|Tales of the City, Kaufmann-Style
||[Aug. 26th, 2006|01:32 am]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
Tonight was my friend's cabaret show, called "What You Don't Know About Women...And Should Never Ask". While I can't say I learned anything new about women, per se, I did learn that seeing an ex-girlfriend strip down to red, tassled pasties on stage is an indescribable experience. She managed to make them spin in opposite directions like Belushi with his bee antennae. A whole gaggle of her coworkers were in the audience -- I'm thinking Monday morning will either be a bit awkward or she'll find herself crowned Queen of the Office.
It was her first public singing gig (outside of the occasional karaoke), and she did a great job. The four other singers were excellent, too -- there was a nice mix of torch songs and showtunes -- but my friend was the only one to go that extra step into burlesque. Now she's thinking of hitting the burlesque circuit, which I think is a grand idea.
Also, right outside the Doubletree Hotel in Times Square, I saw a man in a full-body Spider-Man costume charging people money to take pictures with him. Then a drunk, middle-aged guy carrying flowers sang a duet of "Lean on Me" with a homeless guy on the F train.
Don't you wish you lived in New York City?