Saturday evening, April 23th. Guild Hall, East Hampton.
A benefit for The Retreat (for Domestic Violence Services). A reading of Eve Ensler's The Vagina Monologues, starring Julie White, Blythe Danner and Brooke Shields.
You'd expect Julie to kill this and she does. Few actresses alive today can bring the smarts, heart and crazy all inside the same moment. Julie is a wonder. Blythe is Blythe and by that I mean theatrical royalty. She just says one va-jay-jay related phrase and you lose it. But the night belonged to Brooke. Beautiful and unbelievably game Brooke. She took her pieces and rope-tricked them over her head, behind her back and, yes, between her legs. A great show to benefit an important cause.
Tuesday evening, April 26th. The Tribeca Film Festival, School of Visual Arts in Chelsea.
A screening of L'Amour Fou, directed by Pierre Thorentton.
Thorentton's film covers the auction of the estate of Yves Saint Laurent and his partner, in both life and business, Pierre Berge. Ostensibly a profile of Saint Laurent's career and personal reversals, the film is fascinating also as a glimpse into a vanishing era of not only couture style, but of the feverish obsession for art and design acquisition that Berge and Saint Laurent lived in their day to day lives. A wonderful film.
Wednesday afternoon, April 27th. The Schoenfeld Theatre, Broadway.
A matinee of The Motherf***er With The Hat, by Stephen Adly Guirgis. Directed by Anna Shapiro.
Bobby Cannavale, Chris Rock, Annabella Sciorra, Elizabeth Rodriguez and Yul Vazquez get to do something you don't see enough of these days. That's great acting in a new play. Go see this show. Everyone is wonderful and Elizabeth Rodriguez is a phenomenon. And it may be worth the ticket price just to hear Vazquez's character say, "Leave the gun. Take the empanada."
Wednesday evening, April 27th. Alice Tully Hall at Lincoln Center.
The Academy of American Poets event (an evening of poetry readings).
Yours truly appeared at this event, along with a stage full of famous writers and artists to read selected pieces to a full house at Alice Tully Hall. Adrien Brody, Liev Schreiber, Caroline Kennedy, to name a few. But when Patty Smith stepped up to the mic to read Allen Ginsberg's Footnote to Howl, she blew away everyone. Too bad the Academy doesn't post that evening online. You'll never hear that poem read better in your life. Ever. Patti was sensational.
Thursday evening, April 28th. Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center.
The New York Philharmonic performs Estampes, by Debussy, Colors Of The Celestial City, by Messiaen, (both with Emanuel Ax as soloist). Also, Mahler's Fifth Symphony. Alan Gilbert conducting.
This performance was Ax's 100th with the Phil and the ever gracious and legendarily talented pianist accepted an award, onstage, from Executive Director Zarin Mehta to commemorate the occasion. Alan Gilbert showed, yet again, that as he nears the conclusion of his second season in New York, he and the musicians of the Philharmonic are giving some of the greatest symphonic concerts in the orchestra's long history.
A week in New York. And Trump was out of town.