I have, on more than one occasion, admitted to my childhood dream of singing backup for Van Morrison. I think I just really liked the sound of those ladies mixed into some really beautiful songs. And, of course, Van Morrison. Who wouldn’t harmonize with that voice?
I get to sing some harmonies with Walter Parks on this concert. He has just as distinctive a sound, but wears a way cooler beard.
With Kurt Weill’s career as her guide, Elise LaBarge steps through the bawdy Weimar Republic of the 1920’s, the romantic, frivolous Paris of the 30’s, and the stylish, swinging New York of the 30’s and 40’s in this cabaret concert. Stephen Hargreaves joins on the piano, and Rebecca Richey on violin.
The show is Sunday, November 16th at 7pm. Please reserve a table ahead of time to guarantee a seat in the music room by calling 773-465-9801.
Uncommon Ground‘s delectable dinner, drink and dessert menu will be available throughout the evening, and the $15/person cover charge will simply be added to the final bill.
I have already been asked multiple times if I plan on taking my fiancé’s last name when we marry in May. Since we still have half a year until that big day, I imagine I’ll get the question another hundred times, or so. He has a nice last name, he does, but it’s Scottish, not French. And what with my affinity for France and the music it has birthed, well, it’s hard to part with the current version of the name my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, grandfather brought over from Normandy in the 1600s. Call me sentimental. Call me nostalgic. It’s in my genes. Seriously. You should have met my grandfather. And it’s what makes me step on stage each night.
That sense of sentimental nostalgia will make me step on stage next month, too, when I present my first solo cabaret in Chicago. Robert de La Berge, I hope you’d approve.
In the end, I really didn’t need the validation, because I had already decided to stay in bed longer today. In fact, I required it of myself. And in doing so, I relaxed enough to contemplate a few things, and then I answered some of the lingering creative questions I had about my upcoming Paris cabaret. All from my bed. I feel like a million bucks.
My advice? Next time you feel overwhelmed and unfocused and just want to think, make yourself stay in bed an extra hour or two. If you need permission, just ask Aristotle.
We’ve performed this show a couple of times now, once at Old Warson Country Club, and once as a house concert for 60 Union Avenue Opera patrons. Our little story has taken on a life of its own, and we’re ready to share it again and again and again.
What’s not to love about 5 completely different Cinderellas? One is sassy, the next a little dumb (actually, a lot dumb). There’s the overthinker, the mopey one (she’s French, of course) and let’s not forget the most important–the romantic Cinderella (she had her wedding planned long, long ago).
Oh, sweet Prince, what to do with this bevy of beautiful maidens?