Events
The League of Professional Theatre Women’s Annual Theatre Women Awards: Cricket S. Meyers On Empowering Future Women Designers
“There are too few women in theatre, and too few women studying design. They walk away before they get a chance to get established. We must welcome them and we must take a professional stand with them to minimize the brutal atmosphere for any young artist. We must share and inspire them, and help them to push through those difficult years as they master their art.” Sound designer Cricket S. Meyers who received the Ruth Morley Design Award, given to an outstanding theatrical designer in honor of costume designer Ruth Morley.

Sound Designer Cricket S. Myers receiving the Ruth Morley Design Award, presented by Shelley Butler Photo credit: Ashley Garrett
The League of Professional Theatre Women’s annual Theatre Women Awards were inspiring. Hosted by actor, writer, and performance artist Florencia Lozano,, the awards were presented by Jocelyn Bioh (Phylicia Rashad, Lifetime Achievement Award), Ceila Keenan-Bolger (Adrienne Campbell-Holt, LPTW Lucille Lortel Award), Roma Torre (Linda Winer, LPTW Special Award), Karen Kandel (Emily Joy Weiner, Josephine Abady Award), Marshall Jones III and Wayne Maugans (Rohina Malik, Lee Reynolds Award), and Shelley Butler (Cricket S. Myers, Ruth Morley Award).

The League of Professional Theatre Women winners and presenters
“We are the only award dedicated to honoring the theatrical work of women and their contributions to the field, across all disciplines,” said LPTW co-president Kelli Lynn Harrison.
Broadway
A Few Good Men Meets the Press: Michael Arden and Aaron Sorkin Return to the Truth
There are certain lines that become so famous they almost swallow the work that created them. “You can’t handle the truth!” is one of them. Jack Nicholson’s explosive delivery as Colonel Nathan Jessep in the 1992 film A Few Good Men became part of the cultural vocabulary, quoted and parodied so often that it is easy to forget something rather important: before Hollywood got hold of it, A Few Good Men was a play.
Now Aaron Sorkin’s breakthrough work is returning to the stage, and at a recent press meet and greet, the company of Lincoln Center Theater’s new Broadway production gathered ahead of its first preview Thursday, October 8, at the Vivian Beaumont Theater.
The revival brings together an intriguing combination of generations.
Bradley Whitford takes on Colonel Jessep, the role forever associated on film with Nicholson
Tom Blyth stars as Lt. Daniel Kaffee
Krysta Rodriguez plays Lt. Cdr. JoAnne Galloway.
They were joined by members of the company, Sorkin, director Michael Arden
and artistic director Lear deBessonet as the production offered its first real glimpse of what this A Few Good Men intends to be.
Arden seems considerably less interested in recreating an icon than in rediscovering a play.
That is precisely what makes this revival potentially fascinating. A Few Good Men premiered in 1989, when Sorkin was still in his twenties, before The West Wing, The Social Network, Steve Jobs and the unmistakable verbal rhythms that would eventually make “Sorkinesque” almost an adjective of its own. Sorkin has returned to the script himself for this production, revising and polishing the work and acknowledging that he considers himself a better writer today than the young man who originally wrote it.
There is something wonderfully audacious about that. Most writers would probably like to sneak back into their early work in the middle of the night with a red pencil. Sorkin actually gets to do it.
Yet the essential conflict remains potent: a military courtroom, the death of a young Marine, questions of obedience and responsibility, and the dangerous territory between following an order and being morally accountable for carrying it out. The play asks who gets to define duty, where authority ends and individual conscience begins, and what happens when institutions protect themselves by demanding unquestioning loyalty from the people inside them.
Those questions haven’t exactly grown quaint.
Arden, whose work as a director has repeatedly demonstrated an ability to approach familiar material without embalming it, is looking for new truths inside Sorkin’s text rather than treating the original production—or the enormously successful film—as sacred territory. That becomes particularly important with Whitford’s Jessep. Trying to reproduce Nicholson would be theatrical suicide. The far more interesting possibility is discovering another man entirely inside those words.
Whitford also arrives with his own long history inside Sorkin’s universe, most famously as Josh Lyman on The West Wing. There is an irresistible bit of theatrical symmetry in watching an actor so associated with delivering Sorkin’s language now inhabit one of the writer’s most formidable characters.
The company also promises to lean into something that sometimes gets lost beneath the courtroom fireworks: Sorkin can be extremely funny. His dialogue moves quickly because his characters think quickly, and humor frequently becomes both weapon and defense. Allowing that wit to breathe may help separate the stage production from the darker cinematic weight that has hung over the story for more than three decades.
At the meet and greet, what emerged was not a company attempting to compete with a beloved movie but one intent on reminding audiences that A Few Good Men was built for a room where actors and audience breathe together. A courtroom confrontation has a very different electricity when there is no camera deciding where we look.
Then there is that line. Everyone knows it is coming. That may be Whitford’s greatest challenge. How do you say five words that millions of people already hear in somebody else’s voice? The answer may lie in the philosophy behind the entire production: don’t try to erase what came before. Find the truth underneath it.
A Few Good Men begins previews Thursday, October 8, at Lincoln Center Theater’s Vivian Beaumont Theater and officially opens October 29.
More than thirty-five years after Sorkin first put these men and women in a courtroom, America already knows the line.
Now Michael Arden and his company get to ask whether we ever really understood the question.
Cabaret
Deborah Cox Brings Star Power to The New York Pops Underground for a Night of Music That Matters
There are evenings when New York’s cabaret scene delivers more than a fabulous performance, and last night at 54 Below, The New York Pops Underground proved that great music can do considerably more than entertain. With Grammy and Tony-nominated powerhouse Deborah Cox commanding the spotlight, an intimate evening of music, dinner and philanthropy became a celebration of the next generation of performers.
Cox, whose extraordinary career has taken her from recording studios to Broadway stages in Aida, The Wiz and Titanique, brought her formidable vocal talents to the annual fundraiser, offering the kind of star power that makes a room feel considerably more glamorous. With music direction and arrangements by Geoffrey Ko, the evening combined the intimacy of cabaret with the excitement of hearing one of the industry’s most distinctive voices up close.
Of course, an evening featuring Deborah Cox hardly needs an additional attraction, but The New York Pops had something even more meaningful in store. Opening the festivities was the PopsEd Alumni Ensemble, a group of talented young musicians who have participated in the orchestra’s educational programs. Their appearance was more than a charming opening act. It was a living demonstration of exactly what the evening was designed to support.
The alumni represent the lasting impact of Kids on Stage, The New York Pops’ youth mentorship program, which introduces students from all five boroughs to the professional music-making process. Participants experience everything from intensive rehearsals to the extraordinary opportunity to perform alongside the orchestra on Carnegie Hall’s legendary stage. For a young musician, that is considerably more than an extracurricular activity. It is an invitation to imagine an entirely different future.
Guests gathered for a 6 p.m. reception before settling in for the 6:30 p.m. performance and dinner, complete with wine pairings. The combination of fine dining, cabaret and a worthy cause gave the evening the feel of an elegant New York supper club, with the added pleasure of knowing that the night’s indulgences were helping put instruments, instruction and opportunities into young hands.

The PopsEd Alumni Ensemble: Brian Worsdale, Director, Kids on Stage, with Sean M., Alto Sax, Nicolette S., Tenor Sax, Dean S., Baritone Sax, Corrado S., Trumpet, Leon M., Trumpet , Gabriel R., Trombone, Barnaby D., Piano , Stephen S., Bass , Sebastian D., Drums, Ellington C., Drums

The PopsEd Alumni Ensemble: Brian Worsdale, Director, Kids on Stage, with Sean M., Alto Sax, Nicolette S., Tenor Sax, Dean S., Baritone Sax, Corrado S., Trumpet, Leon M., Trumpet , Gabriel R., Trombone, Barnaby D., Piano , Stephen S., Bass , Sebastian D., Drums, Ellington C., Drums
Chaired by David Blakelock and Andrea Reiser, The New York Pops Underground benefits PopsEd, the orchestra’s extensive music education initiative. Since its founding in 1991, PopsEd has reached more than 100,000 New York City students, providing access to music education, artistic mentorship and performance experiences across communities and generations.
That figure deserves attention. In a city where arts education is too often treated as a luxury rather than an essential part of a child’s development, The New York Pops has spent more than three decades making a compelling argument for its importance. Music teaches discipline, collaboration, confidence and the ability to listen. More importantly, it gives young people a means of expression that can stay with them for the rest of their lives.
The evening also offered a stylish prelude to The New York Pops’ 2026–27 season at Carnegie Hall, which promises an appealing mix of Broadway glamour, Hollywood nostalgia and contemporary musical talent. On October 23, Lena Hall joins the orchestra for 007: James Bond Forever, followed by One Night Only: An Evening with Denée Benton and Jordan Donica on November 20.
The holiday season arrives with Sleigh Bells Ring, featuring Derek Klena and Lindsay Mendez on December 18 and 19. The new year brings Introducing… Jimmie Harrod and Marisha Wallace on February 5, 2027, before the orchestra celebrates two cinematic giants with John Williams and Steven Spielberg: Movie Magic on March 5. All performances take place in Carnegie Hall’s Stern Auditorium/Perelman Stage.
But the real beauty of The New York Pops Underground lies in the connection between the established artist and the emerging one. Deborah Cox may have been the evening’s marquee attraction, but those young PopsEd alumni represented something just as exciting: the talent waiting for its own moment in the spotlight.
And in a city that has launched countless musical careers, helping the next generation find its voice is certainly worth raising a glass to.
After all, tonight’s opening act may very well be tomorrow’s headliner.
Broadway
Songbook Sundays: Life Is Kander and Ebb: When the Songbook Leaves You Wanting More
There are few places better suited to celebrating John Kander and Fred Ebb than Dizzy’s Jazz Club. On Sunday, October 4, New York was misty beyond those magnificent windows, the room was filled with Kander and Ebb melodies, and, making the evening even more special, John Kander himself was sitting at the table directly behind me listening to his music come alive.
Hosted and curated by Deborah Grace Winer, Songbook Sundays: Life Is Kander and Ebb brought together three very different vocalists—Karen Ziemba, Matthew Scott and Vanisha Gould—with music director and pianist Jon Weber, Mark McLean on drums, Jay Leonhart on bass and Sam Chess on trombone. The talent was unquestionable, the musicianship superb and the surroundings quintessentially New York.
Yet I left wanting more as I know this songbook inside and out.
Not more talent. There was plenty of that. What I wanted was more Kander and Ebb.
Karen Ziemba opened with “Where You Are,” immediately reminding us why she has had such a remarkable career. Ziemba doesn’t merely sing a lyric; she understands what is underneath it. That quality served her particularly well throughout the show, whether she was having wicked fun with “Don’t Tell Mama,” finding the aching simplicity of “My Coloring Book,” or delivering “How Lucky Can You Get.” Kander and Ebb frequently wrote characters who perform one emotion while another one is quietly breaking through, and Ziemba knows exactly how to live in that contradiction.
Matthew Scott has a terrific voice coupled with genuine acting chops, something especially evident in “Not Every Day of the Week” and “Love and Love Alone.” When he arrived at “Theme from New York, New York,” he wisely didn’t try to compete with the ghosts surrounding one of the most recognizable songs ever written about this city. Instead, he found his own way into it, allowing us to hear the song rather than an imitation of the singers who made it famous.
Then there was Vanisha Gould, who possesses a fabulous smoky, growling voice that sounds as though it was made for the 1930s. There is something wonderfully lived-in about her sound, a little dangerous around the edges, and it gave “Funny Honey” and “All That Jazz” an entirely different texture. “Maybe This Time” allowed her to move beyond the sass and into the vulnerability underneath, where Kander and Ebb so often do their best work.
The musicians were every bit as important to the performance.
Weber knows how to support a singer without disappearing beneath one, and McLean, Leonhart and Chess gave the music the swing and bite it requires. “Sing Happy” put the band front and center, while
Leonhart—whose career has included playing for an extraordinary roster of great performers—stepped into the spotlight to deliver his own “Razzle Dazzle.” It was an irresistible reminder that sometimes the musicians have a few tricks of their own.
Ziemba and Scott joined forces for “But the World Goes ‘Round,” another quintessential Kander and Ebb song about continuing when life has other plans. “Cabaret,” naturally, also made its appearance, bringing us back to the musical that remains inseparable from the Kander and Ebb name.
Which brings me to the one thing that bothered me about an otherwise beautifully performed performance.
Perhaps having John Kander sitting directly behind me made me even more aware of the sheer size of the catalogue being celebrated. Here was one of the architects of American musical theatre, listening to songs from a collaboration that stretched across decades, and I kept thinking about everything we weren’t hearing.
There were three selections from Chicago and three from Cabaret, along with two each from Flora the Red Menace and New York, New York. They are terrific songs, certainly, and nobody is going to object to hearing them sung this well. But Kander and Ebb wrote so much more.
Where was The Happy Time, Zorba, 70, Girls, 70, The Act, Woman of the Year, The Rink, Steel Pier, Curtains, or The Scottsboro Boys? There is an astonishing amount of material in that catalogue, including songs that deserve to be rediscovered rather than allowed to sit quietly in the shadow of “All That Jazz” and “Cabaret.”
That is particularly what I look for from something called Songbook Sundays. A songbook series has the opportunity not merely to celebrate the songs everybody already knows, but to open the book a little wider. Give us something we have forgotten or haven’t heard in years. Give a younger audience a song they didn’t know existed. Let us hear the journey of the writers, not simply their greatest hits.
Kander and Ebb were never just Chicago and Cabaret. Their partnership was far richer and stranger than that. They could be cynical and sentimental, sophisticated and vulgar, politically savage and heartbreakingly romantic. Again and again they wrote about people performing confidence while quietly falling apart underneath it. Their characters keep dancing, keep singing, keep putting on the makeup and facing the world because, as one of their greatest songs reminds us, the world goes ’round.
Maybe that’s why I wanted more.
What Winer gave us was beautifully sung and beautifully played. Ziemba remains a masterful interpreter, Scott impressed with both voice and dramatic instinct, and Gould made me want to hear much more from that wonderfully smoky voice. Weber and his musicians gave us sophistication, warmth and swing.
Outside those windows was a mist-covered New York, while inside sat John Kander himself listening to his songs. Really, how much more New York can you get? Except, of course, for a few more Kander and Ebb songs.
I enjoyed Life Is Kander and Ebb immensely. My complaint is actually a compliment: with a songbook this extraordinary, I didn’t want the afternoon to end with so many pages still unopened.
Celebrity
The Glorious Corner
I COME TO SKYDANCE — Much chatter about David Ellison this week, after buying Paramount and Warner Brothers, and formerly changing the corporate name to Skydance; which was originally just his production company. For the 103-year old Warner’s and the 114-year old Paramount, it was quite a shock. The Warner’s logo remains on the full menu card, along with Paramount (albeit in a smaller format), but still, quite a shock.

SHORT TAKES — The opening of Tom Cruise’s Digger was his lowest opening in 19 years. Sure, it’s di rigueur to dislike it now, but I still want to see it. I mean, it can’t be that bad, can it? Deadline’s Pete Hammond said the film: “is unlike any film coming from a major Hollywood studio in years” and that Inarritu “takes things much further and thus could be one of the more divisive movies for the masses in a very long time.” Early reporting says the movie could lose around 150 million …
Pete Townshend: Behind Blue Eyes held its world premiere at the Telluride Film Festival. It’s directed by Frank Marshall (The Bee Gees: How Can You Mend a Broken Heart) and Nigel Sinclair (producer, Billy Preston: That’s the Way God Planned It). The Preston doc was superb, but almost no one saw it and currently the Townshend doc doesn’t have a distributor yet, but should. Townshend remains one of the pillars of rock ‘n roll in my book …
Excellent Willie Geist interview with Lizzo yesterday on Sunday Today, on her new kids book. Towards the end of the interview, Geist delved into the scandals that enveloped her and the fact that they were summarily dismissed. Her career was severely derailed and the powers that be are trying to resurrect it with minimum success thus far. Good dialogue for sure …
We saw a great movie called Tuner. Yes, about a piano tuner, with Dustin Hoffman and a great performance from Leo Woodall (White Lotus), Havana Rose Liu and Alisen Richmond-Peck. It starts out great and ends a little roughly, but rolls on with tremendous heart. Epic for sure. Sharply directed and written by Daniel Roher, it’s quite a tale. There’s even a cameo from our old friend Herbie Hancock! A must-see for certain … Rolling Stone’s Andy Greene at Micky Dolenz’s weekend show at AC’s Borgata … Happy BDay Lindsey Buckingham and Brent Blanchard.
Beauty
When The Met Meets Madison Avenue: Bobbi Brown Turns Masterpieces Into Makeup
Only in New York would it make perfect sense to take Monet, Klimt, Redon and Cross out of the museum and put them in your makeup bag.
Two decidedly New York institutions have come together for the limited-edition Bobbi Brown x The Met Collection, pairing the beauty brand born in New York City with The Metropolitan Museum of Art and transforming details from some of its celebrated works into objects considerably more portable than a masterpiece. The result is part makeup collection, part miniature art exhibition—and considerably easier to take home from The Met.
The collaboration draws upon works by Henri-Edmond Cross, Gustav Klimt, Odilon Redon and Claude Monet, translating their colors and imagery into packaging that makes opening an eyeshadow palette feel just a little more decadent. It is an inspired pairing because cosmetics and painting have always shared a language: color, shadow, light, texture and the occasional illusion.
At the center of the collection is an eight-well eye shadow palette filled with golds, bronzes and browns in matte and shimmering finishes—the sort of shades that can move easily from an understated New York afternoon to an evening when understated has left the building. A three-in-one Brightening Blush offers that elusive lit-from-within flush, while the Luxe Eye Shadow provides multidimensional shimmer for anyone who believes eyelids deserve their own little work of art.
The lips haven’t been neglected. Bobbi Brown’s Luxe Lipstick gets the museum treatment with skincare-infused color and a pressed, canvas-inspired bullet, while the Extra Lip Tinted Balm delivers a sheer, pH-reactive wash of color with plumping hydration. In other words, one can now contemplate great art while simultaneously wondering whether one needs another lipstick. We know how that usually ends.
The cleverness of the collaboration lies in the packaging. Rather than simply stamping The Met’s name onto a cosmetics case and calling it culture, the collection brings actual works from the museum’s holdings onto the pieces themselves. The compacts become tiny canvases, turning something normally destined for the bathroom counter into something you may be reluctant to throw away once you’ve hit pan.
There is also something wonderfully New York about the entire enterprise. The Met has spent more than 150 years collecting objects of beauty from across civilizations. Bobbi Brown built its reputation on a distinctly modern idea of beauty. One hangs masterpieces on Fifth Avenue; the other gives us the tools to create our own faces before heading out the door.
High art and highlighter were probably destined to meet eventually. The limited-edition Bobbi Brown x The Met Collection is available now through Bobbi Brown Cosmetics.
You may not be able to hang a Monet in your apartment, but apparently you can now keep a little piece of The Met on your vanity.
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