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 October 6, 1997 - #3
 
 Happy October everyone. My stomach is growling, isn't that annoying?  
	I hate when that happens. Especially in public. People look at
	you as if you were a fetid wart. But enough about me.
 
	There are currently two new musicals previewing on Broadway. There
	have been many posts about both on various newsgroups, and the reports
	vary wildly. According to some, Side Show is a magnificent work 
	of art, brilliant beyond belief and a major new American musical 
	which will give Ragtime a run for its money.  According to 
	others, it's a floating turd with lousy sets, awful lyrics and 
	servicable to good music.  The consensus on the cast is very 
	positive, with glowing reports for Alice Ripley and Emily Skinner 
	as the Hilton Sisters.  Who is right?  Well, only time, critics 
	and audience reaction will tell.  The other show is 
	Triumph of Love, which is getting very mixed reaction, too.  
	There are many backstage machinations going on, which is making it 
	none too pleasant for some of the cast.  Again, only time will tell.   
	 
	Last week I said to stay tuned for information as to who The Real A is.
	Well, I just happen to have a lyric all about The Real A sitting right
	here. And it just happens to fit the tune of You Must Meet My Wife. 
	What a coincidence! And it goes something like this:
	 
 
	
	A male or a female?The Real A plays fair.
 The Real A could be a she-male,
 But let's not go there.
 The answer to the query: who might I be?
 The Real A is me!
 	
	The Real A's a human,The Real A's a snot.
 The Real A looks like Paul Newman,
 Well, sort of...well, NOT!
 I think with all these clues you'd have to agree;
 The Real A is Really Me.
 
 	
	Some think that I am full of ego,Full of other things I can't say here.
 Would you be sad if you saw me go,
 Well, I'm here and I'm crowing, I'm going to
 Stay here!
 
 	
	The Real A is charming,The Real A is nuts!
 The Real A can be disarming,
 Or be quite a putz.
 When all is said and done the one I must be...
 The Real A? Quite simply: Me.
 Hope that takes care of that!  Well, you won't believe it, but the feud
	continues!  That's right, the songwriting war between Steve and Sir
	Andrew is waging.  Salvos have been fired.  First Steve wrote:
 
   	
	Somebody force him to stop,Somebody give him a clue.
 Somebody shoot up a flare
 And tell him it's true
 And, make him aware
 Of being a hack...
 Being a hack...
 
 	
	Somebody take him away,Somebody tell him he bites.
 Somebody shout to the crowd,
 And put it in lights,
 And yell it out loud
 He's being a hack...
 Being a hack...
 
 	
	Okay, he's rich,What they prefer.
 Ain't life a bitch,
 Plus he's a "Sir"!
 But the Sir's
 Not a Sir
 Just a hack!
 
 	
	Somebody get me a gun,Somebody please pull the plug!
 Somebody take Cats away,
 And close up the RUG,
 And then make him pay
 For being a hack...
 Being a hack...
 BEING A HACK!
 
 Then wouldn't you know it, Andrew fired back:
 
 
	No more talk of Sondheim,I've had it up to here.
 Your songs? Strictly from hunger,
 I'm better and I'm younger.
 So, say you'll stop that noise you call composing,
 Say you'll spare us the cacophony.
 Save the inner rhymes cause no one's
 listening...
 Please put Wise Guys in the loo,
 Stephen, that's all I ask of you.
 
 My God, when will it all stop???  They're both so damnably clever.
	Still, I can't imagine there'd be more to say on the subject, 
	but you never know. These two boys are volatile!
 
 
 I had occasion to recently listen to various versions of 
	Follies (The Real A's favorite Sondheim show), which was 
	fascinating. They all have interesting moments, but after hearing 
	them all, I'm convinced we don't have a definitive Follies 
	recording. That said, I still feel the OBC, as truncated as 
	it is, is still the best bet, performance-wise. To hear Dorothy 
	Collins sing Don't Look At Me, In Buddy's Eyes, Too Many Mornings, 
	and Losing My Mind is as good as it gets. She is so heartbreaking, 
	and her voice is so perfect for those songs.  Considering that 
	prior to Follies, she hadn't done much acting, the performance is 
	all the more amazing. A long way from Your Hit Parade. Alexis Smith 
	is wonderfully caustic, Gene Nelson is terrific as is John McMartin. 
	The rest of the cast is fantastic, and I have a special place in my 
	heart for Ethel Shutta's Broadway Baby. Oh, if only they'd recorded 
	this complete. Buy it anyway, it's the one to own.
 In my initial column I promised recipes, so here's one you'll enjoy.
	It's really inexpensive and very filling. Even though it will 
	sound like something you wouldn't give to your pet, trust The Real 
	A... It's delicious.  My stomach's growling just thinking about it:
 The Real A's Wacky Noodles
 
	1 pound wide egg noodles1 pint (8oz.) sour cream
 1 can cream of mushroom soup
 Minced dried onions
 2 tbspns ketchup
 1 cup milk
 salt and pepper
 
 	
	Boil the noodles, drain and put back in the pot.  Add soup, a generous
	helping of minced dried onions, the milk and salt and pepper to taste.
	Mix together, then heat.  Add the ketchup.  Continue heating. (The
	ketchup is a flavor thing, you may want to add a bit more than the 2
	tbspns).  Stir every now and then.  When it's hot, add the sour cream
	and continue heating for another two or three minutes, always stirring
	(otherwise noodles will stick to the bottom of the pot and you DON'T
	want that - it's yucky).  Turn the heat off, add more salt to taste and
	chow down you lucky eaters.  Oh, now look, I've started to drool.
	I'm going to have to make me a batch as soon as I finish writing this
	column...
	 
 
 Letters... We Get Letters...
 
 
	Not many questions this week. Paul notes that Premiere 
	Magazine reports that Tim Burton is considering Sweeney Todd 
	as his next film project.  Yes, it would be the film version of the 
	Sondheim musical, and no, it won't be happening any time soon.  
	Burton optioned the musical years ago and he's always announcing 
	that it might be his next project, and it never is.  I happen to 
	think Sweeney would work well as a film, but I don't know 
	that Tim Burton would be the best director for it.  The other 
	Sondheim musical that's been optioned for years is Into The 
	Woods, which was to be directed by Penny Marshall (and 
	then Robert Minkoff). It appears that it's totally dead at this 
	time. All of this information and up to the minute news can be 
	found at This Just In!
	 
	CDebussy challenged The Real A with a puzzler:  
	
	 
 
	What James Goldman play never produced in the USA on stage but
	made into a film, captured Sondheim's enthusiasm for musicalization?  
	 My guess would be They Might Be Giants.
 
	Last week's trivia question was answered correctly by only two people,
	Richard Jensen and Patrick Brassell. The William Goldman 
	novel turned
	unfilmed screenplay was The Thing Of It Is...  The song Sondheim wrote
	for the screenplay was No, Mary Ann, and can be heard on the Unsung
	Sondheim album, sung by Jason Graae.
	 	
	Here's this week's trivia question:
	 	
	Sondheim has written both incidental music and songs for straight plays
	i.e. The Girls Of Summer or Invitation To A March.  Sondheim wrote a
	song for a straight play for which he only provided the music, 
	not the lyrics.  Name the play and the author.
	 	
	Can you believe it?  My stomach is still gurgling.  It sounds like a
	subway station.  Oh, well, better go make some Wacky Noodles, that'll
	take care of it in no time.
	 
	Send all guesses to me at 
	real@sondheim.com. And keep those cards and letters coming!
	If you have any question or comments having anything to do remotely 
	with Sondheim, his musicals, Broadway, or want to tell me how your
	noodles are doing, drop me a line!
	 Until next week, I am, as I ever was, and ever shall be...
 Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours.
 
  
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