Post by JH4HJ on May 31, 2012 14:04:05 GMT -5
I didn't know about the OZalots, or The Red Board "way back when" - but I did have the thrill of attending three Broadway performances of The Boy From OZ, just before the show closed in September 2004.
The Tuesday night show (my "virgin" experience) was KILLER - to put it mildly. I was sitting in the second or third row on the left aisle. When "Peter" was talking about losing Greg he was standing right in front of me. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. Hugh/Peter was looking right in my eyes when he said, "What's a boy to do?" Then he took a beat, patted his chest, and said it again. It wasn't until I saw the show again the next day that I realized he didn't always repeat that line. It was my first experience of Hugh on stage, and already I had my own "personal" connection. How could I not love this man who brought my own dear Peter so vividly back to life for me?
These are the Show Reports posted for those performances:
[mamaleh - apparently, you were at one of the shows I saw!]
The Tuesday night show (my "virgin" experience) was KILLER - to put it mildly. I was sitting in the second or third row on the left aisle. When "Peter" was talking about losing Greg he was standing right in front of me. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. Hugh/Peter was looking right in my eyes when he said, "What's a boy to do?" Then he took a beat, patted his chest, and said it again. It wasn't until I saw the show again the next day that I realized he didn't always repeat that line. It was my first experience of Hugh on stage, and already I had my own "personal" connection. How could I not love this man who brought my own dear Peter so vividly back to life for me?
These are the Show Reports posted for those performances:
[mamaleh - apparently, you were at one of the shows I saw!]
Show: September 7, 2004 - evening
Poster: TheYankeeChick
As mentioned in a previous post, tonight was my last visit to Oz (sniff sniff.) I have only been five times, which to any other theatre-goer is a tremendous amount, but to many Ozalots on this board is the average number of times they go in a week, but each one of my five times was better than the next, and tonight surpassed them all!
Instead of starting this post with my pre-show stage door visit, I'll fill in all the details (the ones I can remember clearly since I was in my usual Hugh-daze) of tonight's show. All the Lives of Me was fantastic, as usual. I will miss that anticipation of seeing the white towel through the darkness of the theatre make its way to the piano, and then the lights coming up and Hugh, in all his handsome glory, sitting there beaming. What a way to start!
During When I get My Name in Lights, it looked like Mitchell was nearly going to fall off the piano when he was doing his turns at one point, but that kid is a pro, even at 12, and managed to keep his balance and composure (although you could detect a wobble in his voice for that brief moment. I was so nervous for him!)
The late-comer was Jason, who just got back from Iraq two days ago (he flies helicopters for the Air Force.) He was very vocal and Hugh really took his time talking to him and his "friends of family." The other times I have seen the show, he always kept the late-comer schtick fairly brief, but tonight's seemed to go on for a few minutes. I thought it was going to turn into another "Bi-Coastal" moment! (I don't know if I could handle two of those in one show! LOL)
Stephanie and Isabel were wonderful, as usual, although both seemed much more quiet than usual. Normally I am always amazed at how powerful both their voices are, but tonight, they seemed allot more toned down. Nonetheless, they are truly talented women and will continue with great success in theatre after this wonderful journey is over Sunday.
The "Bi-Coastal" victim was Jason, the helicopter pilot. He was there with his girlfriend of 8 months (6 of those months he was deployed to Iraq.) So of course Hugh was teasing them about how they have been dating for so long, yet not seen each other for most of their relationship. Then he asked her (Marion) the usual "Have you been dancing with him yet?" Jason was actually quite a willing participant and went down to the front row and whipped off his suit jacket. Hugh then removed the leopard print shirt (sigh) and did the whole "humping with the shirt between my legs" sexy move that he does. It was a cute Bi-Coastal and at the end Jason got a standing ovation when he said that he was returning to Iraq in 10 days. Hugh made some kind of comment about him being in the army and coming to a Peter Allen concert and how he would like to "de-brief" Jason. In all, it was very funny and as always, sexy!
OBIG was moving, as always. Hugh seems to be on that adrenaline kick that many thought he would get during this final (sob) week. When I saw the show two weeks ago, he seemed more tired then than he did tonight. I suppose with only 7 left, he is putting all that he has into each one.
The show, like everyone I had seen before, was fantastic, to say the least, but it was my stage door experience tonight that made this bittersweet finale so grand for me.
I arrived at the stage door at 5 minutes to 4, thinking that I would be one of the first people in line, since when I went two weeks ago at 5pm, there were only about 4 people there before me. Well, I guess I underestimated how many people would be available on a Tuesday afternoon because by 4pm, all the "front row" spots along the barricade were taken. Kevin was there, and recognized me from two weeks ago, and gave me a hug and kiss. (I feel the need to interject here that he is such a gracious man. I know that he can seem like a toughie sometimes, especially when people try to take advantage of Hugh's generosity and time, but really, Kevin is awesome and funny as hell, and if he ever reads this board, I hope he comes to visit me in Jersey sometime!) About 30 seconds after I found my spot along the barricade, Deb from Saratoga arrived. I had never met her before today, but I can tell you now, I think I made a friend for life this afternoon. By the time Hugh finally arrived in his black SUV three hours later, we had shared our life stories, along with precious Hugh Jackman moments. (Deb, thank you so much for making three hours fly by! I hope my "pearls of wisdom" helped shed some light!)
During our conversation, I had mentioned that my goal for that afternoon (actually, my goal in life) was to get a hug from Hugh. I told Deb how it was my last show tonight and that I unfortunately could not even get back to the stage door this week because of my work schedule, and that all I wanted, more than an autograph, more than anything, was a hug from Hugh, but I was too scared to ask for one. Not just because I didn't want to seem pushy, asking for a hug, but because I physically could not speak whenever I was in the same proximity as him. All I could do was stare and shake. So Deb, bless her heart, said that she would ask for me, if I couldn't.
So, the time finally comes, and the black SUV pulls up to the curb and Hugh gets out of the car. Sadly, I cannot even remember what he was wearing because whenever I see him, all I can do is fixate on his eyes - those amazingly green eyes! He was talking with one lucky woman who got to wait by the door for him for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only 1 minute, and then he started to make his way down the barricade towards me. For whatever reason, Kevin had taken a liking to me and Deb that afternoon, and knew both of our names, so as Hugh got closer, with Kev in tow, Deb yelled out (thank god for her voice when mine wouldn't work) "Hey Kev, Jackie is too scared to ask for a hug." To which Kev replies "Jackie's too scared?" And then, the crowning moment of my young life, HUGH goes "Who's Jackie?" At this point he is right in front of me and looking straight at me with those green eyes. I am slowly dying inside (ok, slight exaggeration, but it felt as if my insides were melting) and I barely got out "I'm Jackie." So he reached out, said something to the effect of "Hello love," (I had lost all faculty of senses at this point, so I really couldn't make out what he said) and hugged me!!! This would have been enough for me, I mean, he said my name (yes, my name was uttered from those heavenly lips) and he hugged me. But, to top it off and make my final trip to Oz the most wonderful of all, he kissed me on the cheek. Simple, soft, and all too quick, but a peck that will last me a lifetime! I was on cloud nine, and still am, and probably will be for quite some time. I know that many of you have probably received hugs and kisses before, maybe even several times, but it meant so much to me, on my last visit to the show, that I was able to get that from someone that I admire so much.
So, to Deb from Saratoga, my voice, thank you. To Kevin at the stage door who made me laugh for three hours this afternoon and inadvertently introduced me to Hugh, thank you. To the readers of this post who shared in my most treasured moment, thank you. To the cast and crew of The Boy From Oz who worked so hard for so long to bring us so much joy, thank you. And lastly, to Hugh, for inspiring, entertaining, and truly adoring his fans, and for teaching us that "If we are going to live, LIVE," thank you. It IS such a wonderful world of Oz, and although I will miss it, the memories will surely last a lifetime.
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Show: September 7, 2004 - evening
Poster: Mamaleh/Ellen
Good show report!
I was there, too, and you summed up the hijinks with Jason very well. That was indeed the closest I have ever seen Mitchel come to falling off the piano. His foot definitely extended beyond its border and he did wobble precariously for a split second. My heart was in my mouth (my motherly instinct, no doubt), but I was relieved to see him regain his balance.
Another difference: I had never before heard Hugh/Peter say "If you're gonna live, you live." I didn't know if the extra "you" slipped in inadvertently, or whether he just added it for emphasis. Perhaps he's throwing in things he's always wanted to say now that the run is in its last week. Interesting, though.
That was probably my last show until Sept. 12's. A good, solid one but nothing wildly outlandish.
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Show: September 8, 2004 - matinee
Poster: showchick
Wednesday was a rainy day in NYC, but the sun was shining bright inside the Imperial Theater! The matinee show opened with a loud ovation at the sight of Hugh entering the stage in the dark. I have found the audiences much more vocal and appreciative as the clock is winding down to the final performance.
The first latecomer was a woman in the left orchestra. When Peter asked her why she was late, she replied that she came late purposely to talk to him. I don't know if she was kidding, but he didn't spend any more time with her and moved onto someone he saw coming in at the back of the center-right orchestra. David was sitting too far back in orchestra for the spotlight to reach him, so Peter had him come down to the end of the aisle for a look-see and lots of flirtation. It turned out that David is from Sydney which delighted Peter to no end. Further interrogation revealed that David is a trader (which resulted in Peter falling onto the floor in a large sigh). At first, there was a little confusion as to David's sexual orientation, with Peter getting a notepad from Patrick (the conductor) and scribbling down David's phone number in Sydney, while telling the audience that no one should call David themselves. Soon we found out that David is actually a newlywed and his wife was at the show with him (more about that later). David also gave Peter his business card, which he promptly placed inside his pants. Finally, Peter sent David back to his seat and called out Mark (Dressah) to help him get the card out of his pants. He scolded Mark, saying that Mark was backstage programming David's number into his mobile phone. Of course, the audience was hysterical throughout.
Back to the show....the first act was marvelous as always. PJ was in for Mitchel, but everyone else was there. I've noticed during the past couple of shows that people audibly gasp when they see Isabel as Judy Garland. My mother had a priceless look on her face.....like she was seeing the real Judy reincarnated on stage before her eyes. When Stephanie arrived on stage as Liza, my mother commented to me that "she even SOUNDS like her", almost as if she was surprised. During intermission, one of the ladies behind us was telling her friend that the second act is "even better". My mother commented on how the first act was so good, she couldn't believe it could get better, which of course we all know it did!
The "Bi-Coastal" victims were Link and his wife (Lynette?), married 49 years. Peter made Link stand up and show off his suit, stating that this is the way to dress for the theater. Link kept trying to sit down while Peter chatted with Lynette, but you all know how that goes. Soon we had Link and Lynette dancing to Cole Porter (their favorite music). Peter then had the band play a sexier song and told Link to follow his moves. Peter took off the leopard shirt and started swinging it over his head, telling Link to do the same. Link took off his jacket and Lynette took it from him and placed it neatly on the seat. Peter loved this and scolded Lynette for cleaning up after Link. He made Link pick up the jacket and swing it over his head, all while dancing with Lynette. Then Peter had him take the jacket and place it around Lynette's waist, performing a bump-and-grind motion. It was hysterical. They were really good sports.
As he was getting ready to finish up "Bi-Coastal," he realized that he hadn't checked on David (the latecomer). He asked David if his wife was with him and asked her to come down to the front. She walked down and Peter commented on how cute she was and then proceeded to give her a kiss on the lips. I thought the girl was going to faint. She gave an "Oh My God" look to the audience before she went back to her seat.
The usual wave to royal boxes....but no opening of the pants today. (Boo hoo!)
The rest of the second act was beautiful. I find that I cry more often...perhaps knowing that the end is near is at the back of my mind. OBIG resulted in a loud and long ovation and Rio was exciting as always. At the very end during the bows, I noticed some cast members pointing to the royal boxes on the right. The people had donned red satin capes and full masks. It was hard for me to see, but I think they were dressed as the royal family. Please correct me if I'm wrong. If that was the case, VERY clever and done at the appropriate moment, without distracting from the show. Good for you....whoever you were!
The towel was thrown in the direction of David, but got hung up on the front mezz lights (I think). I'm not sure if anyone actually got it, but Hugh pointed to David when he saw it didn't make it to him. It was obvious that the towel was meant for David. I hope he was able to eventually get it and meet Hugh afterward.
After the show, I was waiting with my mother in the restroom line and the lady in front of her said that she couldn't understand why people would see the show more than once, but now she does. I just looked at my mother and said "See? I'm not nuts!". I think now they do "get it" and understand why I am enjoying this show so much.
I'll be at both shows on Saturday and the final on Sunday. I have a feeling I'm going to need lots of tissues and will be wearing waterproof mascara!
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Show: September 8, 2004 - matinee
Poster: Hughdacris
Great show report, Karen. Thanks.
I was there as well and I can answer your question about the towel. As I was exiting my seat in the front row mezz, the lighting lady came through and slid open the door access to those lights and retrieved the towel. A woman offered her $20 for it but she said no, she works there and had to turn it in.
As for the shenanigans in the right box -- it was a group of Ozalots and they were all decked out during Bi-Coastal, hoping of course that Peter would look their way. If Stephanie Block hadn't pointed to them at the end of the curtain call, Hugh would never have noticed. On purpose perhaps....
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Show: September 8, 2004 - matinee & evening
Poster: RockiMtnHi
I am apologizing in advance for the length of this posting.
Yes I was there for both the Matinee and Evening performances on 9/8. Showchick did a great job on the matinee "Show Report" and although I am also from Denver and was at the stage door, I was not one of the Royals in the box seats. I was in AA104 next to ValleyGirl (Leslie) and her Mom as well as the lovely Liz who was nice enough to sell me my matinee ticket so I could do a double header on my only trip to OZ. Thank you Liz. I also kept my eyes on the gold pants but nothing happened.
Did the stage door thing on 9/7 and arrived about 4:00 p.m. and with the exception of two women who took up almost all of the front barricade, everyone was absolutely wonderful. M & M (I promised you two I would not use your names but you know who you are) were so nice to me and really made me feel welcome. Kirsten, Linda and Lois, thanks for making it a great time. Since I had come sans a camera or anything to have signed, Kevin went in and got several playbills for those of us who needed them. That man should do standup comedy. Unfortunately since I had tickets to Wicked, I had to leave before his Hughness arrived but was advised by the pros to come back after Wicked ended and before TBFO let out to try for an autograph then. Wicked was great, by the way. Arrived back at the stage door at 10:15 and talked to Song Girl who told me about her "Bi-Coastal" moment and running barefoot across Times Square for chocolate during an intermission - only another chocoholic could relate. She pulled me right up next to her at the front of the barricade and showed me how to hold my program to get it signed, she was having her maracas (sp) signed. I wasn't prepared for the volume of people when the show let out; it was overwhelming. There was a man behind me that was so close I had to tell him we didn't know each other well enough for him to be that up close and personal. Security walked Matthew Broderick in to see Hugh and when Hugh finally came out, I actually did get his signature. Although I didn't have a Hugh moment, we didn't talk or make eye contact, it was great to see him in person, I probably would have been speechless anyway. I did hear him say something to Song Girl about chocolate. I was surprised at how thin and gaunt he looked but can only assume that is from doing the show 8 times a week for a year.
Did the stage door again on 9/8 before the matinee and again met some wonderful people and some of the same ones as the day before. Since it was raining, there weren't that many there and I came at 12:45 which was right before he arrived. Thanks to the nice girl who climbed up on the hydrant things and took pictures for me. Again M & M, Linda, Kirsten and the nice guy who was with his Mom and Sister from PA just to take pictures for them. I was lucky enough to get my CD signed too. We all shared our umbrellas and I am so happy to report there were no stage door horror stories at all in my 3 times there.
Lovely Liz took me for drinks after the matinee at the Marriott and saw me safely back in time to catch the evening performance.
9/8 evening performance started with an extremely enthusiastic audience, you could just feel the excitement building. I realize now why so many of you see it over and over again. There were a few changes from the matinee, just little things which is what makes theatre so different from film. No performance is exactly like any other.
The latecomer was Christine from Kansas who was behind me in the 2nd row. She said her Mom had treated her to the trip for her birthday and he was her birthday present so Hugh said, "I'm your birthday present?" and she said yes. He said they could discuss it later and laughed. He asked her if that was her Mom next to her and when she said yes, he asked why Mom was on time but she was late? She said she is always late for everything and he wished her a happy birthday.
Now I don't know about any of you but if my mother had treated me to a trip to NY and a play, you know what would freeze over before she would have let me be late unless it was to get to talk to Hugh. Personally I thought it was slightly contrived and she had it planned in which case - Congratulations Christine, it worked.
There was a huge ovation for Mitchel (what an incredible entertainer) at the end of the "Lights" number and since P.J. had performed in the matinee I was glad I got to see both of them. They are both so talented but Mitchel is absolutely fantastic.
The "Bi-Coastal"s were Roy and Warren from New Jersey. Their wives were with them but didn't dance. Roy was a chauffeur and Warren was in home improvement. There was some interaction and light hearted banter and both of them danced around a bit. When Hugh/Peter said, "Can I be Frank?" a guy further back in the audience said, "Yeah I'm Frank," and this really cracked Peter up. He then said he had a friend here tonight (Brian, David, I can't remember) and asked for a spotlight and for him to stand up, which he did and everyone clapped. Later on in the show he stopped and we all sang happy birthday to Christine and his friend.
He acknowledged the box and asked them to quit talking and to pay attention that there was a coat room and for a dollar they could check the coat that was hanging over the railing. I kept my eyes on the gold pants and he did unbutton them, oh my!
As all of you know, the rest of the show was fabulous. Enthusiastic clapping for "Quiet Please," and a long standing ovation after OBIG, I cried - it was just so touching. The towel went to his friend in the middle orchestra but I didn't see if he got it. Hugh Jackman is nothing short of extraordinary. I really get it now. I'm sorry I waited till so late to do this but I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
My 2 days in OZ - Wicked and OZ and Hugh, oh my!
Deborah in Denver
P.S. I was told by M & M that by Thursday morning I would be trying to figure out a way to stay and see it again. I have to admit, you were right!