From 2008:
To Broadway after dinner for a press preview of Gypsy, where I run into Chris Jones, my opposite number at the Chicago Tribune, who is in town for Gypsy and In the Heights. I quiz him about what shows I should see when Mrs. T and I come to Chicago in June. Then I spot my companion for the evening, escort her into the St. James Theatre, and discover that our seats are five rows from the stage, meaning that listening to Patti LuPone sing “Rose’s Turn” feels like sitting in a wind tunnel.
“You know what Gypsy is?” my friend says as we file out of the theater three hours later. “It’s the Platonic ideal of the golden-age Broadway musical.”
“Can I steal that?” I ask.
“I want points,” she replies….
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