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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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Circling the Moon

I invoke the spirit of Jack Wright whose light was the heart of our theatre Rosamund Laberge who awoke the strings in our children Berenice Dickson who created our dancers for a dime each week Rose Stephens who made theatre … Continue reading

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