNDING them. Get over it, LISA--you lost. Israel played you and Syria and Egypt and won. And yes, sorry, they did indeed have much better soldiers. They kicked your asses up and down the Arabian peninsula.

There's a line in Florence King's book Southern Ladies and Gentlemen where she talks about the impact the Six-Day War had on Southern good ol' boy sensibilities--"I doubt if the world has ever seen such a rapid cease-fire in anti-Semitism. I heard boy after good ol' boy say things like 'By dern, them Jew boys shore can fight!' One man I knew seriously recommended Congress pass a law giving Moshe Dayan US citizenship, and make him Secretary of Defense. His reasoning: 'That one-eyed bastid would wipe anyone off the map whut gave us trouble.'"
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The Shakespeare showcase is tonight. Duncan, Jason and Paula will be there--yay! There's a champagne reception afterward and then I'm sure we'll get something to eat nearby. I love performing in the Village; I feel very close to the spirit of my grandmother.

Julie said last night that she wants to do The Last Night of Ballyhoo, which is fantastic. I'll be playing Sunny and I think Julie wants to play Boo. I really like this play. I seem to be drawn to what are generally regarded lesser plays by great playwrights--for example, I passionately love The Crucible, which is not considered the great work that Death of a Salesman. Uhry's work is so interesting--who would've thought a whole body of work (Ballyhoo, Driving Miss Daisy, Parade) could be written about Jews in the South? Who even knew they existed? I love Judaism and have Jewish relatives, and even I didn't know there were so many Southern Jews.

I was talking with someone at work today who's Jewish about how very assimilated the family is in Ballyhoo. I couldn't understand how people who self-identify as Jewish could not know what Pesach is, or its attendant traditions. Sunny has a line, talking about the big party--"Ballyhoo is asinine. It's a bunch of dressed-up Jews sitting around, wishing they could kiss their elbows and turn into Episcopalians." And I wonder, why can't they? It's your belief system that makes you an Episcopalian (not a WASP--that's a certain kind of Episcopalian), not your ethnicity. But Katie said being Jewish is more than a belief system, it's a culture which I get but isn't all the cultural baggage attached to the religion? If these people don't really know what Pesach is, they probably don't cook much kugel or gefilte fish. Or maybe they do--the whole mindset is just amazing to me. I think a lot of it can be explained by the time and the place. Even now the South is very conformist, and the '30s were so much more so, even in a sinister way. Even other Christians such as Roman Catholics stick out in the South (read Pat Conroy for more on this) and Episcopalians--well, they don't exactly stick out but they're not the mainstream the way hardcore Protestants are. (Virginia and New Orleans are the exceptions to this--RCs are very prevalent in NO, and Virginia is Hunt Country USA.)

Such a cool play. I'm really happy we're doing it.
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Despicable.

Way to murder a baby there, Anonymous Oh-So-Brave Palestinian. Way to target not only civilians, but civilians celebrating one of their most solemn holidays. Have fun in Hell. Hope you brought your flipflops.

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