Tout gai!
New York City Opera’s latest mailing invites the gays to “Learn to French!”
For “Boys’ Night at L’Étoile” (Friday, March 26 at 8pm), you and your sister flamers are encouraged to
Join fellow opera queens and cultural gays for a fabulous night of drinks, light fare, incredible entertainment, and French connections. The Juilliard-trained opera singer and drag performer Shequida serves as Mistress of Ceremonies, guaranteed to make you say “ooh la la” as she shows off her five-octave range with opera selections and pop hits.
If they really want to sell tickets to this, they should have the guys from their recent production of Don Giovanni dance naked on tables in the lobby during intermission.
With those voices, that’s about all they’re good for.
Excellent suggestion #!. For the unsuspecting tourist attending the EX-NY-State- Theater, this Frenching soirée might be similar to the Griswolds or an unsuspecting Amish family with reservations at a hotel arriving only to discover that the place was teaming with attendees of MAL or IML.
They could give the dancers viagra and sell poppers in the gift shop too.
just make sure the poppers are brand new. though with the current budget crunch i doubt they have enough bucks for that too
ooh la la – this video goes really well with the Brahms b flat string sextet for some reason!
So far,the west coast opera companies have not sunk to this level of promotion. I mean, please….
Does Kathy Griffin know that NYCO is co-opting “gays”?
And why isn’t Dorothy Bishop, with her own formidable range, hosting this?
Promising ‘french connections’…… ! What are they really supposed to be? If they want to be in the trendy forefront, why doesn’t NYCO promise (‘Excuse me!!)…. a kit for anal bleaching. Type the last two words on your computer if you need to be informed. I admit I only stumbled onto it by chance; mentioned and written by a woman columnist the other day in a respectable newspaper’s article. You learn things every day…and some things you did not want to know about.
Didn’t Lauritz Melchior used to bleach the anus of a kept sailor?
And didn’t someone walk in on Francis Robinson bleaching Ettore Bastianini’s anus?
http://www.ettorebastianini.com/Ettoregiovane%20006a.JPG
I typed, I gaped, I fled.
But in the end, Harry, aren’t such practices purely a matter of taste?
Donna Carlo: Well I would have to say it is for people being ‘extra pedantic’ about some things!
It is true that I am extra pedicular in some areas, but I am thinking that this is my secret. How are you knowing? Are you seeing me scratch at mes fesses in public? Quelle honte!
Lo giuro, is not my fault: the hygienizing facilities here in Madrid are being so very inférieures to the luxe in my native Francia. No water that runs! Not ONE salle de bain in whole palazzo. Il Vecchio thinks I faint when I see him because he so old and gray, but is because he so stink!
Mio caro Don promise me he bring me special médicament (“Hanal Blitch”) from Flandres, but he puts always off going. Love is torture, yes, but so is persistent itch.
Imagine the conversation delicately asking someone you noticed, shifting about uncomfortably, on a chair….”Is it the problem from the botched Hanai Blitch treatment or the problem you always had…. with piles!”
My only issue with this is the “tired” copy of the press release. Suely there must be a wittier queen on their staff who could have written better double-entendres or something that actually would make an opera queen actually want to attend. I loves me some Shequida, but it sounds like this could be awkward and tired. I’ll save my Shequida viewings for her real shows.
Note to p.r. department of NYCO: Please contact our houstess who can put you in touch with Betsy, Kashania, Manou or any of the other fabulously funny bloggers on this site to do your copy.
I wonder if Ryan still wants to “be” NYCO.
BTW, Carol is only 23 in the Omnibus clip above. Had no idea she’d ever done an episode of the show. I have more memory of Lenny’s Young People’s Concerts on television – my piano teacher wanted my sisters and I to watch them when they were kids.
Why couldn’t they have just offered the great opportunity for gay men to meet other gay men at the opera instead of making the pitch for queens and fairies to fill their empty seats and turning it into a mardi gras?