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...There's lots to love about Encores!, which has found its ideal home on 55th Street in the Moorish architecture of the City Center built by Fiorello LaGuardia to give a home to popular culture at popular prices. (Hence the aptness of the first-ever Encores! show, "Fiorello!") I admire the catholicity of the series, which has spanned six decades of shows in styles from musical comedy and drama to operetta ("New Moon") and tribal love rock ("Hair"). I applaud the whirlwind schedule of each production (first rehearsal to closing night in two weeks flat). I'm won over...
...play "Broadway," opened on his 100th birthday - either wrote the book for, or originally directed or produced (sometimes all three), eight of the shows revived at City Center: "The Boys from Syracuse," "Pal Joey," "Out of This World," "Call Me Madam," "Wonderful Town," "The Pajama Game," "Fiorello!" and "Tenderloin." He also directed the 1926 play "Chicago," whose musical version would become Encores!' biggest hit when it transferred to Broadway in 1996 (3,163 performances by this weekend). Abbott's shows were renowned for their verve, clarity and spot-on professionalism, qualities that live on brilliantly in the Encores! stagings...
Summers laughed off the question, quoting Fiorello LaGuardia, a former New York mayor, saying, "When I screw up, it's a whopper," adding that he meant to visit Boston as well...
...forehead. I made a checklist in my head-I'm not limber enough for yoga (plus I think some positions should only be practiced in, well, whatever), I can't speak French, my Spanish has degenerated into grade-A Spanglish, and I only know the words "caprese" and "fiorello" in Italian. Art history always profoundly befuddled me, I confuse gothic and Romanesque architecture, my brother constantly accuses of me not only of being uncultured but also tasteless, I'm always behind a season when it comes to style, and last but not least, wine gives me a thunderous headache...
...forehead. I made a checklist in my head -I'm not limber enough for yoga (plus I think some positions should only be practiced in, well, whatever), I can't speak French, my Spanish has degenerated into grade-A Spanglish, and I only know the words "caprese" and "fiorello" in Italian. Art history always profoundly befuddled me, I confuse gothic and Romanesque architecture, my brother constantly accuses of me not only of being uncultured but also tasteless, I'm always behind a season when it comes to style, and last but not least, wine gives me a thunderous headache...