SHORT:
I’m gunna get right to it, folks.
When I saw this hat… on the 77th Tony Awards… I made a noise that I have never made before and will never make again.
It made me go like this:
Even now, revisiting the head-ware, I’m getting a bit emotional.
What shape is it? What color is it? What would prompt someone to buy it? Wear it? Who made it? Where will it go next? There’s no way to know!
Art is so powerful when it leaves you with more questions than answers…
MEDIUM:
My other major takeaways from the 77th Tony Awards:
“Sob loudly and carry a big butt” — Jonathan Groff
There are no small parts (the spike tape on the Lincoln Center stage was on display in EVERY shot).
There should’ve been a zoomed-in Jonathan butt shot during “Old Friends” (Sondheim would’ve wanted it!)
Wherever u are, there Bebe Neuwirth is
In the middle of typing butt a second time, I received a professional text message from someone asking me to, “think about the political issues I address through my art”. I think this pretty much sums it up!
I also just had to stop writing for a moment and watch the Women’s 3 Meter Synchro Finals of USA Diving Olympic Trials — congrats to Sarah Bacon, who made her first Olympics on her 5th try after rehabbing SO many injuries. One time we competed against each other in Tennessee (same pool that trials are at, actually) and I saw her warm up and was like… “I like that her last name is Bacon” ← this was before I hit my foot on the board, I think my mental focus was in the PERFECT place!
LONG:
What else is going on in the world…
Pope Francis met with 105 entertainers to “establish a link” between the comedians and the Roman Catholic Church. Who’s gunna tell him that the links been around for decades? (alcoholism).
I had the opportunity to attend a Tony’s after-party full of celebrities (who I kept pointing to and being like, “tiny beautiful things!”).
Snack Of The Week was the pizza with caviar on top that they, insanely enough, served at the Tony event.
Name Of The Week: “Kyndal” — one of the divers at Olympic Trials.
Villain of the week: the two trains I had to take to get to Manhattan (via Queens) in 80 degree weather while wearing a blazer and all the escalators out of the deep subways were broken so I arrived at the party after basically climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro (by the way, have you seen this TikTok?).
Notes App of the week (that I found in my phone this morning):
“When tha window down in the Uber on the way home from the event so it don’t matter that ur hair doin tornado cuz only person who gunna see u iz ur pillow, capiche?”
^ Something I guess I wrote at 3am, while stone cold sober, on the way home from the party, no memory of thinking or typing this… was drunk on the power of the American theater, I guess.
Song Of The Week: Anything Orville Peck has ever recorded. I’m back on the Peck train. I love that he gay and sing so deep. ← I should write for Rolling Stone
And finally, Marathoner of the week: this guy in my partner’s SLOW AF Running Facebook Group
I love everything about him and this post. He rly said, *Lady Gaga voice* doesn’t matter if ur a fast runner or capital SLOW.
C U Next Tuesday, mawmaws
-sent from my iPhone on 4 hours of sleep while on deadline for a play of which I have only written 30 pages (due tonight, of course!)
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Sincerely,
Reid Pope
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