Since Jesse Winchester is not, as of this writing—contrary to reports earlier today—yet dead; since I cannot muster even the mildest false devastation over the sudden and unexpected death of “media personality” Peaches Geldof, the daughter of Bob Geldof and the late Paula Yates, whose presence I never knew existed until this unfortunate turn of events…let’s celebrate the life—and mourn the confirmed death—of a great…song and dance man, Mickey Rooney. Let’s put on a show!
Have you ever mustered the enthusiasm, idealism, drive, and insanity to put on a show? I have. Even when the show itself is a complete flop by objective standards, it’s almost always a blast. Hell, I can’t think of a time when it hasn’t been a blast, so I’ll drop the “almost” from that statement. Mickey’s Andy Hardy character had it right. When the chips are down, when no one believes in you and your artistic compatriots, when your community needs you, put on a show!
Let’s hear your stories of organizing shows.
