Category Archives: barbershop singing

Watching somebody else

In 1967, I played Harold Hill in The Music Man. Soon after, I heard movie star Van Johnson (live in Montreal), who had just played it on the road, call Harold Hill the Hamlet of musical theatre roles. I would tend to agree with that assessment; it sure was a challenge. Many years later, I am in the show’s Quartet, watching someone else perform the role. A perspective through the passage of years. (#1104) Continue reading

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concupiscible

NaPoWriMo day 28: we went out after barbershop practice tonight, for a beer. (#1079) Continue reading

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inside the music

Our quartet, Acapellics Anonymous performed in the show tonight, to great applause. (#944) Continue reading

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