As my mind looks for ways to evade this rigidly cold place, my thoughts turn to summer in far away havens. The wanderlust combined with a keen sense of entitlement can be a delicious burden.
Last night we watched an old episode of Mad Men in which I could have sworn they were eluding to Joseph Papp and the beginnings of The Public Theatre. Very cool. After checking the website I see that Paul Simon's concert version of The Capeman is playing for three nights in August. What an extraordinary opportunity! I have to admit I know nothing about this piece and even had to look up the word Nuyorican. Never heard that one before.
I'm thinking a trip to NYC is in store for us this year. After all, that's the only project announced for the Delacorte so far (that I can find) and they do have a whole summer roster to fill.
Let's hope Liev's on the menu!
