Andy Cohen sees 'La Cage Aux Folles' on Broadway.
I am having a very frustrating morning, careening to LaGuardia in awful traffic after I couldn't seem to commandeer an elevator in my building or a cab on my block. Things could be worse, of course. I could be celebrating my first anniversary of my show on live TV with guests that aren't in the mood to party. Now THAT would be bad, wouldn't it.
Oh you know I'm just playing. But, yeah, looking back on Monday night — and reading all your comments and tweets — it was a weird vibe. Our season finale on Monday night should be a little more upbeat with Bethenny and Rachel Dratch and a surprise from Jersey.
Last night I the heavily lauded revival of La Cage Aux Folles starring Kelsey Grammer and Douglas Hodge. It was as good as everybody's been saying, and weirdly reminded me of the acclaimed 2000 revival of Cabaret in that it was small and gritty and powerful and just cut through the glitz right to the heart of the story. And the Cagelles are stupendous! I was entranced, once again, by the she-males kicking and stomping and dancing. I dig dancing she-males, and so who doesn't and who cares!? (SIDENOTE: I love it that Joy Behar drinks out of a mug that says "So what! Who cares?!")
We went backstage after the show and met everybody and the post-show Cagelles were glossy and shvitzy, as well they should be. I asked the shvitzed Cagelles about their shower situation backstage. They said some of them shower at the theater and some live very close and shower at home. See that? I ask the hard questions, so you don't have to!
We had a lovely meal at Orso, which to me seemed suprisingly quiet. The waiter said it was normal, though, cuz it's late July and there's nothing new on Broadway and the sky is NOT falling and Orso is doing just fine. So that calmed me down, though I can't say I was upset at all.
This morning I am heading to Northern Wisconsin to visit the camp I attended for six years. This is something I've been wanting to do for a looong time and it should be trippy and nostalgic and weird and crisp and great. I will let you know how it goes.
Tonight is two hours of power on Bravo: Top Chef D.C. and Work of Art. I can't think of one good reason not to watch both of those shows (besides being somewhere in Northern Wisconsin with no telly)!