#patrick ferreri

[mychameleondays]

Curtis Mayfield: Curtis

Curtom 8122796557, 2013

Originally released: September 1970

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Curtis Mayfield - Move On Up

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This Is Dating (In 30 Seconds)

New "Funny or Die" video featuring some familiar McKittrick residents.

[chadchronicles]

SNM #32 Recap

Saturday, March 22, 2014—Late Show

My evening started with a cocktail and some fries at the Heath bar. It was a very busy night at the restaurant, but I finally commandeered host John Lindsay (Paul Corning Jr.) for a quick chat. He entered my name in the drawing and then his wife Elizabeth (shame I don't know the actress's name) stopped by for a tete-a-tete. I inquired about the new host—Alexander (Adam Santos-Coy)—who was Mrs. Lindsay's brother-in-law. Shortly thereafter, I received a tray with a small glass of port and a note instructing me to find a locked room. As I always do when in the McKittrick, I do as I'm told and had my first Heath 1:1… 

Back at the bar, I was finishing my cocktail when the woman next to me asked if I had a blog about the show. I felt like it was my first "Tumblr" sighting and it was fun to chat with her. Dawn (dawnamtrix) was visiting from Boston for her birthday and show #7 or #8. I gave her a few tips and then we headed downstairs. Once on the street we met at-the-pit-of-acheron who'd purchased a last-minute impulse ticket.

Soon enough, we were inside the McKittrick and on our way. It felt good to be back. Something about the familiarity that is comforting  and inspiring. And I felt like I was in for a good night. It had been about 7 weeks since my last visit, so I was happy to be back. 

Some notes about my show:

-Oliver greeted me in Manderley and then Evelyn snuck up from behind to grab me. It was a thrill to see her. I hadn't seen Evelyn in forever. 

-A survey of the ballroom revealed a few new cast members to me: Kristin Clotfelter as Lady Macduff and Brandin Steffensen as Macduff. And Ingrid as Danvers (new to me). Other roles: EAM BQ, Bearder MB, Troy LMB, Tony BW, Andrea SW, Chelsea BW, EJB Duncan; and Jonathan Lyons Malcolm—who I decided to chase out of the ballroom.

-Having spent some time the previous night with Mr. Lyons as Dr. Armstrong in "And Then There Were None" and not having spent any time with his Malcolm, I felt like it was time. And I have to say, I really enjoyed it. Jonathan is great in this role. He brings some gravitas and class to Malcolm which I thoroughly liked. As I watched him eye-up a timid, tall, female white mask, I felt my 1:1 chances slip away. And then he turned to me and off we went. I have to say, having been Popp'd and Thys-ened, I think being Lyonized might have been my favorite thus far. He was curious and silently strong and made some great choices. I was really in the moment with him and couldn't have been more pleased with his performance. Thanks Jonathan and kudos to you!

-I couldn't manage the round-trip down to the mezzanine and back with Malcolm, so I waited on 4 for his return. Meanwhile, I surveyed the rest of the cast: Tara Franklin as Hecate (new to me); Graber Fulton; Emily Oldak Agnes; and Patrick Ferreri Speakeasy! Another first for me and I wanted to check it out.

-But first a little card game and the interrogation—where the lightbulb went out in the middle of the dance. Being in that space in complete darkness was slightly unnerving especially knowing that these two men were running around and lighting fixtures were swinging. For obvious returns, I think they stopped dancing and just waited for the music cue. Luckily the door opened and we escaped. 

—Sassy Patrick Speaks for the entire middle loop. Spitting in Fulton's jars in the funeral parlor. Throwing candy wrappers at a random white mask in Paisley Sweets. Dropping his dishtowel for me to pick-up. It was totally fun and funny. And both his phone calls were perfectly audible, which was nice. His interactions with Sexy and Fulton were superb. And in general, I just had a great time with him.

-To the idiot white mask who thought the Speakeasy was Manderley: Put your mask back on (as I signaled to do). Stop talking. Your entry card will not get you a drink. Stop trying to order. And just go away. 

SPEAKEASY 1:1 SPOILER ALERT

-Patrick's 1:1 was great. Sassy and sexy and all-around fun and flirty. The odd thing was my shot was water—? Do you think the glasses were mixed up and I got his instead?

END SPOILERS

-Highlight was winning Speaks shot/card game on the first try!!! Speaks took his time setting everything up and establishing the rules. He was looking directly at me as he mixed up all the King cards with the one Ace. He placed them all out in groups in the bar and told me to pick one. (Annoying guy next to me—this is my game! Stop trying to pick cards for me! You can go next!) Lo-and-behold, the first card I pointed to was the Ace. Speaks' jaw dropped and he gasped, as did I before starting to giggle. Speaks dove under his bar to retrieve the box which hid … an empty shot glass. But Speaks put his finger up indicating to wait one minute. He ran into the 1:1 room and returned with a shot of whiskey—a real shot of whiskey. Which I quickly downed. And then he offered me a water chaser. Thanks, Speaks. You think of everything.

-Zach McNally Porter!! Only realized this late in game and my dance card was full. In retrospect, I regret not giving him a loop. 

-Intermission in Manderley with Evelyn and Oliver. Then back in for the final loop. Followed EAM's BQ for lost luggage and crypt. Then Tony's BW eye-fucked me during the ballroom. I'm not falling for that again. ;) Stuck with Chelsea's Blonde Witch for her solo and up through the lobby. And then she walked me out after the finale.

Fun night overall with some great conversations in Manderley after the show. Definitely still magic inside.

[thebloodybusiness]

Cawdor here.

3 of 3. The "McKittrick Waiters" setting up. What I loved is that this is a high-energy fun style you never see at this place. And I love Zach Goddamned McNally just killing it all the way through. And Sam's jazz hands freeze at the end. And Patrick's solo. And also the entire rest of it. :)

[dreamingofmanderley]

Visit #16: How to Turn 15 Without Really Trying...

I turned 15 on Thursday. Or at least according to my favorite singer at the McKittrick, Stella Sinclair (or “Stella the tramp”, according to her cousin Karen). And my darlings, what a wonderful birthday it was – full of adventure, surprises and minor mishap!

The evening started with champagne and a three-way -- by way of a kiss sandwich between Maximilian and Calloway. Oh, to be kissed by two handsome devils at the same time was divine. I had to ask for a second round later in the night! Although I sacrificed invited around 45 friends (uninitiated “virgins” to the McKittrick) to worship at the alter of Hecate, I did not wait for them. When my ace was called, I allowed my handsome and faithful manservant, Mr. Sweeney to greet the guests, while I stole away into the hotel.

First stop, J. Fulton – getting his coat and umbrella together to do something nefarious. Let it be known that I could stare at Patrick Ferrerri hemming pants, stroking a dead bird or reading the bible for hours. But Malcolm (played by perennial favorite, Benjamin Thys) made his way past and I just had to follow. After watching Balcolm make out with Agnes for what seemed like hours this time (grrr…), I was lucky enough to be interrogated by him. When asked, “Who are you?” I wanted to say, “It’s me! The birthday girl!” but thought better of it. He menaced me and left me breathless. Running out after him, I ran into Chelsea Bonosky’s sweet Agnes and listened silently to her crazy talk about Manderley. All the while, I knew I just had to see Hecate. Protected by Agne’s charm, I ran for the ballroom.

2nd Bucket list side note: Conor Doyle as Porter (inside voice: OMG, Conor Doyle Porter…must, follow, stat...but no time, no time*). I watched as Conor Porter cried beautifully, and handed me a paper boat, for “Her.” Back to the ballroom I went, devoted to Hecate this night as her “ring slave”. (*Oh, at a certain point, I did try to follow Porter but was “ock-blocked” by dismantlethepsolc …I’ll get you, my pretty.  But I digress).

I don’t want to give away too much, but after Hecate’s bloody dinner and stage show (a master class in acting), I was on the real ring hunt. I was on a mission. I was also slightly drunk (having been plied with champagne all evening). Indeed, I searched too hard. Although I wore a mask, I was also dressed in a pink champagne-colored, bias-cut, 1930’s silk gown. This, along with the intense search, caused some random white masks to follow me (unbeknownst to the oblivious me)! And then…well, I have NEVER! Yes, yours truly was dragged aside and scolded by The Stern Steward. In retrospect, I should have asked for a good birthday spanking as well *wink*, but instead I slinked back downstairs. My ring mission aborted and my game off for a bit.

Luckily, Maximillian swept me off my feet for a jazzy two step. And my embarrassment quickly dissolved as Calloway and he gave me a second round of kisses. I also got to spend time with my beloved Annabella (Ava Lee Scott). She gave me a wonderful gift of oils and stones commissioned by Mr. Sweeney and a charm bracelet to bring “Gypsy spirit” to me.

I was chatting merrily with my SNM “virgins” and other party guests, when Stella called me up to the stage. She and Calloway then sang a Happy Birthday duet (to me!?!). I was so flabbergasted and surprised I almost fainted from blushing.

That would be the best part, but there were so many best parts that I can’t decide if the best part was hugging (me clinging, he hugging) Ben Thys after the show, chatting with Patrick and Careen about all subjects nerdy, gossiping with friends about their experiences in the show, discovering my newfound girlcrush on the lovely evenghostandhorse, hugging surprise guest Caoine, or receiving Cawdor’s amazing present – an original piece of interactive art made with a vintage 1930/40’s MacBeth text book along with Balcolm inscription, cursed feathers and a print of the monologue. There is even a slot for me to put in all the feathers I’ve ever collected. Oh Cawdor, how well you know about my addiction. Thank you for this beautifully thoughtful gift.

Mr. Sweeney planned an amazing night and I am thankful for him, the generous cast and crew and everyone who wished me a happy birthday that night: additional Tumblr friends paisleysweets, akajakeedwardmarks, drinkthehalo, franceskoncan, the drunk guy on the stairs, and my awe-struck (and some not as awe-struck) regular friends. Thank you for braving the arctic cold and being generally f-ing awesome.

[akajakeedwardmarks]

Three masked Tumblrs walk into the Speakeasy (10/9/12)

Three masked Tumblrs walk into the Speakeasy.  The first one looks at the Bartender behind the counter and says nothing.  The second one looks at the Bartender and says nothing.  The third one looks at the other two Tumblrs and says...

I've been trying to think of a punchline for this ever since Tuesday night (well, that's my excuse for not posting anything before now anyway).  There has to be a joke in here somewhere.  Very difficult, though, since technically no one should be saying anything with their mask on.  I'm not really a joke teller, joke maker, or a joker of any kind.  After a few cocktails, my bantering skills may improve and I can throw out a few good zingers but I'm never the kind of person who says "Hey, you gotta hear this one..."

The reason I had this phrase in my head anyway was because on Tuesday night (Tumblr Tuesday), during the 2nd loop, three Tumblrs actually did walk into the Speakeasy fairly simultaneously.  We were actually the only three people in there during that moment.  The Bartender was in washing up/sorting cards mode and it was very pleasant to be in such good company.  It just made me smile knowing this info.   Fleep No More was to my right (who I had seen before the show) and I'm almost certain Frances Konan was to my left (who I've never actually met but I had glimpsed sight of her outside The McKittrick).  We all stood there, observing Mr. Bartender (Eric Bradley), enjoying the moment until Sexy Witch (Ching-I Chang), being trailed by a gang of followers,  came in for her glass of champagne and a dance.  Mr. Speakeasy didn't want her orange candy, so she passed it to me (yum!). She then proceeded to whisk one of us away for an intimate moment.  A few seconds later it made me laugh when the Bartender made his wrathful phone call because I now knew who was on the receiving end.  It was one of my favorite moments of the night.  

Except for having a lovely conversation with Fleep No More in Manderley afterwards, I didn't get to spend any time with the other Tumblrs as I couldn't go to Gallow Green prior to entry.  I did meet To Manderley Again and Who Keeps With Wolves VERY briefly when aces were called.  I did see To Manderley Again running about the hotel later and after reading his recap now I know why he seemed rather excited (congrats!).   

Met the dashing Balthazar in Manderley who was partnered with both Violet and Leopold.  Violet told me Balthazar was an old friend of Charlie McKittrick and was perhaps a bit of a dilettante.  When was the last time anyone saw Charlie McKittrick?  He must not be back from his champagne tasting yet although it has been going on for a very long time.  

I finally got to fill in some gaps I was missing with Sexy Witch and the Speakeasy Bartender (although he is so damn hard to follow sometimes as he makes some sneaky exits through that back room).  When I follow him again, I definitely need to anticipate his movement more.  I love both of these performers.  Eric is something of a chameleon to me.  Whenever I see him in a different role, at first glance, I'm never quite sure if it's him or not.  His character interpretations are so different and I think he does an amazing job of changing his physicality with each one.  Ching-I's Sexy Witch is so beautiful, very sexy, gentle, and then sometimes she makes the skin of her face so tight you think it's just going to rip open and some kind of succubus is going to pop out.  

Boy Witch (David Botana) slow danced with me at the Ball.  Moments like this are always when I'm grateful to have a mask on.  I'm not a very good dancer and that kind of situation is usually a bit traumatic (especially when I get spun about).  I don't think I stepped on his toes anyway.  Thank goodness there was no dipping. 

I thought the new MacDuff (Patrick Ferreri) was doing a very good job on his 2nd night out.  Lily and Patrick made a very lovely couple and he was already full of details and emotion.  Can't wait to see him once he settles in along with any other characters he may eventually play.  

I thoroughly enjoyed seeing the return of Sophie Bortolussi as Lady MacBeth.  I didn't get to spend too much time with her but the moment between her and her husband as they arrive at the Banquet, standing before their peers,  gave me chills.  I think the look in her eyes was really saying "More! More! More!" The taste of blood didn't seem at all displeasing to her.

Before departing, Fleep No More and I did get to spend a little time with Annabella before she went up to say goodnight to her garden.  She gave us some fresh herbs and advised us to get some protection prior to Carnival Corbeaux.  We will need it.  Fleep - I think that's why the pouch fell off your shelf.  Her warning must be heeded.

Till next time.  Any if anyone can think of a punchline to my misguided opening of a joke just let me know.

[scorchedthesnake]

New Macduff

From the information I've got, the new Macduff visitors have been seeing and enjoying this week is Patrick Ferreri.