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Newsies Broadway Program

Newsies Tour program

Bullets over Broadway program

Bonnie & Clyde Wanted poster

Jersey Boys Squigs photo

Wicked program insert Eden & Megan

Justin CLynes signed headshot

Laura Osnes signed headshot

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Dogfight playbill signed by the majority of the cast (including Lindsay Mendez, Derek Klena, and Annaleigh Ashford) and the creators (Benj Pasek, Justin Paul, and Peter Duchan)

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 On an Average Day West End programme signed by Woody Harrelson and Kyle McLaughlin

Paul Nolan signed Once Playbill

Motown Playbill signed by the cast

Babyface signed After Midnight playbill

Cait Fairbanks signed Heathers playbill

Dick Latessa signed Hairspray playbill card

Aladdin playbill signed by Adam Jacobs and a few others

If/Then playbill signed by James Snyder, Jenn Colella, Janet Krupin, Jason Tam and Ryann Redmond

Les Miserables Signed Pride playbill by many members of the company

Lion King signed production shot

Rondi Reed signed photo

Book of Mormon signed national tour playbill

Rock of Ages signed Pride playbill

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Mandy Gonzalez signed Elphaba Wicked Production shot

Bryan Cranston Signed All the Way Pride Playbill

Nathaniel Hackmann signed Jean Val Jean u/s slip Les Miserables

Mystery of Edwin Drood playbill signed by closing leads

Arthur Darvill signed photo

Jonathan Freeman signed Jafar photo

Pippin cast recording post card

Nice Work If You Can Get It playbill signed by Jessie Mueller & Blythe Danner

Patina Miller signed Pippin playbill

If/Then playbill signed by Jackie Burns, LaChanze, and James Synder

Annaleigh Ashford signed Kinky Boots Cd cover

Newsies Opening Night Playbill

Lindsay Mendez signed Everyday Rapture playbill

Jesse Tyler Fergusen & 1 other signed Spelling Bee photo

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Wicked Playbill Signed by Lindsay Mendez, Tiffany Haas, Adam Grupper, Derek Klena, and Michael Wartella

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Souvenir Programs Available for trade/sale

- One Man, Two Guvnors

- How to Succeed in Business without really trying

- Rent

- Million Dollar Quartet

- Rock of Ages signed by Dan Domenech, Rebecca Faulkenberry, Michele Mais, and 1 other

- Lion King 

- Beauty and the Beast

- Addams Family

Clybourne Park

Rocky Horror Show

View From the Bridge

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Rent coffee table book

Les Mis coffee table book

Wicked pop up book

Playbill Vol. 2 Yearbook

Jekyll & Hyde program

Sister Act program

Slava’s Snowshow program

Mamma Mia program

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Newsies Mini Flyer

Bullets Over Broadway mini flyer

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eek i never post but i saw great comet last night and they announced its closing RIGHT before the show started so it was a bit of a weird vibe beginning the show. i sat in the stage right banquettes & the entire show was incredible (no surprise) (also so much lucas eye contact so i melted) but at the end of great comet of 1812/beginning of bows lucas was sitting next to me on the stairs and he was crying which bRoke my heart bc this show was apart of his life for so long so i started sobbing & i guess i sniffled really loud & he turned to me and smiled a lil through the tears. and my heart broke. the majority of the cast was crying through bows but trying to keep a happy face & only a few ppl stage doored which makes sense bc of the emotional night. anyway i love great comet & im v sad now so yay

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Ooooooh.

No but seriously.

This all goes hand-in-hand with the whole “NO ONE CARES ABOUT BROADWAY ANYMORE~~~ /SADFACE” BS spewed by Broadway industry/NYC tourism board people.

Like, they’ve got this narrative in their head that people just suddenly lost all interest in theater one day and are trying to paint themselves as the victims of an uncaring public completely oblivious to the fact that attendance went down around the same time that ticket prices started inflating into the hundreds for seemingly no other reason than “they felt like it.”

Back in the ‘90s you could get orchestra seating tickets for a popular new Tony Award winning show for somewhere between $80-$100.

Now?  Theaters are charging the same amount for seats in the nosebleed section with an obstructed view.  It’s ridiculous.  Orchestra seat tickets these days are going for as high as $500.  That’s a 400% increase over the course of twenty fucking years.

Imagine spending ~$1000 on a night out with your partner and that doesn’t even cover the cost of dinner.

Outside of lotteries – which not every theater does, aren’t highly advertised, are not easily accessible to people who work/are visiting –  it’s literally impossible to buy a pair of tickets without ending up spending somewhere between $200-$400 unless you’re seeing a show that’s been running for over ten years.

People can’t afford to go to Broadway anymore.  

Or if they do, they have to save up or wait for a sudden influx of money and then choose one show that they really want to see that year and hope anything else will still be open by the time they get the money to see that.

You cannot continue to price more and more people out of Broadway theaters and then 1) complain that no one’s coming anymore so they must not care, and 2) complain that people are finding other ways to try to experience these unnecessarily exclusive shows.

The film industry was partially founded on the idea of making theater more accessible to people who couldn’t patronize Broadway.  When did the theater industry decide that film was its enemy?

No wait, I’m not done.

People want to see the shows.

That’s why bootlegs exist!  Not because people are selfish, but because they can’t afford the only means of actually seeing them.

You really think that people who pay for bootlegs wouldn’t happily pay for a legitimate professional recording?

Why do you think Andrew Lloyd Webber is slowly working his way through his entire catalogue and putting out DVD’s?  Of even the FAILED projects!  And people are watching them!  They’re watching them so enthusiastically that he’s in the process of reviving at least one of those epic failures!

For fuck’s sake even the Metropolitan Opera has a partnership with one movie theater chain to livestream their productions because they understand this very basic concept that people will pay to experience something they really want to but not if they can’t afford it.

Also, What does it say that every time a musical is filmed and released, it always has big named stars attached to it, it’s always labeled with ‘movie of the year’ and always tops the box office for the weekend it’s released? 

The fact that Phantom of the Opera with gerard butler earned back more than twice it’s budget despite heavy criticism. Hairspray from 2007 earned almost 3 times. Mama Mia earned back 12 times its budget. 

Because i can afford ten dollars to see a movie, i might even be inclined to see a movie twice or three times in theatres, and still buy it on DVD for 25$ when it comes out. which, all in all is less than 60$. 

Clearly the point ins’t that musicals aren’t popular, despite what pop culture would like to tell you about theatre kids.  Musicals are always popular, and movie musicals almost always do well financially, and id bet money its because it’s a lot easier to take a chance on seeing a new movie for less than the cost of a dinner than to see a broadway show for the cost of a mortgage payment.

I can think of three live shows filmed, off the top of my head (Rent, Shrek and Cats) and they’re all very well done, (i mean, cats as a show is kind of generic) I own a copy of all three, and to be honest I’d rather have copies of these shows as filmed on stage then the ones i have that are actual movies. Stage performance is an entirely different medium than film performance and you can’t really encourage people to embrace a new art form if youc ant expose them to it.

The Met opera, the RSC and other high-profile theater groups have been doing filmed simulcasts for years now, where the show gets broadcast to movie theaters live, and occasinally replayed. That’s how I saw Frankenstein with Cumberbatch. Why Broadway has not hopped on this train is baffling.

If Broadway shows came out on DVD, I would buy those by the hundreds. *And* I would still see them live if I had a chance.

The musical is supposed to be the entertainment of the populace, not just the ridiculously wealthy.

Bottom line: no one is going to choose watching a shitty bootleg (or even a professional cast recording!!) over going to see the show live, if they have the money. No one. There goes your greedy money excuse, broadway execs.

By not releasing recordings and damning those who watch bootlegs, it’s promoting cultural elitism. It sends the message that if you don’t have money, you don’t deserve to experience this art.

I thought art was for everyone, but apparently the accepting and diverse broadway community thinks otherwise.

I agree with everything in this thread.  I live 2 hours from the closest major city that gets Broadway tour shows (Indy) and it’s one of the LAST to get stops after major cities like Chicago (6 hours) or St. Louis (3).  Make theater accessible! 

All of this. 

Act 02 - 02 - Karen

From: August: Osage County, by Tracy Letts

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Men

Character: Female

           I don’t know how well you remember Andrew…

           That’s the best example: Here’s a guy I loved so intensely, and all the things he did wrong where just opportunities for me to make things right. So, if he cheated on me or called me a cunt, I’d think to myself “No, you love him, you love him forever, and here’s an opportunity to make an adjustment in the way you see the world.” And I can’t say when the precise moment was that I looked in the mirror and said “Okay, moron,” and walked out, but it kicked off this whole period of reflection, just swamped in this sticky recollection. How had I screwed it up, where’d I go wrong, and before you know it you can’t move forward because you can’t stop thinking backward, I mean, you know… years! Years of punishment, self – loathing. And that’s when I got into all those books and discussion groups.

           Finally one day, I threw it all out, I just said, “No, it’s me. It’s just me, here and now, with my music on the stereo and my glass of wine and Bloomers my cat, and I don’t need anything else, I can live with myself.” And I got my license, threw myself into my work, sold a lot of houses, and that’s when I met Steve. Here he is, you know, this kinda country club Chamber of Commerce guy, ten years older than me, but a thinker, you know, someone who’s been around, and he’s just so good. He’s a good man and he’s good to me and he’s good for me.

Act 03, Scene 01 - 01 - Violet

From: August: Osage County, by Tracy Letts

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Disappointment, pranks, crushes

Character: Female

Yes, please. I ever tell you the story of Raymond Qualls? Not much story to it. Boy I had a crush on when I was thirteen or so. Real rough – looking boy, beat – up Levis, messy hair. Terrible under bite. But he had these beautiful cowboy boots, shiny chocolate leather. He was so proud of those boots, you could tell the way he’d strut around, all arms and elbows, puffed up and cocksure. I decided I needed to get a girly pair of those same boots and I knew he’d ask me to go steady, convinced myself of it. He’d see me in those boots and say “Now there’s the gal for me.” Found the boots in a window downtown and just went crazy; I’d stay up late in bed, praying for those boots, rehearsing the conversation I was going to have with Raymond when he saw me in my boots. Must’ve asked my momma a hundred times if I could get those boots. “What do you want for Christmas, Vi.” “Momma, I’ll give all of it up just for those boots.” Bargain, you know? She started dropping hints about a package under the tree she has wrapped up, about the size of a boot box, real nice wrapping paper. “Now, Vi, don’t you cheat and look in there before Christmas morning.” Little smile on her face. Christmas morning, u was up like a shot, boy, under the tree, tearing open that box. There was a pair of boots, all right… men’s work boots, holes in the toes, chewed – up laces, caked in mud and dog shit. Lord, my momma laughed for days.

Act 02 - 01 - Karen

From: August: Osage County, by Tracy Letts

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Life

Character: Female

The present. Today, here and now. I think I spent so much of my early life thinking about what’s to come, y’know, who would I marry, would he be a lawyer or a football player, would be  dark – haired and good looking and broad shouldered. I spent a lot of time in that bedroom upstairs pretending my pillow was my husband and I’d ask him about his day at work and what was happening at the office, and did he like the dinner I made for him and where we were going on vacation and he’d surprise me with tickets to Belize and we’d kiss – I mean I’d kiss my pillow and then I’d tell him I’d been to that doctor that day and found out I was pregnant. I know how pathetic that all sounds now, but it was innocent enough… Then real life takes over because it always does – – and then things work out different then you’d planned. That pillow was a better husband than any real man I’d ever met: this parade of men fails to live up to your expectations, all of them so much less than Daddy or Bill (you know I always envied you for finding Bill). And you punish yourself, tell yourself it’s your fault you can’t find a good one, you’ve only deluded yourself into thinking they’re better than they are.

Bunny - Act 02, Scene 03 - 01

From: In-Laws, Outlaws, and Other People (That Should Be Shot) - Steve Franco

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Boyfriends

Character: Female, bubbly, southern

Well, when I was in high school, I played on the volleyball team. Bud and a bunch of his friends would come to every game – home and away. This one night, he and his buddies painted their chests to spell out “Tigers” – the name of our mascot. But then came the sweetest surprise. During the first time – out, as we were walking toward the bench – he turned around, and he’d shaved a big heart and my initials into his back hair!

Act 02 - 01 - Sissy

From: A Piece of My Heart, by Shirley Lauro

Genre: Drama

 Topic: Religion, healing

Character: Female

I became a Born Again Christian. Something opened up in me – I start talking – about life and death and God – I feel Jesus very close! I feel he will help me with Danielle. I feel he’s on my side! I go back to school for a Master’s in Pastoral Psych. I set up my own practice – my way! Counselling my patients to feel harmony – and God! I will not prolong that war! I will not prolong the chaos in my patients! I try to bring them peace. I love them. Thank you Jesus for them. And I have a little son – six months old and healthy! Thank you Jesus for him! And I have Danielle whom I love and a husband I love and friends I love and my red gambrel house in Massachusetts that I love! Thank you Jesus! For all of that!

Act 01 - 01 - Gwendolyn

From: The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar Wilde

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Love at first sight

Character: Female

Yes, I am quite aware of the fact. And I often wish that in public, at any rate, you had been more demonstrative. For me you have always been an irresistible fascination. Even before I met you I was far from indifferent to you. We live, as I hope you know, Mr. Worthington, in an age of ideals. The fact is constantly mentioned in the more expensive monthly magazines, and has reached the provincial pulpits, as I am told: and my ideal has always been to love someone by the name of Ernest. There is something in that name that inspires absolute confidence. The moment Algernon first mentioned to me that he had a friend called Ernest, I knew I was destined to love you.

Stage Door: Terry Randall

Gender: Female Age: Early Twenties Style: Comedic Contemporary Play: Stage Door by George S. Kaufman & Edna Ferber [Buy Play] Synopsis: [Found Here] The play is set in the Footlights Club, a club-hostel for actresses… in the West Fifties, New York. In this scene, set in one of the bedrooms, Terry returns from the theatre with bad news. Terry Randall is described as having the vivid personality, the mobile face of the born actress, though not conventionally beautiful… Time: The 1930s [Plot Summary] Note: To shorten the length, cut at any of the paragraph breaks.

TERRY: (she enters, a drooping figure, closes the door, and slumps against it, looking at her friends) Young lady, willing, talented, not very beautiful, finds herself at liberty… Will double in brass, will polish brass, will eat brass before very long… Hi, girls!… We closed. Four performances, and we closed… We just got to the theatre tonight and there it was on the call-board. ‘To the Members of the Blue Grotto Company: You are herby advised that teh engagement of the “Blue Grotto” will terminate after tonight’s performance. Signed, Milton H. Schwepper, for Berger Productions, Incorporated.’… Just like that. We stood there for a minute to read it. Then we sort of got together in the dressing rooms and talked about in whispers the way you do at a funeral. And then we all put on our make-up and gave the best damned performances we’d ever given… Yes, it was awfully jolly! I wouldn’t have minded if Berger or somebody had come backstage and said. ‘Look we’re sorry to do this to you, and better luck next time.’ But nobody came round– Not Berger, or the author, or the director, or anybody. They can all run away at a time like that, but the actors have to stay and face it… Oh, my screen test? Oh, I’m not counting on that. They might take Jean. She’s got that camera face. But they’ll never burn up the Coast wires over me… (throwing herself on a bed) Oh, how do you know who’s an actress and who isn’t! You’re an actress if you’re acting. Without a job and those lines to say, an actress is just an ordinary person, trying not to look as scared as she feels. What is there about it anyway? Why do we all keep trying?… The idiotic part of it is that I didn’t feel so terrible after the first minute. I thought, well, Keith’s coming round after the show and we’ll go to Smitty’s and sit there and talk and it won’t seem so bad. But he never showed up… I don’t expect him to be like other people. I wouldn’t want him to be. One of the things that makes him so much fun is that he’s different. If he forgets an appointment it’s because he’s working and doesn’t notice. Only I wish he had come tonight. (Suddenly her defences are down) Kaye, I’m frightened. For the first time, I’m frightened. It’s three years now. The first year it didn’t matter so much. I was young. Nobody was ever as young as I was. I thought, they just don’t know. But I’ll get a good start and show them. I didn’t mind anything in those days. Not having any money or quite enough food; and a pair of silk stockings always a major investment. I didn’t mind because I felt sure that that wonderful part was going to come along. But it hasn’t. And suppose it doesn’t next year? Suppose it never comes?

Dog Sees God: Van’s Sister

Gender: Female Age: Teen  Style: Dark Comedy Contemporary. Play: Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead by Bert V. Royal [Full Text] Events Preceding: After Peanuts, we are welcome into the world of Charlie Brown Characters all grown up. Unable to cope with the death of his dog, and his feelings for another boy, CB goes to visit Lucy (Van’s Sister) who has been institutionalized for committing arson. [Full Synopsis] Notes: If you want it shorter start it at “I was pregnant.” The monologue is pieced together from a short scene.

VAN’S SISTER: What? Why’d I burn the bitches hair off? Torch her tresses? Light her locks?

CB: Tell me.

Her hair was a symbol of innocence and my lighter was a symbol of corruption. God told me to do it. The devil made me do it. Charles Manson is just so damn persuasive. She is Joan of Arc and I am the townspeople of Salem. I did it for Jodie Foster! Boredum– Plain and simple. It was a cry for help a plea for insanity. (flexing her forefinger) Redrum! Redrum!

CB: Be serious!

Can’t we just blame the government or the education system? Puberty? PMS? My parents?

CB: No.

Fine then. I did it because I felt like it.

CB: That’s no excuse. VS: Really? You used it no less than five minutes ago. CB: Public displays of affection and random acts of violence are two different things.

Are they? (beat) They say love and hate are the two closest emotions.

CB: I’ll bite. Why do you hate the little red headed girl? VS: Because you used to love her. CB: You did it because of me?

Yes. I love you so intensely that it borderlines psychotic. You’re all I ever think of. 

CB: Seriously? 

Nah, I’m just fucking with you. It’s the lithium talking. 

CB: (starting to stand) I’m going to go now.

Wait! Don’t [go]! I was pregnant.

CB: Why can’t you be honest with me like I’ve been with you?

I am. I was pregnant. (beat) Don’t worry. It wasn’t yours. I had just gotten an abortion the day before and the next day in Biology, we were ironically learning about reproduction. I’m listening to Miss Rainey talking about fallopian tubes, the uterus, eggs and I’m feeling sick to my stomach already. Trying to zone out on anything I can. So I start reading a note over Miss Puritanical Princess’ shoulder and she’s telling her friend (Aping perfection) “how happy she is that she’s a virgin and that she’s going to stay that way until she gets married and how repulsed she is by all of the whores at our school” Without thinking, I reached into my pocket for my cute, little, Red Bic lighter and lit her cute little red hair on fire. And every day in therapy they ask me if I’m sorry yet and I just can’t can’t be. No matter how hard I try. Bitches like that make me sick. they’ve made me sick. I am officially sick, psychotic, unrepentant and unremorseful. I’ve been branded a sociopath and I have no choice but to believe it.

we have officially evolved from iconic ice-breaking lines during awkward moments 8 years later.

thank you God, thank you Jesus, thank you anybody else up there who’s looking out for me