EIGHT

We are down to the final eight. After working on over 1000 performances of HAIR it is quite the...something to approach the actual end. The final performance of this production of HAIR. I think I am ready. I am sure I will be surprised by the feelings that arise on Sunday. Then surprised again in a week or two by the aftershocks of emotion. This journey has been long, weird, difficult, essential. I would not change a thing. I hope to squirrel away some time over the next 6 days to send some gratitude out into the Internet-ether. To share some thanks for this life-changing journey. Beginning with Macdermot/Ragni/Rado: without your willingness to embrace the times and morph them into a musically powerful, lyrically trippy story, none of this would have been possible. So much gratitude to Galt, Jim and the late Mr. Ragni, for joining hands and hearts and minds to create HAIR. LoVe.

CLEVELAND

Cleveland has not exactly lit me up with inspiration. It's very cold & the downtown area that we are occupying is bleak. Empty, crumbling, gray.

But, my oh my, the food scene lights up this city.

I can only officially speak to The Greenhouse Tavern so far (and I can only speak highly of that!), but tonight I'm venturing to B-Spot Burger with the pals.  I'm psyched to compare Chef Jonathan Sawyer's lamb burger with Chef Michael Symon's B-Spot burgers.

Monday night will see us indulging at Lola, Chef Symon's downtown restaurant. The menu is spectacular & I am giddy with food excitement to taste this Iron Chef's goodies.

Can't wait to talk up the deliciousness of Cleveland. It will help me avoid talking about the rest of it...

I'LL MISS YOU MOST OF ALL

This HAIR.

This play that takes audience members from across our continent on a journey through joy and pain.

This music that lives in your head and your heart and your soul.

This production that turned 75 strangers into a family that lives together & loves together & moves together.

Most of all, I'll miss being a part of this HAIR.

LoVe.