Betty Buckley @ Feinstein's (again)

So! Last week was fun, huh? And crabby. The long story is really very long, but the short story is it's over (which thankfully averts an even longer story), so let's celebrate! Champagne dreams and caviar wishes to you all. For me, it's pancakes and a side of pork; don't worry, I'm not choosy, any pig will do.

Anyhow (you were hoping for an "anyway," but I am switching things up), from the look of this photo you would think I'd gotten plastered before the show, which both fortunately and unfortunately would not be true. I was only having trouble standing while holding things; it happens all the time.

Let's turned out to be one of them audience request shows, which would have been nicer if we'd known about it in advance (poor line management) and actually been given the opportunity to request something, because naturally I had many requests (like "Sing 'Meadowlark'!" which luckily was covered elsewhere). But maybe the deck was stacked anyway, who knows. She sang "He Plays the Violin" from "1776," and a medley of two Sondheims mixed with a number from notorious Broadway flop "Carrie," which is a fabulous combo that probably doesn't happen all that often anywhere else in the world ("Stay with Me / Children and Art / When There's No One"). Apparently both "Stay with Me" and "Meadowlark" were written expressly for her, the latter being a bone of contention with one PATTI LUPONE, who makes the same claim, having originated the role of said bird lover in notorious flop "The Baker's Wife" which never even made it to Broadway (and which had earlier been promised to Betty). Confusing! I'm not sure who I would take in that fight. She said Patti told her they were both too old to sing it anymore anyway, which I noticed hasn't stopped either one of them from doing it. Which is why I love them both.

Oh. She also sang two of those crazy hits from "Sunset Boulevard," along with that cat song from "Cats," and I sat positively beside myself with joy.