Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Mister First Nighter Checks In

I just saw, for the first time, singer Marilyn Maye perform "live," here in Hollywood. For once, I am (near) speechless. Run don't walk is just about all I can say except for. . . WOW! And, also, that the audience skewed much younger than I'd expected. Talked to her after the show. As nice a person as she is a great performer.

It's like if Judy Garland hadn't been a beta-alcoholic and a major manic depressive and had honed her art for eighty years, and was just a tad hipper, she'd have been Marilyn Maye. Sorta. Kinda.

And Ms. Maye's band, headed by Tedd Firth, t'ain't too shabby either. She's higher energy than anything you've ever seen on American Idol (assuming that you partake of that weekly dose of Kulture Kriminalism), except mit talent. I'll have what she's having.

Going to fall into the arms of Morpheus now.

Bel dormir,

Dr. C.

1 comment:

Kevin said...

Some years back, I discovered a record store that had a huge stock of still sealed 1960's RCA Victor albums for $1 each. I got Marilyn's complete collection. That was a treasure.