Podcasts about Moulin Rouge

Since 1944, the Golden Globes have offered an alternative to the Oscars and the Emmys. Giving us a boozier, looser take on the best in both TV and movies, the Globes have at their best championed less-obvious projects, and given early wins to actors and creators who would go on to be some of the entertainment industry's biggest stars. Of particular interest is the Best Film Musical or Comedy category, which has celebrated some of the less stodgy, but still incredibly well made, films that might not make the cut for the prestige-obsessed Academy Awards. So join us for one of our 2026 Patreon-sponsored episodes as the Great Pop Culture Debate attempts to name the Best Golden Globe Winner for Best Motion Picture, Musical or Comedy.Movies discussed: The Sound of Music (1965), The Lion King (1994), West Side Story (1961), Beauty and the Beast (1991), Mrs. Doubtfire (1993), Chicago (2002), Some Like It Hot (1959), The Graduate (1967), Cabaret (1972), Romancing the Stone (1984), Moulin Rouge! (2001), Almost Famous (2000), My Fair Lady (1964), Tootsie (1982), Working Girl (1988), Lady Bird (2017)Join host Eric Rezsnyak, Patreon sponsor Steve Nikoloff, and GPCD panelists Karissa Kloss and Kevin Dillon as they discuss and debate 16 of the most celebrated Globe-winning films.EPISODE CREDITSHost: Eric RezsnyakPanelists: Karissa Kloss, Kevin DillonPatreon Sponsor: Stephan NikloloffProducer: Bob ErlenbackEditor: Eric RezsnyakTheme Music: “Dance to My Tune” by Marc Torch#goldenglobes #goldenglobe #awards #awardshow #bestfilm #comedy #musical #comedyfilms #musicalfilms #thesoundofmusic #somelikeithot #workinggirl #tootsie #mrsdoubtfire #almostfamous #romancingthestone #beautyandthebeast #thelionking #chicago #cabaret #thegraduate #moulinrouge #ladybird #podcastSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

U Guys, from Broadway's Aladdin and Moulin Rouge! The Musical, Keely Beirne is here! First, I give you all the latest Bway updates, and a few personal New Year insights in this week's BroadwayWorld Recap. Then, I am joined by performer Keely Beirne to talk all things Bway. From the stamina it takes to dance in the ensemble and cover principle roles on Broadway, to knowing when it's time to honor yourself and take a break, Keely shares her insights on maintaining her career on the stage. We talk about her upbringing being surrounded by the arts, and how her queer identity has shaped and informed her career. She talks about her time in the ensemble of Frozen on Broadway, and what it takes to work in a huge ensemble show. We also touch on her experience of having a partner who is also a Broadway performer, and how limiting yourself can hinder your experience as an artist. Keely is simply hilarious, U don't wanna miss this episode! Follow Keely on Instagram: @keel_b Follow the pod on Instagram: @ohmypoduguys Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week on the podcast is part one of our interview with David Cote. He's a playwright, librettist, and theater critic based in New York City. When we recorded his interview, his opera, Blind Injustice was performed in New York at Jazz at Lincoln Center, and in Cleveland at Playhouse Square. Last year his opera Lucidity premiered with On Site Opera in New York and then had its Northwest premiere at Seattle Opera. Next year Lucidity has its European premiere in Germany.As a journalist, David's TV and theater writing appears in The A.V. Club, Observer, 4 Columns, American Theatre and elsewhere. He was the longest serving theater editor and chief drama critic of Time Out New York, and is the author of popular companion books about the Broadway hits: Moulin Rouge! The Musical; Wicked; Jersey Boys and Spring Awakening. https://davidcote.com/

Continuez à découvrir l'histoire de La Goulue, la plus célèbre des danseuses de French Cancan !Dès l'âge de 16 ans, la carrière de danseuse de La Goulue est lancée. Elle fait la rencontre de Lucienne Beuze, danseuse professionnelle et reine du cancan. C'est avec elle que La Goulue apprend les figures incontournables du French cancan. Car oui, le cancan est une danse très codifiée ! La danseuse se produit alors sur scène, lorsqu'elle est repérée par les gérants d'un tout nouvel établissement de spectacle qui va ouvrir dans quelques mois… Ce n'est autre que le Moulin Rouge. La Goulue régnera sur le lieu pendant 6 ans. En 1895, La Goulue a 29 ans. Elle est épuisée par ces années de danse, et elle est enceinte. La danseuse se retire de scène, et investit dans une baraque de forain pour continuer le spectacle. Mais c'est la fin de son grand succès. La Goulue retournera une dernière fois au Moulin Rouge en 1925, à 59 ans, pour un dernier adieu. (rediffusion) Au Cœur de l'Histoire est un podcast Europe 1. - Ecriture et présentation : Virginie Girod - Production : Camille Bichler- Direction artistique : Adèle Humbert et Julien Tharaud - Réalisation : Clément Ibrahim - Musique originale : Julien Tharaud - Musiques additionnelles : Julien Tharaud et Sébastien Guidis - Visuel : Sidonie ManginBibliographie : - Maryline Martin, La Goulue, la reine du Moulin Rouge, Le Rocher, 2019 Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Découvrez le destin de La Goulue, la plus célèbre danseuse de French Cancan !Louise Joséphine Weber, alias La Goulue, est née en 1866 dans la banlieue parisienne. Dès l'âge de deux ou trois ans, la petite se passionne pour la danse. Elle a ça dans le sang. Son père lui apprend même le chahut, à savoir l'art de lever la jambe. Alors que Louise grandit, la danse la passionne toujours autant. Elle passe du temps dans les bals quand elle ne travaille pas dans une blanchisserie avec sa mère. C'est à cette époque que La Goulue rencontre Valentin, dit “Valentin le désossé”. Les deux jeunes gens s'entendent tout de suite, et pour cause : ils partagent la même passion pour la danse. Le duo qu'ils forment se produira sur de nombreuses scènes parisiennes, dont le Moulin Rouge, pendant près de neuf ans. (rediffusion) Au Cœur de l'Histoire est un podcast Europe 1. - Ecriture et présentation : Virginie Girod - Production : Camille Bichler- Direction artistique : Adèle Humbert et Julien Tharaud - Réalisation : Clément Ibrahim - Musique originale : Julien Tharaud - Musiques additionnelles : Julien Tharaud et Sébastien Guidis - Visuel : Sidonie Mangin Bibliographie : - Maryline Martin, La Goulue, la reine du Moulin Rouge, Le Rocher, 2019. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

durée : 00:58:22 - LSD, la série documentaire - par : Céline du Chéné - L'histoire des cabarets artistiques commence à Montmartre à la fin du XIXe siècle, où deux établissements, le Chat Noir créé en 1881 et le Moulin Rouge en 1889, vont façonner l'image que nous nous faisons encore aujourd'hui des cabarets. - réalisation : Laurent Paulré

This week on the podcast is part one of our interview with David Cote. He's a playwright, librettist, and theater critic based in New York City. When we recorded his interview, his opera, Blind Injustice was performed in New York at Jazz at Lincoln Center, and in Cleveland at Playhouse Square. Last year his opera Lucidity premiered with On Site Opera in New York and then had its Northwest premiere at Seattle Opera. Next year Lucidity has its European premiere in Germany.As a journalist, David's TV and theater writing appears in The A.V. Club, Observer, 4 Columns, American Theatre and elsewhere. He was the longest serving theater editor and chief drama critic of Time Out New York, and is the author of popular companion books about the Broadway hits: Moulin Rouge! The Musical; Wicked; Jersey Boys and Spring Awakening. https://davidcote.com/

Rosanne Rebergen (27) is musicalartiest en danser. Al op jonge leeftijd had ze een grote passie voor zingen en dansen. Haar moeder moedigde haar aan om auditie te doen, waarna ze al vroeg mocht meespelen in musicals. Daarna volgden rollen in producties als Pinokkio, The Sound of Music en Joseph. Ze volgde de opleiding aan het Lucia Marthas Institute for Performing Arts en studeerde daar in 2020 af met een honours degree. Tegenwoordig vertolkt ze de rol van Nini in de iconische musical Moulin Rouge, waarin ze met acrobatiek en sierlijke dans het podium verovert. Presentator: Stijn de Vries

À Paris, les appartements de Jacques Prévert et de Boris Vian sont sauvés. Les deux logements, laissés à l'identique depuis cinquante ans, risquaient de disparaître, menacés par un projet d'expansion du Moulin Rouge, le propriétaire des lieux. Un accord a finalement été trouvé. Depuis des mois, la petite-fille de Jacques Prévert, Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert, se battait pour sauver ce patrimoine historique.  Combien de touristes passent à côté de ce petit bijou sans même le savoir ? Pour accéder aux appartements de Jacques Prévert et de Boris Vian, dans le quartier Pigalle (XVIIIe arrondissement), il faut emprunter une petite ruelle adossée au Moulin Rouge. Tout au fond se trouve une petite bâtisse. Là, derrière une lourde porte du deuxième étage, se cache l'appartement dans lequel Jacques Prévert a vécu de 1954 à 1975, juste avant sa mort en 1977.   De la table de travail du poète au fauteuil consacré à sa sieste – et qui porte encore la trace de sa sueur –, tout a été conservé à l'identique. Un petit miracle que l'on doit à Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert, la petite-fille et unique ayant droit de l'auteur.   Un véritable inventaire à la Prévert  Ici, un pape lumineux ; là, une carte postale qui fait du bruit lorsque l'on appuie dessus. « Il y a tout l'univers de Jacques Prévert dans son bureau, comme un cabinet de curiosités », raconte Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert. Un monde fantasque, aux accents malicieux, et surtout plein d'humour. « Les surréalistes adorent les farces et attrapes, il y en a plein ici », explique encore celle qui est aujourd'hui artiste.   Mais l'appartement et ses 100 m² sont aussi une véritable capsule temporelle. Il y a d'abord les murs eux-mêmes : l'endroit a été aménagé par Jacques Couëlle, architecte-sculpteur emblématique du milieu du siècle dernier. C'est lui qui a pensé ces murs blanchis à la chaux, grêlés de dizaines de petites niches de rangement, dans une ambiance méditerranéenne.  Et puis il y a ces objets, qui témoignent de l'actualité d'une époque : une lampe de mineur, offerte par les grévistes de 1963 – Jacques Prévert avait publiquement soutenu le mouvement – ; des portraits disséminés de Brigitte Bardot, que le poète admirait ; un vieux téléphone à cadran ; et même le lit d'Esmeralda, interprétée par Gina Lollobrigida dans le film Notre-Dame de Paris sorti en 1956. Des souvenirs dans un écrin, un temps menacés  Le matériel, c'est une chose ; le vivant en est une autre. De la vie, cet appartement en a connu : « Jean Gabin est venu ici fumer des cigarettes avec mon grand-père ; Arletty y a lu un texte... Sur cette table [dans la pièce à vivre], Serge Gainsbourg est venu, solennellement et timidement, demander l'autorisation à Jacques Prévert d'utiliser son nom pour sa chanson, la chanson de Prévert. Il l'a chantée à mon grand-père qui a dit : "C'est très bien, mon p'tit gars", puis ils ont ouvert une bouteille de champagne à 10 heures. » Une foule de souvenirs qui ont failli disparaître lorsque le Moulin Rouge, propriétaire des lieux, a refusé de renouveler le bail, sans concertation préalable. Il s'agissait, pour le célèbre cabaret, de mener d'importants travaux afin de réhabiliter la salle historique dans laquelle se produisait la chanteuse Mistinguett. « L'appartement de Jacques Prévert représente 0,67 % de la superficie totale du Moulin Rouge, c'est une goutte d'eau. Il n'y a pas un patrimoine qui doit en écrabouiller un autre », se désolait à l'époque Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert.   Courriers adressés au ministère de la Culture, pétition en ligne, demandes de conciliation. Rien ne semblait y faire, jusqu'à un rendez-vous fin décembre au cours duquel un accord de principe, formulé oralement, a été trouvé. « Cela nous a donné l'occasion de discuter, ce qui aurait dû être fait dès le début, relate l'unique ayant-droit de Jacques Prévert. En fait, on a eu l'impression d'un grand malentendu. » Les termes de l'accord restent encore à définir mais l'appartement de Jacques Prévert et celui de son voisin, Boris Vian, pourraient être transformés en musée. « Tout est à inventer, pointe Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert. Mais j'ai confiance, cela va être fait en bonne intelligence. » En attendant, pour éviter toute frayeur à l'avenir, elle a pris une décision : les démarches pour que l'appartement soit classé aux monuments historiques ont été lancées. À écouter aussiNotre-Dame de Paris, le miracle touristique

À Paris, les appartements de Jacques Prévert et de Boris Vian sont sauvés. Les deux logements, laissés à l'identique depuis cinquante ans, risquaient de disparaître, menacés par un projet d'expansion du Moulin Rouge, le propriétaire des lieux. Un accord a finalement été trouvé. Depuis des mois, la petite-fille de Jacques Prévert, Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert, se battait pour sauver ce patrimoine historique.  Combien de touristes passent à côté de ce petit bijou sans même le savoir ? Pour accéder aux appartements de Jacques Prévert et de Boris Vian, dans le quartier Pigalle (XVIIIe arrondissement), il faut emprunter une petite ruelle adossée au Moulin Rouge. Tout au fond se trouve une petite bâtisse. Là, derrière une lourde porte du deuxième étage, se cache l'appartement dans lequel Jacques Prévert a vécu de 1954 à 1975, juste avant sa mort en 1977.   De la table de travail du poète au fauteuil consacré à sa sieste – et qui porte encore la trace de sa sueur –, tout a été conservé à l'identique. Un petit miracle que l'on doit à Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert, la petite-fille et unique ayant droit de l'auteur.   Un véritable inventaire à la Prévert  Ici, un pape lumineux ; là, une carte postale qui fait du bruit lorsque l'on appuie dessus. « Il y a tout l'univers de Jacques Prévert dans son bureau, comme un cabinet de curiosités », raconte Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert. Un monde fantasque, aux accents malicieux, et surtout plein d'humour. « Les surréalistes adorent les farces et attrapes, il y en a plein ici », explique encore celle qui est aujourd'hui artiste.   Mais l'appartement et ses 100 m² sont aussi une véritable capsule temporelle. Il y a d'abord les murs eux-mêmes : l'endroit a été aménagé par Jacques Couëlle, architecte-sculpteur emblématique du milieu du siècle dernier. C'est lui qui a pensé ces murs blanchis à la chaux, grêlés de dizaines de petites niches de rangement, dans une ambiance méditerranéenne.  Et puis il y a ces objets, qui témoignent de l'actualité d'une époque : une lampe de mineur, offerte par les grévistes de 1963 – Jacques Prévert avait publiquement soutenu le mouvement – ; des portraits disséminés de Brigitte Bardot, que le poète admirait ; un vieux téléphone à cadran ; et même le lit d'Esmeralda, interprétée par Gina Lollobrigida dans le film Notre-Dame de Paris sorti en 1956. Des souvenirs dans un écrin, un temps menacés  Le matériel, c'est une chose ; le vivant en est une autre. De la vie, cet appartement en a connu : « Jean Gabin est venu ici fumer des cigarettes avec mon grand-père ; Arletty y a lu un texte... Sur cette table [dans la pièce à vivre], Serge Gainsbourg est venu, solennellement et timidement, demander l'autorisation à Jacques Prévert d'utiliser son nom pour sa chanson, la chanson de Prévert. Il l'a chantée à mon grand-père qui a dit : "C'est très bien, mon p'tit gars", puis ils ont ouvert une bouteille de champagne à 10 heures. » Une foule de souvenirs qui ont failli disparaître lorsque le Moulin Rouge, propriétaire des lieux, a refusé de renouveler le bail, sans concertation préalable. Il s'agissait, pour le célèbre cabaret, de mener d'importants travaux afin de réhabiliter la salle historique dans laquelle se produisait la chanteuse Mistinguett. « L'appartement de Jacques Prévert représente 0,67 % de la superficie totale du Moulin Rouge, c'est une goutte d'eau. Il n'y a pas un patrimoine qui doit en écrabouiller un autre », se désolait à l'époque Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert.   Courriers adressés au ministère de la Culture, pétition en ligne, demandes de conciliation. Rien ne semblait y faire, jusqu'à un rendez-vous fin décembre au cours duquel un accord de principe, formulé oralement, a été trouvé. « Cela nous a donné l'occasion de discuter, ce qui aurait dû être fait dès le début, relate l'unique ayant-droit de Jacques Prévert. En fait, on a eu l'impression d'un grand malentendu. » Les termes de l'accord restent encore à définir mais l'appartement de Jacques Prévert et celui de son voisin, Boris Vian, pourraient être transformés en musée. « Tout est à inventer, pointe Eugénie Bachelot-Prévert. Mais j'ai confiance, cela va être fait en bonne intelligence. » En attendant, pour éviter toute frayeur à l'avenir, elle a pris une décision : les démarches pour que l'appartement soit classé aux monuments historiques ont été lancées. À écouter aussiNotre-Dame de Paris, le miracle touristique

The Harvest Series podcast, hosted by Rose Claverie, welcomes award-winning composer and music supervisor Justin Levine for a very special conversation that unfolds as much through sound as through words. Recorded in nature during Harvest, this episode blends music, reflection, and creative honesty.Levine shares how creativity should exist beyond productivity, why vulnerability is essential in collaboration, and how major works like Moulin Rouge! are built through trust, humility, and collective vision. He also reflects on courage, leadership, and learning to let creativity exist without judgment.What happens when we stop asking creativity to justify itself and allow it to simply be part of how we live?Chapters00:00 – Welcome to Harvest01:05 – Music as conversation, not performance03:40 – Teaching creativity for its own sake05:10 – Starting without talent or permission06:30 – Growing up self-taught in a musical home08:40 – Discovering music as a profession10:15 – What a music director actually does14:20 – Orchestrating Moulin Rouge!18:15 – Collaboration, ego, and leadership21:00 – Adapting iconic works for Broadway26:35 – Violence, music, and emotional impact32:40 – Courage, vulnerability, and creative trust36:20 – Closing reflections and musicYou can follow us on Instagram at @HarvestSeries or @rose.claverie for updates.Watch our podcast episodes and speaker sessions on YouTube: Harvest Series.Credits:Sound editing by: @lesbellesfrequencesTechnician in Kaplankaya: Joel MoriasiMusic by: ChambordHarvest Series is produced in partnership with Athena Advisers and Capital PartnersHarvest Series Founders: Burak Öymen and Roman Carel

This week, we're heading to the iconic red windmill to talk all about BroadwaySF's production of Moulin Rouge! ❤️✨ We share our experience seeing this high-energy, spectacle-filled show — from the stunning choreography to the immersive design that pulls you right into the world of the Moulin Rouge.We also got to chat with Kenneth, who serves as a dance captain and swing for the production. He gives us insight into the demanding choreography, what it's like covering multiple tracks, and how the company keeps such a massive show running smoothly night after night.It's a fun, behind-the-scenes look at one of Broadway's flashiest productions — and a great listen for theatre fans and dance lovers alike.

Jingle Ball is an annual winter concert thrown by iHeartRadio! I just attended 12/12's show at MSG! My review of the venue, artists, seats, and televised special are discussed in this episode. Theme Song: "Dance Track", composed by Jessica Ann CatenaNYC Lineup:Monsta X; liveRavyn Lenae; liveMyles Smith; liveK-Pop Demon Hunters Singalong (Saja Boys) - Soundtrack Jessie Murph; liveZara Larsson; liveAlex Warren; liveNelly; liveLaufey; liveConan Gray; liveRenee Rapp; liveEd Sheeran; live"Play It Cool" - Monsta X feat. Steve Aoki (2019)Related Episodes: Ep. 13 - Top 40 Songs of 2021 (Part 2)Ep. 117 - Top 40 Songs of 2021 (Part 2)Ep. 123 - Z100's Radio HistoryEp. 187 - Ed Sheeran Top 11Ep. 260 - Global Citizen Festival 2024 - ReviewEp. 292 - Ed Sheeran's "Azizam" & "Old Phone"Ep. 295 - Modern Folk: Alex Warren & Myles SmithEp. 301 - Live Aid's 40th CoverageEp. 303 - Moulin Rouge! Film & Play Ep. 308 - VMAs 2025 PredictionsEp. 309 - Laufey's 'A Matter of Time' ReviewEp. 322 - Christmas 2025 PlaylistFollow us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Spotify playlists. 

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Michigan Weather and Women: Part 3 How did we ever get here? Based on a post by CleverGenericName, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected. "When I was fourteen, Mr. Johnson introduced me to a friend of his, Henry White, who was a master plumber. Henry was a high-functioning alcoholic whose temper had driven away all his old apprentices and journeymen. Luckily, I was always big for my age, and Mr. Johnson assured Henry that I was seventeen, turning eighteen in the next few months, so he took me on with the promise to make me an apprentice as soon as I was old enough. By the time that Henry learned my actual age, he had come to rely on me so much that he kept me on." "But what about school? Don't you need a high school diploma to become an apprentice?" "One good thing about growing up in a small town is that most people know the score. I made it to school when I could, and Henry and I worked a lot on the weekends, while Alison watched the rest of my siblings. Most of my teachers let me through with C's and D's, even though I must have missed half of my classes. Everyone knew that I was working with Henry and that I would need my high school diploma to become an apprentice, so they just kind of let me slip through. "I had well over 6,000 hours of experience plumbing before I even turned 18 and could formally become an apprentice. By that point, Henry was a significantly less functional alcoholic, and I was doing everything for his business; all the plumbing and all of the invoicing. He just signed off on the work. If anyone had ever looked into it, he could have gotten into real trouble, but we did smaller jobs for folks who didn't have a lot of money, so no one ever noticed or cared. "Just about the last thing that Henry did before he passed was to swear out my application to become a master plumber. Then one day I showed up for work, and he had died in his sleep. He didn't own much of anything, other than his tools, and he didn't have any family that I knew of, so I just kept on working." After a few minutes spent lying together in silence, I thought that Erin might have drifted off, but she had one more question for me before she did. "When did your mom leave?" I had never told anyone that part of my story; even my brother and sisters thought that Mom had just left one day, leaving me in charge. The reality was so much worse. "By the time Lane started school, Mom had already left us. Not physically, but in all the other ways that matter. She didn't work, and she regularly brought her 'boyfriends' back to our house to trade sex for drugs. Any support she got from social services went straight into her arm or up her nose. I was working long hours by then, to pay the rent and put food on the table, so sometimes that meant that Mary or my brother would be at home with Mom when I wasn't there. I knew it was playing with fire, but there was nothing I could do about it other than pray. "Normally, when I got home, I would blow my horn as I pulled into our drive and Lane would come running out to hug me and tell me about his day. So, I knew something was wrong when I came home late one evening, turned off my truck, and he still hadn't come out. I went inside, and Mom was sitting stoned in the living room watching TV. I asked where Lane was, and she just waved toward the back of the house. Alison and Sharon were out, so Mary and Lane were home with her by themselves. I found him in the room that we shared, cowering in the corner, with little Mary guarding the door. She was only eight at the time. "After a few minutes, I got Lane to tell me what was wrong, and he showed me his arm. Earlier, he had been in the kitchen and had bumped into Mom while she was cooking something on the stove. In a burst of rage, or maybe just evil, she grabbed his arm and held it against the burner. You can still see the scar on his arm today. "That was the end of it. I asked Mary to stay with Lane in our room, I packed Mom's things into the one suitcase we owned, and I drove her to the bus station. I bought her a ticket to Grand Rapids, gave her all the cash in my wallet, and waited with her until she boarded. I told her I would call the police if she ever came back. "Before she left, she spat on me and told me she wished I had never been born." I marveled at how flat my voice sounded, but to my surprise, my cheeks felt wet. I thought I had lost the ability to cry long ago. "Can you imagine that, abandoning your own mother? I'll probably burn in hell, but it was the only way I could think of to keep my brother and sisters safe. I haven't seen her since, although she used to call a couple of times a year asking for money. I didn't feel too bad about hanging up on her when she did, though, since she was still collecting family benefits for us all. Lane barely remembers her, which is likely a blessing, so I made up the story about Mom going away for the weekend and never coming back. "Since then, I have done what was needed for us to survive. When Alison finished school, she wanted to stay home to help look after the others, but I convinced her to go to college. I said that Mom had put aside some money for her tuition, but of course, that was a lie. I have been making the payments for her, but I wanted her to have the chance to just be young, for once. To get away from all of this, at least for a while." "But what about you, Davis?" "I don't matter." "Well, you matter to me." While I was speaking, Erin had wrapped both arms around me and was now holding me tight against her body. When I finished, my body was wracked by waves of uncontrollable grief, but she held me through it all. Eventually, as I started to calm down, she gave me gentle kisses on the nape of my neck and whispered to me in a soft voice. I don't remember what she said, but I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. The power came back on early the next morning, and Erin and I were the first people to wake up. She lay beside me with a small smile on her face. "You've had some hard times, Davis Crawford, but you have come out the other side. You're pretty amazing." I felt a sudden burst of both elation and fear as I returned her smile. "Thanks for listening and not judging me. I've never told anyone some of the things I shared with you." "It was my pleasure. Now let's get up and make some coffee." Looking out the window, the snowdrifts were over two feet high in places, but I knew they weren't going to get any lighter as the sun came out and they started to melt. "I am going to get started on the shoveling if you want to start on breakfast." Erin gave me a bemused look. "Or maybe, I am fully capable of shoveling snow, and we can get it done twice as fast by working together." A few minutes after we started, Lane came out to help. At one point, when Erin was on the other side of the yard, he started to speak. "I heard some of what you said to Erin last night. I never knew what Mom did to you, what you did to protect us. Thank you." "Ah, Bud. I never wanted you to worry. Mom wasn't well for a long time, and she made some terrible choices. But she's gone now, and you will always be safe with me." By the time we finished, we had worked ourselves into a lather, so I suggested to Wilma that she get a snow plowing service for the winter. She gave me a look that implied that somewhere there was a village searching for its idiot; and that idiot was me. "Oh, I have a service, but they take so long to come that they are useless if they bother to show up at all." Erin jumped into the conversation, looking pissed off. "It's part of my family and the McDougal's ongoing campaign to get Gran to move. I have told them how dangerous the game they are playing is, but they just don't seem to care." I thought for a minute, before walking a little ways away and making a call. When I returned, I had some good news for Wilma. "Go ahead and cancel your current service. If they aren't going to do the work, they shouldn't have a problem with not getting paid. I called an old friend of mine from school who runs a snow removal company out of Harbor Springs, who owes me a favor or nine. From now on, you will be at the top of his list." Erin and I texted just about every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas, and we talked most nights when she wasn't working. We were both insanely busy; Erin was providing pediatric coverage for two hospitals that were three hours apart, and I was working as much overtime as possible, to save up for Christmas. Some weeks, the only time we had to meet in person was Sunday afternoons at Wilma's. Mary, in turn, was flourishing under Wilma's guidance. It seemed like she was channeling her emotions into her art, and I began to see the kind and thoughtful sister reemerge that I thought I had lost forever. She wouldn't show me the painting she was working on, but Wilma said she was making good progress, and that was all I needed to know. As it got towards mid-December, our thoughts turned to Christmas. Since Wilma's family was still boycotting the holidays, we decided to have a joint celebration like at Thanksgiving. Erin was going to be working at the hospital in Petoskey on Christmas Day, but we promised to keep Wilma company and to bring her a Christmas meal that she could eat on her break. In typical fashion, she tried to convince us that she would be fine with cafeteria food, but we would hear nothing of it. When we got to Wilma's house for lunch on Christmas Day, she had stockings laid out by the fireplace with a present for each of us. Santa must have had a very healthy budget, because he brought Lane a new fishing rod, Mary a set of expensive paints and charcoals, Sharon a contribution to her college fund, and Alison a specialized nurse's bag with a personalized stethoscope. Rather than a present, my stocking came with a small envelope that contained a pair of tickets to the traveling production of "Moulin Rouge" that was playing in Grand Rapids in March. Although I was happy to get a present of any kind, Wilma must have seen my look of confusion at the choice. "I was talking to Santa, and he mentioned that Erin loves musicals. Phillip used to take her to them when she was younger. He would put on his best suit, and she would get all dolled up in a dress with some of my jewelry, and they would go out for a fancy dinner before the show and have a grand old time." I looked at her in amusement, before replying. "Well, it seems that Santa is about as subtle as a sledgehammer. But I will have to say thanks, next time I bump into him." Our present to Wilma came in three parts. First, we included her in our Christmas cookie exchange, and Mary even gave her a double portion of the chocolate chip cookies she had baked. Second, the five of us committed to helping her catch up on the yard work and house repairs that had fallen by the wayside since Phillip passed. And finally, we pledged to do everything in our power to make sure that she could stay in her house for as long as she was able. Wilma hugged and thanked each of us with tears in her eyes, then looked over at Mary. "Why don't you get your present for your brother." Mary went to the studio at the back of the house and brought back what looked like a small painting, wrapped in Christmas paper. "I wanted to make you something to say 'thank you' for everything you have done for us. And for not giving up on me." When I unwrapped the painting, I was stunned. It was very different from Phillip or Wilma's more realistic works and had vibrant streaks of paint that burst across the canvas, meeting, seemingly at random, in explosions of color. The entire piece was chaotic, except for a single corner that was shielded from the turmoil by a solid arc of paint that was the exact color of my eyes. After lunch, Mary and Sharon kept Wilma company while Alison, Lane, and I went to see Erin at the hospital. Things were pretty quiet, so she had time to sit and eat her dinner with us. While she ate, I showed her pictures from earlier in the day. She laughed at one, in particular, of Wilma with her arm around Mary while they were wearing festive paper hats from their Christmas crackers. "Thank you for taking such good care of Wilma, Davis. She would never admit it, but the holidays would have been very lonely for her this year without you. It means the world to me that you could be there for her." We chatted a bit longer before I pulled out my present for Erin. It was a small flat package which she opened slowly. Inside was a framed drawing of Wilma's house, as seen from the docks, as she looked out the picture window in her living room. "This is amazing, who made it?" "I used to draw quite a bit in school. Since Mary has been working with your Gran, I thought I might give it another try, and I particularly liked how this one turned out." "It's beautiful, Davis. Thank you." She started to blush as she glanced over at Lane, before she slid a card over to me, and whispered, "Maybe you should wait to open this until later when you're alone." Inside the card was Erin's two-part gift to me. First, an invitation to visit her in Grand Rapids, and second, a night for the two of us in a suite at a very nice hotel. New Year's Eve was even quieter than usual at our house. Erin was working in Grand Rapids and was on call that evening. I spoke with her earlier in the day, however, and wished her a Happy New Year, and we sent each other kissing emojis at midnight. The rest of us spent the night playing board games. The only real excitement came a few days earlier when Mary asked if she could invite a friend to join us. "And is this friend a boy, by chance?" As far as I knew, Mary had never had a boyfriend, so this was a new development. Mary didn't have to answer, since her blush did the talking for her. "Do we know this boy?" "It's; It's James McDougal. But he's not like his brothers. He's a good guy." I had my reservations about all of the McDougals, but I was willing to give him a chance. I had only met James that one time at his parent's house when I had gone to get Mary, and he seemed polite enough. But since he was a McDougal, he was starting with two strikes and was in danger of going down swinging. To give Mary credit, James passed the first boyfriend test before he even made it into the house. When he drove into the yard, Munchkin was the first to greet him. He wasn't growling or barking like he sometimes did, or showing his teeth, but he was plenty intimidating. James waited patiently for him to approach before carefully scratching behind his ears. After Mary came out to greet James, Munchkin decided he was alright and fell in behind them as they came inside. Just after midnight, as he was getting ready to leave, James took me aside. "I just wanted to say, sir, that I am sorry for what happened with Mary a few months back. I should never have brought her over to my house without your permission, and I should have brought her right back home once I saw that my brothers were home. I promise you, that despite my bad judgment, I would have made sure that nothing happened to her, and I won't ever make that mistake again." I had to admit that James was growing on me. Chapter 5. It wasn't long before Mary introduced James to Wilma. I had to work on a Sunday in early January, so he offered to drive her to Wilma's in my place. I could tell he was nervous, and he was wearing a nice, collared shirt with some clean jeans, under his winter jacket. By the time he brought Mary home, his shirt was soaked in sweat, and he looked a little like a young man returning from war. Later that week, I asked Wilma what she thought of him. "He seems like a nice, polite boy and he sure is besotted with our Mary. While Mary and I worked on her latest painting, he did some chores for me, including chopping and stacking the entire half cord of wood you dropped off last week. But he didn't complain, and he was still smiling at Mary when he was done, so I think he will do." Wilma's relationship with the rest of the McDougals, however, remained tense, and they made it clear to me that continuing to help her would come at a steep cost. I ran into Calum one evening at the grocery store and he made their position crystal clear. "We've got a big job coming up in Indian River that you might be interested in. Starts in a week, and it would keep you busy for the better part of the next year, solid. The job is yours if you want it." "What's this job going to cost me?" "It's yours, no strings attached. But you wouldn't have time to help old lady Anderson anymore. You know, and I know, that it's time for her to move on from that land. It's what her family wants and it's what's best for her. I am sure that doctor down in Petoskey would understand, I figure she must be tired of looking after that grandmother of hers all the time anyway. Think how much more time the two of you would have together if you were working a regular nine-to-five kind of job. "On the other hand, if you don't work with us on this project, my family is going to take it pretty hard. Hard enough that we might reach out to our friends and neighbors to let them know that you are not a team player and that they may not want to do business with you." There it was. They were threatening to ruin me if I didn't do what they wanted. I knew they couldn't cut off all of my business since there were too many people in the lower peninsula who had been screwed over by them in the past. But they could sure make things tough for me. I am really bad at taking orders, however, particularly from dickheads like Calum McDougal. Calum had a cynical smile as he walked away. He didn't value decency or loyalty, so I was sure he thought he had won me over. All he had done was harden my resolve. I felt honor-bound to reach out to my friend who was clearing Wilma's driveway, though, to let him know that he might get some heat from the McDougals. He was surprisingly poetic in his response. "Fuck those arrogant worm-drowners and the horses they rode in on." Valentine's Day was never a big deal for me. Over the years, I hadn't had time to date, and I wouldn't have had any money to do anything special if I did, so the Hallmark holiday passed me by without too much fuss or bother. I had hoped things might be different since I was with Erin, but she was on call at the hospital in Petoskey, and I was pushing hard on a large multi-unit build that was on a tight schedule, so I was working six or even seven days a week until it was done. My work hadn't completely dried up since my run-in with Calum, but it had certainly taken a hit, so I was not in a position to turn down jobs, no matter how inconvenient. My one consolation was I knew I would see Erin in a couple of weeks when I visited her in Grand Rapids for the show. I had some flowers delivered to her at the hospital anyway, to let her know that I was thinking of her. That earned me an emoji-filled text and an enthusiastic video call when she was done with her shift. As the date of the show got closer, I started to get anxious. I had never been to a live performance of anything, except the occasional high school assembly, and I worried that Erin would be disappointed in my lack of manners and refinement. Wilma noticed my growing nervousness and decided that I needed a pep talk. "Listen, Davis. Erin likes you for who you are. She doesn't need or want you to act like some slick yuppie from the big city." "I know, Wilma, but I don't even know what to wear. The nicest outfit I own is still just a collared shirt over a pair of jeans." "Hmm, I can help you with that. I still have some of Phillip's old suits and ties, let's take a look and see what might fit." Half an hour later, Wilma had picked out a heavier dark charcoal-colored suit, a lightweight linen suit suitable for warmer weather, and a dark grey suit with tight pinstripes for me to try on. She had some shirts for me, as well, from when Phillip was younger. "Phillip wore that pinstripe suit the first time that he took me to the movies. I'll never forget that night, he looked just like Cary Grant. If you bring these suits to the tailor in Indian River, he should be able to take in the jacket and hem the pants to fit you perfectly. A good tailor can make these suits look like they were cut just for you." I didn't want to seem ungrateful, but I couldn't help but wonder if I would look funny in a decades-old suit. Wilma dismissed my concerns out of hand. "Let me tell you a little secret. If you buy a cheap suit, it will quickly begin to look tacky and dated. If you invest in a quality suit, it will age gracefully and become a timeless classic." Finally, Wilma selected a half dozen ties for me to try on and spent an hour teaching me how to tie a half-Windsor knot. "Get these suits altered, grab yourself a pair of polished black leather shoes, and you'll have those snooty pricks at the theatre thinking they are underdressed. And try to have fun. Erin loves the theatre, so if the two of you continue to fall in love, you will be going with her at least a couple of times a year, so you might as well enjoy it." I stood there in shock for a moment. "Do you really think Erin is falling in love with me?" "Well, yes, I do. And it's clear as daylight that you're in love with her too. But don't overthink things. Just go to the show and have a great night together. And here, take this with you as well," Wilma said handing me a navy blue pocket square with a distinctive paisley pattern. "Most men don't bother wearing a pocket square anymore, but I think they complete the look perfectly. You should wear this one on your date with Erin." Wilma took a final look at me and then slipped a twenty-dollar bill into my pocket. "That's for you to get a haircut before the show. Your normal 'shaggy mutt lost in a forest' look is adorable but not for your big date." The day of the performance approached with both aching slowness and relentless speed. We hadn't discussed it, but I knew (or at least strongly suspected) that Erin would have some expectations about how we spent our time together after the show. Unfortunately, I had no experience when it came to women other than a single kiss with Brittany Johnson back in my sophomore year of high school. I was terrified that I would disappoint her. To make matters worse, I had the three-and-a-half-hour drive to Grand Rapids to overthink things. By the time I arrived at Erin's apartment complex, I was a bit of a mess. My nerves were somewhat allayed, however, when Erin came running out to greet me with a huge smile on her face. "You made it! How was the drive? Wow, I love the haircut! I hope you're not too tired. I can't wait for tonight. I have been telling the girls all about you, and they are dying to see if the man lives up to the legend!" I guess Erin could see the sudden swell of anxiety on my face, so she took my hand. "Don't worry, the girls will love you, Davis. Why don't you grab your bag and come inside? I thought we could get changed here and then check in to the hotel before dinner and the show." Erin's housemates were really sweet, and the three of us chatted for at least an hour while Erin got ready before I excused myself to do the same. I put on Phillip's charcoal grey suit along with the crisp white shirt that Wilma had recommended. It took me four tries to tie my navy blue tie, but even I could tell that it made the colors in my paisley pocket square pop. Despite my nerves, I was still ready before Erin, so I rejoined her housemates in the living room while I waited. They kept sneaking glances at me when they thought I wasn't looking, so much so that I thought I must have done something wrong. Rather than second-guessing myself, I decided to take the bull by the horns and ask; better to be embarrassed in front of Erin's housemates than in front of her. "It's; it's not that you did anything wrong. It's just that you look; well, amazing; like an old-time movie star or something. Erin is going to swoon when she sees you." "You really think so?" I asked, still not sure of myself. Just then, I heard Erin's voice from behind me. "I'm sorry I took so long; we should head out before we're;" Erin went silent as I turned to look at her. She was wearing a floor-length emerald-green dress, which seemed to flow around her and mold to her curves, gathering delicately at her neck while leaving her back bare. Her sandy-blonde hair was styled in an elegant updo, while a few strands floated loose, framing her face. But, as always, what captured and held my gaze were her amber eyes, which danced and sparkled as she moved. My hands began to tremble, and I didn't trust myself to speak. "Do I look alright, Davis?" I took a deep breath that sent oxygen coursing through my body, as I found my voice. "I had no idea that anyone could look as beautiful as you do right now." Apparently, she liked my response, since her face broke into a wide grin. "You look mighty handsome yourself, Mister," she said while making a small adjustment to the knot of my tie. "Is that one of Grampy's suits? It looks amazing on you, and I love the tie and the; Oh; Oh, Davis. Is that Grampy's pocket square?" I could see tears forming in her eyes. "Wilma thought you might like it; that it might remind you of Phillip and the times he took you to the theatre when you were younger. I don't have to wear it, though, if you don't like it," I said reaching up to take it out of my pocket. Erin stopped my hand with hers, however, and then lightly ran her fingertips over the colorful square. "Gran was right. It reminds me of Grampy and now it will remind me of you. Please, I want you to wear it. For me." I felt a bit self-conscious pulling up to a fancy hotel in my ratty old truck, but it didn't seem to faze Erin in the least, so I decided not to worry about it. The suite she had booked was by far the nicest room of any kind that I had ever been in, but I tried not to seem like a country rube as I looked around. "Do you like it?" Erin asked a bit nervously, as she tried to gauge my reaction. "Honestly, I thought that rooms like this were just for celebrities and movie stars, and folks like that." "Normally that's the case, I guess, but for one night; tonight; it's ours." Dinner was lovely. I kept expecting people to see past my suit and realize that I was an imposter; just a plumber from the peninsula; not the kind of man who should be spending the evening with a woman like Erin. But she seemed to be having a wonderful time, so I began to relax. My anxiety was further abated when she leaned over the table and said in a low voice. "Jesus, the women in this place can't stop checking you out. I'm kind of wishing I had brought my bear spray now to keep them away. I need to excuse myself for a minute, but I wouldn't be surprised to find one of them trying to take my place when I get back." "Erin, I would never;" "I know, Darling. And frankly, they can look all they want because I know who you're going home with tonight." After that, I looked around the room with a new eye and noticed the subtle glances in my direction, and the shy smiles and blushes. I guess Phillip really did have good taste in suits. After dinner, we walked arm-in-arm to the performance hall, which was very impressive, with its soaring ceilings and plush velvet upholstery. Our seats were in a box on the right-hand side of the hall, which gave us a commanding view of the stage. As the lights went down, Erin took my hand in eager anticipation. I don't remember much about the performance that night; I spent more time watching Erin's childlike wonder than what was happening on the stage. Erin was still holding my hand at the intermission, and I felt a warm sense of contentment wash over me. "Oh, I forgot to mention, some of the largest donors to the hospital are hosting a reception after the performance. Would it be alright if we put in an appearance before we head back to our hotel?" I agreed without hesitation; a decision I would second guess before the night was over. It was close to 10:30 by the time the performance ended, and Erin held my arm, while resting her head on my shoulder, as we made our way through the hall to the reception. We each grabbed a drink, and we drifted through the small crowd until Erin was greeted warmly by a distinguished-looking older couple. Erin introduced them to me as the hosts of the reception, Mr. and Mrs. Wendel. "Please, just call us Tom and Martha. And you two make such a lovely couple. What do you do, Davis?" "I am a plumber, Ma'am," I replied, wondering how that news would be received by this obviously well-to-do couple, but I needn't have worried. "What kind of plumbing do you do?" Tom asked with genuine interest. "Mainly residential at this point, since I just got my master's license last year. A lot of the larger builders want to see some gray hairs on the heads of their skilled tradesmen, so right now, I am just doing what I can to pay the bills." "Amen, to that brother. I remember those days well. I started out, over 30 years ago now, as a dry Waller, and I spent more years than I care to remember doing whatever jobs I could get, just to get a foot in the door. It paid off for me in the end, though. Say, I am working on a development on the south side of town and was wondering;" Before Martha could stop him, Tom launched into a long and technical question about a challenge he was having with the plumbing for his new development. When I started an equally long and technical response, Erin kissed me on the cheek and whispered that Martha and she were going to go to the bar to get another drink. A few minutes later, I was still talking with Tom when a movement at the bar caught my eye. I looked more closely and saw that Erin was speaking with a tall, arrogant-looking man who kept trying to put his hand on her lower back, while she forcefully pushed it away. "My apologies, Tom, but could you give me a minute?" Without waiting for a reply, I walked over to where Erin was standing and slipped my arm around her waist, just as the man reached for her for a third time. "Hey, now," I said, trying to defuse the situation with a bit of humor. "At least buy me a drink before you make a move on me like that." His hand recoiled like it had been scalded, and his cheeks colored in anger. I could smell the alcohol on his breath from where I was standing. "Well, if it isn't the plumber," he said in a mocking tone. He must have been eavesdropping on my conversation with Tom, and he clearly wasn't impressed. "What did you think of the show this evening? Actually, that's hardly a fair question since you've probably never been to the theatre before. So, how about something more your level? I wonder what you would think of the bathrooms in my new penthouse. I am sure you would find them very impressive. I will give you a call the next time my toilet gets clogged, and you can come and check them out." He seemed very pleased with his insults, so he continued, a condescending grin on his face. "Anyway, Dr. Anderson, as I was saying, it was charitable of you to let the help see how the rest of us live, and I am sure he is having a good time and all, but it's past time for him to bring his daddy's suit home, don't you think? Why don't you leave him to it, and you and I can go have a drink? And then; who knows? I had dealt with people like this prick for my entire life. When you grow up with one abusive parent and no money, you get used to just about everyone feeling like they are better than you. There was nothing I could do about that, but I learned to use humor as a shield to protect myself and deflect attention. But sometimes humor just wasn't enough. And when humor failed, a more direct approach was called for. "You know, if you're trying to insult me, you're going to have to work a whole lot harder than that. But I doubt that hard work is something that you're too familiar with. I have been working since I was twelve to put food on the table for my brother and sisters. I have been a plumber since I was fourteen; by the time I was fifteen, I am sure I had already spent more time ankle-deep in shit than you've spent doing honest work in your entire life. "I didn't borrow this suit from my father because I don't know who my father is; that's right, I'm a bastard. But I am a bastard by circumstance and not by choice. I was born this way, what's your excuse? And since you asked, the suit I'm wearing belonged to Erin's grandfather, and you're right, I would never be able to afford a suit like this myself. But it's an honor to wear a suit that belonged to a man who loved Erin more than anything in this world. If I am really lucky, maybe she will let me love her just as deeply one day. "I may not know that much about musicals or the theatre, but anything that brings that much joy to Erin is more than fine in my books. So, I am going to continue to have a wonderful time with Erin this evening. Why wouldn't I? I am here with the most beautiful woman in the place, or;" I swept my gaze over to Martha, who was still standing beside Erin, "tied for the most beautiful, anyway." The man's face was now distorted with anger, and he took a step towards me. I stepped forward to meet him, my eyes never leaving his. Before, I had been speaking loudly for the benefit of those around us, but now I was speaking in a controlled voice, pitched for his ears alone. "You can say what you want about me, you prick. I have no respect for arrogant shitheels like you, so I just don't care. But before you ever think about putting your hands on Erin again, without her consent, you would do well to remember the Pipe Wrench Incident. "When I was fourteen, two of the men my mother was having sex with, in exchange for drugs, decided that my sister Alison should join in their fun. She was just nine years old. Luckily, I was home at the time, but I was just a kid, and they were fully grown men. When it was over, they were in the hospital, and I was cleaning my pipe wrench with some WD-40 and a rag." I looked him up and down once, dismissively. "Remember that story the next time you're tempted to touch someone I love." I turned to Tom who had come over to stand with Martha. "I'm sorry I interrupted your lovely event, and please don't hold my bad manners against Erin. I don't want to cause any more trouble, so maybe we should be on our way." Tom held up his hand indicating that we should stay. "Dr. Allen, you're drunk and making an ass of yourself. Please see yourself out. On your way home, please consider what you would like me to say at the next Board meeting regarding your behavior tonight." As a chastened Dr. Allen left the reception, Erin leaned over and whispered in my ear, "So, I'm someone you love, am I?" Before I could stammer a reply, Erin kissed my cheek and led me away to get a drink. We avoided the topic of Dr. Allen for the rest of the evening until we were on our way back to the hotel. "Did you really put two men in the hospital with a pipe wrench?" I chuckled softly before responding. "That part of the story is 100% true. What I didn't mention, though, was that they were both stoned at the time and facing the other direction. They would have killed me in a fair fight." It was close to midnight by the time we made it back to the hotel. We held each other's hands as we walked to the elevators, and Erin leaned against me as the doors closed. "Davis, how would you like this evening to end?" My heart started racing and my hands trembled. "I; I want to be with you. But, I have never;" "Are you still a virgin?" "I kissed a girl once, back in high school, but it was nothing like kissing you. I want you more than anything I have ever wanted in my life, but I don't want to disappoint you." Erin tried to stay calm as she replied. "So, you think that I am some kind of floozy who is going to compare you to all my past conquests?" "No, that's not it at all, I;" "Or do you think that I am so shallow that I will get mad at you if it takes a little while for you to learn what I like?" "No, I don't think that either;" "Okay, then. Here is what's going to happen. When we get to our room, you are going to move some of the furniture out of the way, while I put on some music. You still remember how to dance, right? And then we will take things slowly. I will let you know what makes me feel good, and you will let me know what makes you feel even better. And we will be together, and that's all that matters." And that is what happened. Erin started a playlist of songs that she liked, and we slowly danced together in our room. After the first song ended, she nuzzled into my chest as she loosened my tie and undid the first two buttons of my shirt. When the next song started, she started gently kissing and then licking my chest, causing my manhood to stiffen almost painfully. "Well, hello, my rather large friend. You need to be patient, for now. But if you're good, I may kiss you as well before the night is done." Her sensuous voice, and the image it evoked, were definitely not conducive to patience, and I let out a low moan of pleasure. "That's what I like to hear," she murmured as she untucked my shirt and continued to undo my buttons until she could run her tongue over my nipples and tweak them with her teeth. She looked up at me with sultry, half-lidded eyes. "It's okay for you to touch me as well if you want," she said, as she took one of my hands and slid it under the back of her dress and down to her silky-smooth cheeks. She slid my other hand under the front of her dress so that it cupped her tit, and she sucked in a breath as I stroked my callused thumb over her nipple. "Now some women like it when you;" I kissed her before she could finish her thought. "Erin, I don't care what some women like, the only woman I want is you." "Oh," she replied in a breathy voice. "Well, I like it when you're a bit rougher with my tits. Not right away, I need to be in the mood; like I am now;" She lost her train of thought as my hand enveloped and massaged her tit, squeezing her nipple lightly between my thumb and forefinger as I lifted it away from her body. "Mmmm, yes. Just like that, baby." I felt a wave of heat roll up the fingers on my other hand, so I slid it further down until I felt a small triangle of material, that was slick with liquid heat. I slipped my finger a little further and felt her long smooth cunt open at my touch. "Oh, Baby," Erin whispered huskily into my ear. "We are going to have so much fun tonight." It was strange going back to my regular life after my night with Erin. The time with her was so incredible, and so beyond anything I could ever have imagined, that it didn't seem real. To be continued in part 4. Based on a post by CleverGenericName, in 4 parts, for Literotica.

Michigan Weather and Women: Part 3 How did we ever get here? Based on a post by CleverGenericName, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected. "When I was fourteen, Mr. Johnson introduced me to a friend of his, Henry White, who was a master plumber. Henry was a high-functioning alcoholic whose temper had driven away all his old apprentices and journeymen. Luckily, I was always big for my age, and Mr. Johnson assured Henry that I was seventeen, turning eighteen in the next few months, so he took me on with the promise to make me an apprentice as soon as I was old enough. By the time that Henry learned my actual age, he had come to rely on me so much that he kept me on." "But what about school? Don't you need a high school diploma to become an apprentice?" "One good thing about growing up in a small town is that most people know the score. I made it to school when I could, and Henry and I worked a lot on the weekends, while Alison watched the rest of my siblings. Most of my teachers let me through with C's and D's, even though I must have missed half of my classes. Everyone knew that I was working with Henry and that I would need my high school diploma to become an apprentice, so they just kind of let me slip through. "I had well over 6,000 hours of experience plumbing before I even turned 18 and could formally become an apprentice. By that point, Henry was a significantly less functional alcoholic, and I was doing everything for his business; all the plumbing and all of the invoicing. He just signed off on the work. If anyone had ever looked into it, he could have gotten into real trouble, but we did smaller jobs for folks who didn't have a lot of money, so no one ever noticed or cared. "Just about the last thing that Henry did before he passed was to swear out my application to become a master plumber. Then one day I showed up for work, and he had died in his sleep. He didn't own much of anything, other than his tools, and he didn't have any family that I knew of, so I just kept on working." After a few minutes spent lying together in silence, I thought that Erin might have drifted off, but she had one more question for me before she did. "When did your mom leave?" I had never told anyone that part of my story; even my brother and sisters thought that Mom had just left one day, leaving me in charge. The reality was so much worse. "By the time Lane started school, Mom had already left us. Not physically, but in all the other ways that matter. She didn't work, and she regularly brought her 'boyfriends' back to our house to trade sex for drugs. Any support she got from social services went straight into her arm or up her nose. I was working long hours by then, to pay the rent and put food on the table, so sometimes that meant that Mary or my brother would be at home with Mom when I wasn't there. I knew it was playing with fire, but there was nothing I could do about it other than pray. "Normally, when I got home, I would blow my horn as I pulled into our drive and Lane would come running out to hug me and tell me about his day. So, I knew something was wrong when I came home late one evening, turned off my truck, and he still hadn't come out. I went inside, and Mom was sitting stoned in the living room watching TV. I asked where Lane was, and she just waved toward the back of the house. Alison and Sharon were out, so Mary and Lane were home with her by themselves. I found him in the room that we shared, cowering in the corner, with little Mary guarding the door. She was only eight at the time. "After a few minutes, I got Lane to tell me what was wrong, and he showed me his arm. Earlier, he had been in the kitchen and had bumped into Mom while she was cooking something on the stove. In a burst of rage, or maybe just evil, she grabbed his arm and held it against the burner. You can still see the scar on his arm today. "That was the end of it. I asked Mary to stay with Lane in our room, I packed Mom's things into the one suitcase we owned, and I drove her to the bus station. I bought her a ticket to Grand Rapids, gave her all the cash in my wallet, and waited with her until she boarded. I told her I would call the police if she ever came back. "Before she left, she spat on me and told me she wished I had never been born." I marveled at how flat my voice sounded, but to my surprise, my cheeks felt wet. I thought I had lost the ability to cry long ago. "Can you imagine that, abandoning your own mother? I'll probably burn in hell, but it was the only way I could think of to keep my brother and sisters safe. I haven't seen her since, although she used to call a couple of times a year asking for money. I didn't feel too bad about hanging up on her when she did, though, since she was still collecting family benefits for us all. Lane barely remembers her, which is likely a blessing, so I made up the story about Mom going away for the weekend and never coming back. "Since then, I have done what was needed for us to survive. When Alison finished school, she wanted to stay home to help look after the others, but I convinced her to go to college. I said that Mom had put aside some money for her tuition, but of course, that was a lie. I have been making the payments for her, but I wanted her to have the chance to just be young, for once. To get away from all of this, at least for a while." "But what about you, Davis?" "I don't matter." "Well, you matter to me." While I was speaking, Erin had wrapped both arms around me and was now holding me tight against her body. When I finished, my body was wracked by waves of uncontrollable grief, but she held me through it all. Eventually, as I started to calm down, she gave me gentle kisses on the nape of my neck and whispered to me in a soft voice. I don't remember what she said, but I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. The power came back on early the next morning, and Erin and I were the first people to wake up. She lay beside me with a small smile on her face. "You've had some hard times, Davis Crawford, but you have come out the other side. You're pretty amazing." I felt a sudden burst of both elation and fear as I returned her smile. "Thanks for listening and not judging me. I've never told anyone some of the things I shared with you." "It was my pleasure. Now let's get up and make some coffee." Looking out the window, the snowdrifts were over two feet high in places, but I knew they weren't going to get any lighter as the sun came out and they started to melt. "I am going to get started on the shoveling if you want to start on breakfast." Erin gave me a bemused look. "Or maybe, I am fully capable of shoveling snow, and we can get it done twice as fast by working together." A few minutes after we started, Lane came out to help. At one point, when Erin was on the other side of the yard, he started to speak. "I heard some of what you said to Erin last night. I never knew what Mom did to you, what you did to protect us. Thank you." "Ah, Bud. I never wanted you to worry. Mom wasn't well for a long time, and she made some terrible choices. But she's gone now, and you will always be safe with me." By the time we finished, we had worked ourselves into a lather, so I suggested to Wilma that she get a snow plowing service for the winter. She gave me a look that implied that somewhere there was a village searching for its idiot; and that idiot was me. "Oh, I have a service, but they take so long to come that they are useless if they bother to show up at all." Erin jumped into the conversation, looking pissed off. "It's part of my family and the McDougal's ongoing campaign to get Gran to move. I have told them how dangerous the game they are playing is, but they just don't seem to care." I thought for a minute, before walking a little ways away and making a call. When I returned, I had some good news for Wilma. "Go ahead and cancel your current service. If they aren't going to do the work, they shouldn't have a problem with not getting paid. I called an old friend of mine from school who runs a snow removal company out of Harbor Springs, who owes me a favor or nine. From now on, you will be at the top of his list." Erin and I texted just about every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas, and we talked most nights when she wasn't working. We were both insanely busy; Erin was providing pediatric coverage for two hospitals that were three hours apart, and I was working as much overtime as possible, to save up for Christmas. Some weeks, the only time we had to meet in person was Sunday afternoons at Wilma's. Mary, in turn, was flourishing under Wilma's guidance. It seemed like she was channeling her emotions into her art, and I began to see the kind and thoughtful sister reemerge that I thought I had lost forever. She wouldn't show me the painting she was working on, but Wilma said she was making good progress, and that was all I needed to know. As it got towards mid-December, our thoughts turned to Christmas. Since Wilma's family was still boycotting the holidays, we decided to have a joint celebration like at Thanksgiving. Erin was going to be working at the hospital in Petoskey on Christmas Day, but we promised to keep Wilma company and to bring her a Christmas meal that she could eat on her break. In typical fashion, she tried to convince us that she would be fine with cafeteria food, but we would hear nothing of it. When we got to Wilma's house for lunch on Christmas Day, she had stockings laid out by the fireplace with a present for each of us. Santa must have had a very healthy budget, because he brought Lane a new fishing rod, Mary a set of expensive paints and charcoals, Sharon a contribution to her college fund, and Alison a specialized nurse's bag with a personalized stethoscope. Rather than a present, my stocking came with a small envelope that contained a pair of tickets to the traveling production of "Moulin Rouge" that was playing in Grand Rapids in March. Although I was happy to get a present of any kind, Wilma must have seen my look of confusion at the choice. "I was talking to Santa, and he mentioned that Erin loves musicals. Phillip used to take her to them when she was younger. He would put on his best suit, and she would get all dolled up in a dress with some of my jewelry, and they would go out for a fancy dinner before the show and have a grand old time." I looked at her in amusement, before replying. "Well, it seems that Santa is about as subtle as a sledgehammer. But I will have to say thanks, next time I bump into him." Our present to Wilma came in three parts. First, we included her in our Christmas cookie exchange, and Mary even gave her a double portion of the chocolate chip cookies she had baked. Second, the five of us committed to helping her catch up on the yard work and house repairs that had fallen by the wayside since Phillip passed. And finally, we pledged to do everything in our power to make sure that she could stay in her house for as long as she was able. Wilma hugged and thanked each of us with tears in her eyes, then looked over at Mary. "Why don't you get your present for your brother." Mary went to the studio at the back of the house and brought back what looked like a small painting, wrapped in Christmas paper. "I wanted to make you something to say 'thank you' for everything you have done for us. And for not giving up on me." When I unwrapped the painting, I was stunned. It was very different from Phillip or Wilma's more realistic works and had vibrant streaks of paint that burst across the canvas, meeting, seemingly at random, in explosions of color. The entire piece was chaotic, except for a single corner that was shielded from the turmoil by a solid arc of paint that was the exact color of my eyes. After lunch, Mary and Sharon kept Wilma company while Alison, Lane, and I went to see Erin at the hospital. Things were pretty quiet, so she had time to sit and eat her dinner with us. While she ate, I showed her pictures from earlier in the day. She laughed at one, in particular, of Wilma with her arm around Mary while they were wearing festive paper hats from their Christmas crackers. "Thank you for taking such good care of Wilma, Davis. She would never admit it, but the holidays would have been very lonely for her this year without you. It means the world to me that you could be there for her." We chatted a bit longer before I pulled out my present for Erin. It was a small flat package which she opened slowly. Inside was a framed drawing of Wilma's house, as seen from the docks, as she looked out the picture window in her living room. "This is amazing, who made it?" "I used to draw quite a bit in school. Since Mary has been working with your Gran, I thought I might give it another try, and I particularly liked how this one turned out." "It's beautiful, Davis. Thank you." She started to blush as she glanced over at Lane, before she slid a card over to me, and whispered, "Maybe you should wait to open this until later when you're alone." Inside the card was Erin's two-part gift to me. First, an invitation to visit her in Grand Rapids, and second, a night for the two of us in a suite at a very nice hotel. New Year's Eve was even quieter than usual at our house. Erin was working in Grand Rapids and was on call that evening. I spoke with her earlier in the day, however, and wished her a Happy New Year, and we sent each other kissing emojis at midnight. The rest of us spent the night playing board games. The only real excitement came a few days earlier when Mary asked if she could invite a friend to join us. "And is this friend a boy, by chance?" As far as I knew, Mary had never had a boyfriend, so this was a new development. Mary didn't have to answer, since her blush did the talking for her. "Do we know this boy?" "It's; It's James McDougal. But he's not like his brothers. He's a good guy." I had my reservations about all of the McDougals, but I was willing to give him a chance. I had only met James that one time at his parent's house when I had gone to get Mary, and he seemed polite enough. But since he was a McDougal, he was starting with two strikes and was in danger of going down swinging. To give Mary credit, James passed the first boyfriend test before he even made it into the house. When he drove into the yard, Munchkin was the first to greet him. He wasn't growling or barking like he sometimes did, or showing his teeth, but he was plenty intimidating. James waited patiently for him to approach before carefully scratching behind his ears. After Mary came out to greet James, Munchkin decided he was alright and fell in behind them as they came inside. Just after midnight, as he was getting ready to leave, James took me aside. "I just wanted to say, sir, that I am sorry for what happened with Mary a few months back. I should never have brought her over to my house without your permission, and I should have brought her right back home once I saw that my brothers were home. I promise you, that despite my bad judgment, I would have made sure that nothing happened to her, and I won't ever make that mistake again." I had to admit that James was growing on me. Chapter 5. It wasn't long before Mary introduced James to Wilma. I had to work on a Sunday in early January, so he offered to drive her to Wilma's in my place. I could tell he was nervous, and he was wearing a nice, collared shirt with some clean jeans, under his winter jacket. By the time he brought Mary home, his shirt was soaked in sweat, and he looked a little like a young man returning from war. Later that week, I asked Wilma what she thought of him. "He seems like a nice, polite boy and he sure is besotted with our Mary. While Mary and I worked on her latest painting, he did some chores for me, including chopping and stacking the entire half cord of wood you dropped off last week. But he didn't complain, and he was still smiling at Mary when he was done, so I think he will do." Wilma's relationship with the rest of the McDougals, however, remained tense, and they made it clear to me that continuing to help her would come at a steep cost. I ran into Calum one evening at the grocery store and he made their position crystal clear. "We've got a big job coming up in Indian River that you might be interested in. Starts in a week, and it would keep you busy for the better part of the next year, solid. The job is yours if you want it." "What's this job going to cost me?" "It's yours, no strings attached. But you wouldn't have time to help old lady Anderson anymore. You know, and I know, that it's time for her to move on from that land. It's what her family wants and it's what's best for her. I am sure that doctor down in Petoskey would understand, I figure she must be tired of looking after that grandmother of hers all the time anyway. Think how much more time the two of you would have together if you were working a regular nine-to-five kind of job. "On the other hand, if you don't work with us on this project, my family is going to take it pretty hard. Hard enough that we might reach out to our friends and neighbors to let them know that you are not a team player and that they may not want to do business with you." There it was. They were threatening to ruin me if I didn't do what they wanted. I knew they couldn't cut off all of my business since there were too many people in the lower peninsula who had been screwed over by them in the past. But they could sure make things tough for me. I am really bad at taking orders, however, particularly from dickheads like Calum McDougal. Calum had a cynical smile as he walked away. He didn't value decency or loyalty, so I was sure he thought he had won me over. All he had done was harden my resolve. I felt honor-bound to reach out to my friend who was clearing Wilma's driveway, though, to let him know that he might get some heat from the McDougals. He was surprisingly poetic in his response. "Fuck those arrogant worm-drowners and the horses they rode in on." Valentine's Day was never a big deal for me. Over the years, I hadn't had time to date, and I wouldn't have had any money to do anything special if I did, so the Hallmark holiday passed me by without too much fuss or bother. I had hoped things might be different since I was with Erin, but she was on call at the hospital in Petoskey, and I was pushing hard on a large multi-unit build that was on a tight schedule, so I was working six or even seven days a week until it was done. My work hadn't completely dried up since my run-in with Calum, but it had certainly taken a hit, so I was not in a position to turn down jobs, no matter how inconvenient. My one consolation was I knew I would see Erin in a couple of weeks when I visited her in Grand Rapids for the show. I had some flowers delivered to her at the hospital anyway, to let her know that I was thinking of her. That earned me an emoji-filled text and an enthusiastic video call when she was done with her shift. As the date of the show got closer, I started to get anxious. I had never been to a live performance of anything, except the occasional high school assembly, and I worried that Erin would be disappointed in my lack of manners and refinement. Wilma noticed my growing nervousness and decided that I needed a pep talk. "Listen, Davis. Erin likes you for who you are. She doesn't need or want you to act like some slick yuppie from the big city." "I know, Wilma, but I don't even know what to wear. The nicest outfit I own is still just a collared shirt over a pair of jeans." "Hmm, I can help you with that. I still have some of Phillip's old suits and ties, let's take a look and see what might fit." Half an hour later, Wilma had picked out a heavier dark charcoal-colored suit, a lightweight linen suit suitable for warmer weather, and a dark grey suit with tight pinstripes for me to try on. She had some shirts for me, as well, from when Phillip was younger. "Phillip wore that pinstripe suit the first time that he took me to the movies. I'll never forget that night, he looked just like Cary Grant. If you bring these suits to the tailor in Indian River, he should be able to take in the jacket and hem the pants to fit you perfectly. A good tailor can make these suits look like they were cut just for you." I didn't want to seem ungrateful, but I couldn't help but wonder if I would look funny in a decades-old suit. Wilma dismissed my concerns out of hand. "Let me tell you a little secret. If you buy a cheap suit, it will quickly begin to look tacky and dated. If you invest in a quality suit, it will age gracefully and become a timeless classic." Finally, Wilma selected a half dozen ties for me to try on and spent an hour teaching me how to tie a half-Windsor knot. "Get these suits altered, grab yourself a pair of polished black leather shoes, and you'll have those snooty pricks at the theatre thinking they are underdressed. And try to have fun. Erin loves the theatre, so if the two of you continue to fall in love, you will be going with her at least a couple of times a year, so you might as well enjoy it." I stood there in shock for a moment. "Do you really think Erin is falling in love with me?" "Well, yes, I do. And it's clear as daylight that you're in love with her too. But don't overthink things. Just go to the show and have a great night together. And here, take this with you as well," Wilma said handing me a navy blue pocket square with a distinctive paisley pattern. "Most men don't bother wearing a pocket square anymore, but I think they complete the look perfectly. You should wear this one on your date with Erin." Wilma took a final look at me and then slipped a twenty-dollar bill into my pocket. "That's for you to get a haircut before the show. Your normal 'shaggy mutt lost in a forest' look is adorable but not for your big date." The day of the performance approached with both aching slowness and relentless speed. We hadn't discussed it, but I knew (or at least strongly suspected) that Erin would have some expectations about how we spent our time together after the show. Unfortunately, I had no experience when it came to women other than a single kiss with Brittany Johnson back in my sophomore year of high school. I was terrified that I would disappoint her. To make matters worse, I had the three-and-a-half-hour drive to Grand Rapids to overthink things. By the time I arrived at Erin's apartment complex, I was a bit of a mess. My nerves were somewhat allayed, however, when Erin came running out to greet me with a huge smile on her face. "You made it! How was the drive? Wow, I love the haircut! I hope you're not too tired. I can't wait for tonight. I have been telling the girls all about you, and they are dying to see if the man lives up to the legend!" I guess Erin could see the sudden swell of anxiety on my face, so she took my hand. "Don't worry, the girls will love you, Davis. Why don't you grab your bag and come inside? I thought we could get changed here and then check in to the hotel before dinner and the show." Erin's housemates were really sweet, and the three of us chatted for at least an hour while Erin got ready before I excused myself to do the same. I put on Phillip's charcoal grey suit along with the crisp white shirt that Wilma had recommended. It took me four tries to tie my navy blue tie, but even I could tell that it made the colors in my paisley pocket square pop. Despite my nerves, I was still ready before Erin, so I rejoined her housemates in the living room while I waited. They kept sneaking glances at me when they thought I wasn't looking, so much so that I thought I must have done something wrong. Rather than second-guessing myself, I decided to take the bull by the horns and ask; better to be embarrassed in front of Erin's housemates than in front of her. "It's; it's not that you did anything wrong. It's just that you look; well, amazing; like an old-time movie star or something. Erin is going to swoon when she sees you." "You really think so?" I asked, still not sure of myself. Just then, I heard Erin's voice from behind me. "I'm sorry I took so long; we should head out before we're;" Erin went silent as I turned to look at her. She was wearing a floor-length emerald-green dress, which seemed to flow around her and mold to her curves, gathering delicately at her neck while leaving her back bare. Her sandy-blonde hair was styled in an elegant updo, while a few strands floated loose, framing her face. But, as always, what captured and held my gaze were her amber eyes, which danced and sparkled as she moved. My hands began to tremble, and I didn't trust myself to speak. "Do I look alright, Davis?" I took a deep breath that sent oxygen coursing through my body, as I found my voice. "I had no idea that anyone could look as beautiful as you do right now." Apparently, she liked my response, since her face broke into a wide grin. "You look mighty handsome yourself, Mister," she said while making a small adjustment to the knot of my tie. "Is that one of Grampy's suits? It looks amazing on you, and I love the tie and the; Oh; Oh, Davis. Is that Grampy's pocket square?" I could see tears forming in her eyes. "Wilma thought you might like it; that it might remind you of Phillip and the times he took you to the theatre when you were younger. I don't have to wear it, though, if you don't like it," I said reaching up to take it out of my pocket. Erin stopped my hand with hers, however, and then lightly ran her fingertips over the colorful square. "Gran was right. It reminds me of Grampy and now it will remind me of you. Please, I want you to wear it. For me." I felt a bit self-conscious pulling up to a fancy hotel in my ratty old truck, but it didn't seem to faze Erin in the least, so I decided not to worry about it. The suite she had booked was by far the nicest room of any kind that I had ever been in, but I tried not to seem like a country rube as I looked around. "Do you like it?" Erin asked a bit nervously, as she tried to gauge my reaction. "Honestly, I thought that rooms like this were just for celebrities and movie stars, and folks like that." "Normally that's the case, I guess, but for one night; tonight; it's ours." Dinner was lovely. I kept expecting people to see past my suit and realize that I was an imposter; just a plumber from the peninsula; not the kind of man who should be spending the evening with a woman like Erin. But she seemed to be having a wonderful time, so I began to relax. My anxiety was further abated when she leaned over the table and said in a low voice. "Jesus, the women in this place can't stop checking you out. I'm kind of wishing I had brought my bear spray now to keep them away. I need to excuse myself for a minute, but I wouldn't be surprised to find one of them trying to take my place when I get back." "Erin, I would never;" "I know, Darling. And frankly, they can look all they want because I know who you're going home with tonight." After that, I looked around the room with a new eye and noticed the subtle glances in my direction, and the shy smiles and blushes. I guess Phillip really did have good taste in suits. After dinner, we walked arm-in-arm to the performance hall, which was very impressive, with its soaring ceilings and plush velvet upholstery. Our seats were in a box on the right-hand side of the hall, which gave us a commanding view of the stage. As the lights went down, Erin took my hand in eager anticipation. I don't remember much about the performance that night; I spent more time watching Erin's childlike wonder than what was happening on the stage. Erin was still holding my hand at the intermission, and I felt a warm sense of contentment wash over me. "Oh, I forgot to mention, some of the largest donors to the hospital are hosting a reception after the performance. Would it be alright if we put in an appearance before we head back to our hotel?" I agreed without hesitation; a decision I would second guess before the night was over. It was close to 10:30 by the time the performance ended, and Erin held my arm, while resting her head on my shoulder, as we made our way through the hall to the reception. We each grabbed a drink, and we drifted through the small crowd until Erin was greeted warmly by a distinguished-looking older couple. Erin introduced them to me as the hosts of the reception, Mr. and Mrs. Wendel. "Please, just call us Tom and Martha. And you two make such a lovely couple. What do you do, Davis?" "I am a plumber, Ma'am," I replied, wondering how that news would be received by this obviously well-to-do couple, but I needn't have worried. "What kind of plumbing do you do?" Tom asked with genuine interest. "Mainly residential at this point, since I just got my master's license last year. A lot of the larger builders want to see some gray hairs on the heads of their skilled tradesmen, so right now, I am just doing what I can to pay the bills." "Amen, to that brother. I remember those days well. I started out, over 30 years ago now, as a dry Waller, and I spent more years than I care to remember doing whatever jobs I could get, just to get a foot in the door. It paid off for me in the end, though. Say, I am working on a development on the south side of town and was wondering;" Before Martha could stop him, Tom launched into a long and technical question about a challenge he was having with the plumbing for his new development. When I started an equally long and technical response, Erin kissed me on the cheek and whispered that Martha and she were going to go to the bar to get another drink. A few minutes later, I was still talking with Tom when a movement at the bar caught my eye. I looked more closely and saw that Erin was speaking with a tall, arrogant-looking man who kept trying to put his hand on her lower back, while she forcefully pushed it away. "My apologies, Tom, but could you give me a minute?" Without waiting for a reply, I walked over to where Erin was standing and slipped my arm around her waist, just as the man reached for her for a third time. "Hey, now," I said, trying to defuse the situation with a bit of humor. "At least buy me a drink before you make a move on me like that." His hand recoiled like it had been scalded, and his cheeks colored in anger. I could smell the alcohol on his breath from where I was standing. "Well, if it isn't the plumber," he said in a mocking tone. He must have been eavesdropping on my conversation with Tom, and he clearly wasn't impressed. "What did you think of the show this evening? Actually, that's hardly a fair question since you've probably never been to the theatre before. So, how about something more your level? I wonder what you would think of the bathrooms in my new penthouse. I am sure you would find them very impressive. I will give you a call the next time my toilet gets clogged, and you can come and check them out." He seemed very pleased with his insults, so he continued, a condescending grin on his face. "Anyway, Dr. Anderson, as I was saying, it was charitable of you to let the help see how the rest of us live, and I am sure he is having a good time and all, but it's past time for him to bring his daddy's suit home, don't you think? Why don't you leave him to it, and you and I can go have a drink? And then; who knows? I had dealt with people like this prick for my entire life. When you grow up with one abusive parent and no money, you get used to just about everyone feeling like they are better than you. There was nothing I could do about that, but I learned to use humor as a shield to protect myself and deflect attention. But sometimes humor just wasn't enough. And when humor failed, a more direct approach was called for. "You know, if you're trying to insult me, you're going to have to work a whole lot harder than that. But I doubt that hard work is something that you're too familiar with. I have been working since I was twelve to put food on the table for my brother and sisters. I have been a plumber since I was fourteen; by the time I was fifteen, I am sure I had already spent more time ankle-deep in shit than you've spent doing honest work in your entire life. "I didn't borrow this suit from my father because I don't know who my father is; that's right, I'm a bastard. But I am a bastard by circumstance and not by choice. I was born this way, what's your excuse? And since you asked, the suit I'm wearing belonged to Erin's grandfather, and you're right, I would never be able to afford a suit like this myself. But it's an honor to wear a suit that belonged to a man who loved Erin more than anything in this world. If I am really lucky, maybe she will let me love her just as deeply one day. "I may not know that much about musicals or the theatre, but anything that brings that much joy to Erin is more than fine in my books. So, I am going to continue to have a wonderful time with Erin this evening. Why wouldn't I? I am here with the most beautiful woman in the place, or;" I swept my gaze over to Martha, who was still standing beside Erin, "tied for the most beautiful, anyway." The man's face was now distorted with anger, and he took a step towards me. I stepped forward to meet him, my eyes never leaving his. Before, I had been speaking loudly for the benefit of those around us, but now I was speaking in a controlled voice, pitched for his ears alone. "You can say what you want about me, you prick. I have no respect for arrogant shitheels like you, so I just don't care. But before you ever think about putting your hands on Erin again, without her consent, you would do well to remember the Pipe Wrench Incident. "When I was fourteen, two of the men my mother was having sex with, in exchange for drugs, decided that my sister Alison should join in their fun. She was just nine years old. Luckily, I was home at the time, but I was just a kid, and they were fully grown men. When it was over, they were in the hospital, and I was cleaning my pipe wrench with some WD-40 and a rag." I looked him up and down once, dismissively. "Remember that story the next time you're tempted to touch someone I love." I turned to Tom who had come over to stand with Martha. "I'm sorry I interrupted your lovely event, and please don't hold my bad manners against Erin. I don't want to cause any more trouble, so maybe we should be on our way." Tom held up his hand indicating that we should stay. "Dr. Allen, you're drunk and making an ass of yourself. Please see yourself out. On your way home, please consider what you would like me to say at the next Board meeting regarding your behavior tonight." As a chastened Dr. Allen left the reception, Erin leaned over and whispered in my ear, "So, I'm someone you love, am I?" Before I could stammer a reply, Erin kissed my cheek and led me away to get a drink. We avoided the topic of Dr. Allen for the rest of the evening until we were on our way back to the hotel. "Did you really put two men in the hospital with a pipe wrench?" I chuckled softly before responding. "That part of the story is 100% true. What I didn't mention, though, was that they were both stoned at the time and facing the other direction. They would have killed me in a fair fight." It was close to midnight by the time we made it back to the hotel. We held each other's hands as we walked to the elevators, and Erin leaned against me as the doors closed. "Davis, how would you like this evening to end?" My heart started racing and my hands trembled. "I; I want to be with you. But, I have never;" "Are you still a virgin?" "I kissed a girl once, back in high school, but it was nothing like kissing you. I want you more than anything I have ever wanted in my life, but I don't want to disappoint you." Erin tried to stay calm as she replied. "So, you think that I am some kind of floozy who is going to compare you to all my past conquests?" "No, that's not it at all, I;" "Or do you think that I am so shallow that I will get mad at you if it takes a little while for you to learn what I like?" "No, I don't think that either;" "Okay, then. Here is what's going to happen. When we get to our room, you are going to move some of the furniture out of the way, while I put on some music. You still remember how to dance, right? And then we will take things slowly. I will let you know what makes me feel good, and you will let me know what makes you feel even better. And we will be together, and that's all that matters." And that is what happened. Erin started a playlist of songs that she liked, and we slowly danced together in our room. After the first song ended, she nuzzled into my chest as she loosened my tie and undid the first two buttons of my shirt. When the next song started, she started gently kissing and then licking my chest, causing my manhood to stiffen almost painfully. "Well, hello, my rather large friend. You need to be patient, for now. But if you're good, I may kiss you as well before the night is done." Her sensuous voice, and the image it evoked, were definitely not conducive to patience, and I let out a low moan of pleasure. "That's what I like to hear," she murmured as she untucked my shirt and continued to undo my buttons until she could run her tongue over my nipples and tweak them with her teeth. She looked up at me with sultry, half-lidded eyes. "It's okay for you to touch me as well if you want," she said, as she took one of my hands and slid it under the back of her dress and down to her silky-smooth cheeks. She slid my other hand under the front of her dress so that it cupped her tit, and she sucked in a breath as I stroked my callused thumb over her nipple. "Now some women like it when you;" I kissed her before she could finish her thought. "Erin, I don't care what some women like, the only woman I want is you." "Oh," she replied in a breathy voice. "Well, I like it when you're a bit rougher with my tits. Not right away, I need to be in the mood; like I am now;" She lost her train of thought as my hand enveloped and massaged her tit, squeezing her nipple lightly between my thumb and forefinger as I lifted it away from her body. "Mmmm, yes. Just like that, baby." I felt a wave of heat roll up the fingers on my other hand, so I slid it further down until I felt a small triangle of material, that was slick with liquid heat. I slipped my finger a little further and felt her long smooth cunt open at my touch. "Oh, Baby," Erin whispered huskily into my ear. "We are going to have so much fun tonight." It was strange going back to my regular life after my night with Erin. The time with her was so incredible, and so beyond anything I could ever have imagined, that it didn't seem real. To be continued in part 4. Based on a post by CleverGenericName, in 4 parts, for Literotica.

Izzy Gleicher and Paige Seber join Sharon Tharp to break down their unforgettable run on The Amazing Race 38, unpacking the finale, how the edit portrayed their journey, and where they stand with their fellow castmates today. They open up about representation, identity, and the challenges viewers didn't fully see — including the Moulin Rouge task — plus how they approached running a “clean” race, what they learned about each other under pressure, and whether they'd pick up the phone if Amazing Race came calling again.

durée : 00:05:58 - A Paris, le mythique studio de danse Raymond Franchetti menacé de disparition - par : Sofia Anastasio - À Paris, les appartements de Jacques Prévert et de Boris Vian sont menacés par des travaux d'agrandissement du Moulin Rouge, propriétaire des lieux. Ce projet de rénovation met un autre lieu en péril, le studio de danse fondé par Raymond Franchetti, véritable institution pour les danseurs. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Getting ‘gitchie gitchie’ down with Baz Luhrmann’s “Moulin Rouge.” Jenna and Kevin are back with a recap of the 2001 hit musical and get ready for rants and raves! They are in awe of the sets, the music, the cinematography, the costumes, but Kevin shares the part of the film that made him feel sick, and the scene he had to pause because it was so overwhelmingly good! They also dive into Nicole Kidman’s vocals, Ewan McGregor’s casting, and the song that should have been an Oscar contender. Plus, Kevin reveals he was in the Faith Hill “Pearl Harbor” music video but thought he was in the actual movie! For fun, exclusive content, and behind-the-scenes clips, follow us on Instagram @andthatswhatyoureallymissedpod & TikTok @thatswhatyoureallymissed!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Purple Pants Podcast | The Amazing Race 38 Episode 11 Recap: To be continued Brice and Brooke are back at the Pit Stop to break down all the chaos from The Amazing Race Season 38, Episode 11 — “The Can't Can't.” The final four teams touch down in Paris ready to fight for a spot in the finale, but this leg wastes no time testing nerves. From high-energy kicks at the legendary Moulin Rouge to precision-heavy tasks that demand patience under pressure, racers are pushed to their absolute limit. One wrong step, one missed detail, or one confusing clue could send any team spiraling. As tensions flare, confidence cracks, and the clock becomes everyone's worst enemy, partnerships are truly put to the test. With Brooke and Brice on the mic, expect laughs, unfiltered honesty, and all the frantic Pit Stop energy as we break down who found their rhythm — and who felt like they just can't can't keep it together. You can also watch along on Brice Izyah’s YouTube channel to watch us break it all down https://youtube.com/channel/UCFlglGPPamVHaNAb0tL_s7g LISTEN: Subscribe to the Purple Pants podcast feed  WATCH: Watch and subscribe to the podcast on YouTube SUPPORT: Become a RHAP Patron for bonus content, access to Facebook and Discord groups plus more great perks! Previously on the Purple Pants Podcast Feed: Purple Pants Podcast Archives

Purple Pants Podcast | The Amazing Race 38 Episode 11 Recap: To be continued Brice and Brooke are back at the Pit Stop to break down all the chaos from The Amazing Race Season 38, Episode 11 — “The Can't Can't.” The final four teams touch down in Paris ready to fight for a spot in the finale, but this leg wastes no time testing nerves. From high-energy kicks at the legendary Moulin Rouge to precision-heavy tasks that demand patience under pressure, racers are pushed to their absolute limit. One wrong step, one missed detail, or one confusing clue could send any team spiraling. As tensions flare, confidence cracks, and the clock becomes everyone's worst enemy, partnerships are truly put to the test. With Brooke and Brice on the mic, expect laughs, unfiltered honesty, and all the frantic Pit Stop energy as we break down who found their rhythm — and who felt like they just can't can't keep it together. You can also watch along on Brice Izyah's YouTube channel to watch us break it all down https://youtube.com/channel/UCFlglGPPamVHaNAb0tL_s7g Previously on the Purple Pants Podcast Feed:Purple Pants Podcast Archives LISTEN: Subscribe to the Purple Pants podcast feed WATCH: Watch and subscribe to the podcast on YouTubeSUPPORT: Become a RHAP Patron for bonus content, access to Facebook and Discord groups plus more great perks! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Shaw named NYT Theatre Critic, Broadway Spotify Wrapped data, Broadway stars head out on ‘Moulin Rouge’ tour Since 2016, “Today on Broadway” has been the first and only daily podcast recapping the top theatre headlines every Monday through Friday. Any and all feedback is appreciated:Grace Aki: grace@broadwayradio.com | @ItsGraceAkiMatt Tamanini: matt@broadwayradio.com | @BroadwayRadio Patreon: read more

Gabriele AccorneroToulouse-Lautrec, un viaggio nella Parigi della Belle ÉpoqueMuseo degli Innocenti, Firenzewww.museodeglinnocenti.itOltre 170 opere dell'artista francese, provenienti da Amburgo e da Alby, saranno affiancate da arredi, manufatti e materiali d'epoca, opere di altri grandi artisti coevi e molto altro, per un vero e proprio viaggio nel tempo, nel cuore di Montmartre fin de siècle, tra i colori accesi dei manifesti e l'atmosfera frenetica dei caffè-concerto.Un invito a perdersi nella magia notturna di Parigi, tra ballerine, poeti e sognatori.Con il patrocinio del Comune di Firenze, la mostra è prodotta e organizzata da Arthemisia ancora una volta al fianco del Museo degli Innocenti, in collaborazione con Cristoforo, l'Ernst Barlach Museumsgesellschaft Hamburg e BridgeconsultingPro, è curata dal Dr. Jürgen Doppelstein e vede Gabriele Accornero come project manager della CollezioneIl catalogo mostra è pubblicato da Moebius.Parigi, fine Ottocento. È l'epoca della spensieratezza e del progresso, dell'arte che invade i boulevard, dei caffè frequentati da pittori, scrittori e ballerine, delle prime luci elettriche e della nascita della società di massa. In questo fermento culturale nasce e si afferma Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1864–1901), figura unica nel panorama artistico europeo. Pittore, illustratore e innovatore grafico, Lautrec ha saputo catturare con sguardo ironico e profondo la vita notturna e lo spirito bohémien della Parigi di Montmartre.Frequentatore assiduo di locali come il Moulin Rouge, Lautrec seppe trasformare il mondo della notte – fatto di spettacoli, teatri, café-concert e figure marginali come prostitute, ballerine e chansonnier – in arte. I suoi manifesti pubblicitari, realizzati con una tecnica litografica innovativa, non solo hanno rivoluzionato il concetto di grafica promozionale, ma sono divenuti vere e proprie icone visive della Belle Époque.Questo è il mondo di “Toulouse-Lautrec. Un viaggio nella Parigi della Belle Époque”, la grande mostra al Museo degli Innocenti di Firenze.Tra le opere più celebri esposte – prestito eccezionale della Collezione Wolfgang Krohn di Amburgo– si potranno ammirare litografie a colori (come Jane Avril, 1893), manifesti pubblicitari (come Troupe de Mademoiselle Églantine del 1896 e Aristide Bruant nel suo cabaret del 1893), disegni a matita e a penna, grafiche promozionali e illustrazioni per giornali (come in La Revue blanche del 1895) diventati emblema di un'epoca indissolubilmente legata alle immagini dell'aristocratico visconte Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, alcune di queste provenienti dal Museo Toulouse-Lautrec di Alby.A rendere l'esperienza ancora più coinvolgente, la mostra presenta anche lavori di altri grandi protagonisti della Belle Époque e dell'Art Nouveau. Un vero e proprio viaggio visivo tra eleganza e innovazione, dove spiccano le seducenti figure femminili di Alphonse Mucha, i manifesti vivaci e coloratissimi di Jules Chéret – considerato il pioniere della pubblicità moderna – e le suggestive atmosfere di Georges de Feure. Completano il percorso le raffinate opere di Frédéric-Auguste Cazals, Paul Berthon e altri straordinari artisti che hanno saputo trasformare la grafica in arte. Un'occasione unica per immergersi nello spirito vibrante di un'epoca che ha fatto dello stile e della creatività la sua firma più riconoscibile.A completare l'allestimento, un ricco apparato di fotografie, video, costumi e arredi d'epoca, che trasportano il visitatore in un viaggio multisensoriale nella Parigi tra il 1880 e il 1900. Un'epoca in cui arte, tecnologia, libertà espressiva e nuove forme di intrattenimento gettarono le basi del mondo moderno.Una finestra sulla Belle ÉpoqueLa mostra non è solo un omaggio a Toulouse-Lautrec, ma anche un'occasione per esplorare la Belle Époque in tutte le sue sfaccettature: un'epoca di contrasti, di sogni e di rivoluzioni culturali. Mentre l'Europa viveva un periodo di relativa pace e progresso, Parigi diventava la capitale del piacere e dell'avanguardia, dove architettura, pittura, arredamento, scultura e musica erano invasi da rimandi alla natura, al mondo vegetale e a un'immagine nuova della figura femminile. Considerata come una corrente internazionale, essa si fonda sulla rottura con l'eclettismo e lo storicismo ottocenteschi e rappresenta la risposta moderna a una società sempre più industrializzata.Concepita come arte totale, il Modern Style diventa Tiffany negli Stati Uniti, Jugendstil in Germania, Sezession in Austria, Nieuwe Kunst nei Paesi Bassi, Liberty in Italia, Modernismo in Spagna e s'impone rapidamente in Inghilterra, patria dei maggiori teorici del movimento, e passa sotto il nome di Art Nouveau in Francia. Le sale della mostra raccontano questo clima unico, intrecciando arte, società e cultura visiva.Con Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec e la Belle Époque, Firenze celebra non solo un artista straordinario, ma anche un momento storico irripetibile, che ancora oggi continua a influenzare la nostra immaginazione estetica.Diventa un supporter di questo podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/il-posto-delle-parole--1487855/support.IL POSTO DELLE PAROLEascoltare fa pensarehttps://ilpostodelleparole.it/

Bookwaves/Artwaves is produced and hosted by Richard Wolinsky. Links to assorted local theater & book venues   Lauren Gunderson: Playwright, the “Christmas at Pemberley” series, The Book of Will Lauren Gunderson, recognized as the most produced contemporary playwright in America four of the last five years, including 2025, in conversation with host Richard Wolinsky. Lauren Gunderson is a prolific playwright whose plays are produced all over North America and in Britain and Europe. She is best known for such plays as “The Book of Will” and the “Christmas at Pemberley” series of three plays (co-written by Margot Malcon). She also worked on the script for the Pixar film “Lightyear,” and her book for the musical version of “The Time Traveler's Wife” recently played in London. As of the first week in December, two plays are currently being produced in the San Francisco Bay Area. Georgiana and Kitty: Christmas at Pemberley, runs December 5-28 at TheatreWorks Lucie Stern Theatre in Palo Alto, and Ada and the Engine plays at the Pear Theatre in Mountain View through December 7th. A third play, Louisa Alcott's Little Women played earlier in 2025 at TheatreWorks in Mountain View, and plays at Portland Center Stage through December 21st. In this interview, she discusses those plays and others, with emphasis on Muse of Fire, in which she performs, directed by Evren Odcikin, which wil be produced by the Magic Theatre from September 22nd through October 11th. Among upcoming plays in 2026 are Silent Sky in Bethesda Maryland in February. The Book of Will in Wisconsin in January and Raleigh, North Carolina in April, The Revolutionists in Rhode Island in May and Raleigh in August, Louisa May Alcott's Little Women at the Guthrie in Minnesota next April through June. The Half Life of Marie Curie will be in Eureka California iwill be performed in February, 2026 in Eureka, California. . Alan Furst: Master Spy Novelist Alan Furst, historical spy novelist, discussing his early career and resistance during World War II  in a unaired excerpts from an interview recorded September 26, 2002 in the KPFA studios while he was on tour for Blood of Victory. His latest novel, Under Occupation, was published in 2019. Alan Furst's career took off with his novel Kingdom of Shadows in 2000, the sixth book in his series of stand-alone novels about heros and villains in Europe in the years leading up to, and including World War II.  Suffused with atmosphere, his books feel as if you're living with the characters in those haunted times. Of course, there is added resonance as we live through what might be similar times today. These excerpts are from the second of five Bookwaves interviews with Alan Furst. Hosted by Richard Wolinsky. Alan Furst Wikipedia page     Book Interview/Events and Theatre Links Note: Shows may unexpectedly close early or be postponed due to actors' positive COVID tests. Check the venue for closures, ticket refunds, and mask requirements before arrival. Dates are in-theater performances unless otherwise noted. Some venues operate Tuesday – Sunday; others for shorter periods each week. All times Pacific Time. Closing dates are sometimes extended. Book Stores Bay Area Book Festival  See website for highlights from the 110th Annual Bay Area Book Festival, May 31 – June 1, 2025. Book Passage.  Monthly Calendar. Mix of on-line and in-store events. Books Inc.  Mix of on-line and in-store events. The Booksmith.  Monthly Event Calendar. BookShop West Portal. Monthly Event Calendar. Center for Literary Arts, San Jose. See website for Book Club guests in upcoming months. Green Apple Books. Events calendar. Kepler's Books  On-line Refresh the Page program listings. Live Theater Companies Actors Ensemble of Berkeley.  See website for readings and events. Actor's Reading Collective (ARC).  See website for upcoming productions. African American Art & Culture Complex. See website for calendar. American Conservatory Theatre Judy Garland, We Need A Little Christmas with Debbie Wileman, Strand, Dec. 6-7. Rudolph & Scrooge, A YC Double Feature, December 18-20, Strand. A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams, Jan. 21 – Feb. 1, 2026, Toni Rembe (Geary). Paranormal Activity, Feb. 19 – March 15, Toni Rembe. Awesome Theatre Company. See website for information. Berkeley Playhouse. Annie. November 7- December 21. Once, February 20 – March 22.  Berkeley Rep. The Hills of California .by Jez Butterworth, Oct. 31 – Dec. 7, Roda Theatre. Mother of Exiles by Jessica Huang, World Premiere, Nov. 14 – Dec. 21, Peets Theatre. Berkeley Shakespeare Company See website for upcoming productions. Brava Theatre Center: See calendar for events listings. BroadwaySF: The Golden Girls Live,  December 4-21, Curran. Moulin Rouge! The Musical, December 16-28, Orpheum. See website for complete listings for the Orpheum, Golden Gate and Curran Theaters. Broadway San Jose:  A Beautiful Noise, December 30 – January 4. See website for other events. Center REP: A Christmas Carol, Dec. 10 – 21.. Central Stage. See website for upcoming productions, 5221 Central Avenue, Richmond Central Works See website for information on the 2026 season. Cinnabar Theatre. Holiday Songbook, Dec. 19-21. My Fair Lady, January 23 – February 8, 2026. Club Fugazi. Dear San Francisco ongoing. Check website for Music Mondays listings. Contra Costa Civic Theatre Ebenezer Scrooge, an adaptation of “A Christmas Carol” by Joel Roster, December 6 –  21. . See website for other events. Golden Thread  See website for upcoming productions. Hillbarn Theatre: Rogers & Hammerstein's Cinderella, December 4 – 28. Lorraine Hansberry Theatre. Soulful Christmas, December 19-21, Magic Theatre. Los Altos Stage Company. A Christmas Carol, November  28 – December 21.. Lower Bottom Playaz  See website for upcoming productions. Magic Theatre. Lorraine Hansberry Theatre presents Soulful Christmas, December 19-21. Marin Shakespeare Company: See website for events and productions. Marin Theatre: The Gift of Nothing  by Patrick McDonnell, Aaron Posner and Erin Weaver, Dec. 13 – 23. .The Cherry Orchard by Anton Chekhov Jan . 29 – Feb. 22, 2026. Mission Cultural Center for Latino Arts Upcoming Events Page. New Conservatory Theatre Center (NCTC)  Ruthless,  Dec. 5 – January 11, 2026. New Performance Traditions.  See website for upcoming schedule Oakland Theater Project. Cabaret, November 21 – December 14. Odd Salon: Upcoming events in San Francisco & New York, and streaming. Palace of Fine Arts Theater.  See website for event listings. Pear Theater. Ada & The Engine  by Lauren Gunderson, November 21 – December 7. See website for staged readings and other events. Playful People Productions. See website for upcoming productions. Presidio Theatre. Peter Pan Panto, Nov. 29 – Dec. 28. See website for complete schedule of events and performances. Ray of Light: Mean Girls. May 2026. Ross Valley Players: See website for New Works Sunday night readings and other events. San Francisco Playhouse. Into the Woods. November 30 – January 17, 2026. SFBATCO.  See website for upcoming streaming and in- theater shows. San Jose Stage Company: See website for events and upcoming season Shotgun Players.  Sunday in the Park with George, November 15 – December 30. South Bay Musical Theatre:  Let It Snow: A Broadway Holiday Celebration, December 20-21, Little Women, The Broadway Musical, January 24 – February 14, 2026. SPARC: See website for upcoming events. Stagebridge: See website for events and productions. Storytime every 4th Saturday. The Breath Project. Streaming archive. The Marsh: Calendar listings for Berkeley, San Francisco and Marshstream. Theatre Lunatico  See website for upcoming productions.. Theatre Rhino  Pirates! by John Fisher, December 4 – 13. Streaming: Essential Services Project, conceived and performed by John Fisher, all weekly performances now available on demand. TheatreWorks Silicon Valley Georgiana & Kitty, Christmas at Pemberley by Lauren Gunderson and Margot Melcon, Dec. 3 – 28, Lucie Stern Theatre, Palo Alto. Word for Word.  See website for upcoming productions. Misc. Listings: BAMPFA: On View calendar for Berkeley Art Museum and Pacific Film Archive. Berkeley Symphony: See website for listings. Chamber Music San Francisco: Calendar, 2025 Season. Dance Mission Theatre. On stage events calendar. Fort Mason Center. Events calendar. Oregon Shakespeare Festival: Calendar listings and upcoming shows. San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus. See schedule for upcoming SFGMC performances. San Francisco Opera. Calendar listings. San Francisco Symphony. Calendar listings. Filmed Live Musicals: Searchable database of all filmed live musicals, podcast, blog. If you'd like to add your bookstore or theater venue to this list, please write Richard@kpfa.org   . The post December 4, 2025: Lauren Gunderson, Oft-Produced Contemporary Playwright appeared first on KPFA.

With drag performers including Jinkx Monsoon and La Voix having recently been announced for major stage projects in 2026, Mickey-Jo is wondering whether there's been a trend in how many drag queens (and specifically alumni of RuPaul's Drag Race) have taken to the stage in the last few years.Shows on either side of the Atlantic, including Chicago, Cabaret, Moulin Rouge, Everybody's Talking about Jamie, Spongebob Squarepants, Little Shop of Horrors, Oscar at the Crown, and Oh, Mary! have all begun to include these talented tv stars among their casts.So what exactly is the reason for this, and what can we expect from the future of drag stars on stage?•00:00 | introduction02:51 | history of drag on stage11:32 | performances in drag20:13 | performances out of drag25:47 | performances beyond drag36:01 | conclusionAbout Mickey-Jo:As one of the leading voices in theatre criticism on a social platform, Mickey-Jo is pioneering a new medium for a dwindling field. His YouTube channel: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠MickeyJoTheatre⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ is the largest worldwide in terms of dedicated theatre criticism, where he also share features, news and interviews as well as lifestyle content for over 89,000 subscribers. With a viewership that is largely split between the US and the UK he has been fortunate enough to be able to work with PR, Marketing, and Social Media representatives for shows in New York, London, Edinburgh, Hamburg, Toronto, Sao Pãolo, and Paris. His reviews and features have also been published by WhatsOnStage, for whom he was a panelist to help curate nominees for their 2023 and 2024 Awards as well as BroadwayWorldUK, Musicals Magazine and LondonTheatre.co.uk. Instagram/TikTok/X: @MickeyJoTheatre Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Tanisha Spring is back In The Frame!Tanisha is playing Belle in Matthew Warchus' production of A Christmas Carol at The Old Vic.The Old Vic's production of A Christmas Carol has become an annual event and this year Paul Hilton is playing Scrooge. The show marks Tanisha's return to The Old Vic and reunion with Matthew Warchus, after playing Rita in the 2023 production of Groundhog Day. Tanisha was last on this podcast two years ago whilst starring as Satine in Moulin Rouge, a role she played full-time after being in the original London cast as Alternate Satine. Tanisha made her West End debut in Thriller Live (Lyric Theatre). Her theatre credits also include: The Prince of Egypt (Dominion Theatre), Shuck ‘n' Jive (Soho Theatre), Making P***n (Above the Stag), Caroline or Change (Playhouse Theatre), Big Fish (The Other Palace), One Love (Birmingham Rep) and Beautiful: The Carole King Musical (Aldwych Theatre). As well as discussing all-things A Christmas Carol, in this episode Tanisha discusses her run in Moulin Rouge and what it was like to return to the show last-minute earlier this year. She also talked about career goals, why she's taking a break from producing and lots more. A Christmas Carol runs at The Old Vic through until 10th January. Visit www.oldvictheatre.com for info and tickets. This podcast is hosted by Andrew Tomlins @AndrewTomlins32 Thanks for listening! Email: andrew@westendframe.co.uk Visit westendframe.co.uk for more info about our podcasts. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

‘Moulin Rouge! The Musical' is running at Bord Gáis Energy Theatre from November 2025 to January 11.Joining Andrea to discuss is Tony and Academy Award–nominated Playwright, Screenwriter, and Producer behind the show, John Logan!

Bookwaves/Artwaves is produced and hosted by Richard Wolinsky. Links to assorted local theater & book venues   Malcolm Margolin (1940-2025): Legendary Berkeley Publisher Malcolm Margolin (1940-2025), the long-time publisher of Heyday Books in Berkeley, who died on August 20, 2025 at the age of 84, in conversation with Richard Wolinsky in the KPFA Studios on November 21, 2014. Malcolm Margolin founded Heyday Books, the renownedy non-profit publishing house located in Berkeley, in 1974 and stayed until he retired in 2015. He was the author and editor of several books, most notably The Ohlone Way: Indian Life in the San Francisco – Monterey Bay Area, along with magazines and other periodicals. This interview was recorded November 21, 2014 upon the publication of his memoir/history, The Heyday of Malcolm Margolin: The Damned Good Times of a Fiercely Independent Publisher.  Malcolm Margolin retired in 2015 but continued to work until his death. His final book, Deep Hanging Out: Wanderings and Wonderment in Native California. was published by Heyday in 2021.   Azar Nafisi: Best-selling Author of “Reading Lolita in Tehran” Azar Nafisi,author of the best-selling memoir, “Reading Lolita in Tehran,”  in conversation with host Richard Wolinsky, recorded in the KPFA studios on January 12, 2009 while on tour for the memoir, “Things I've Been Silent About.” Azar Nafisi burst on the literary scene in 2003 with her memoir, Reading Lolita in Tehran in 2003, which remained on the New York Times best seller list for 117 weeks. Born in Tehran, Iran, she came to the United States in 1997 and became an American citizen in 2008. A professor of literature, she'd previously written a critical study of the works of Vladimir Nabokov. There would be a second interview with Azar Nafisi  in 2015 for her book about the importance of literature, The Republic of the Imagination. Azar Nafisi Wikipedia page     Book Interview/Events and Theatre Links Note: Shows may unexpectedly close early or be postponed due to actors' positive COVID tests. Check the venue for closures, ticket refunds, and mask requirements before arrival. Dates are in-theater performances unless otherwise noted. Some venues operate Tuesday – Sunday; others for shorter periods each week. All times Pacific Time. Closing dates are sometimes extended. Book Stores Bay Area Book Festival  See website for highlights from the 110th Annual Bay Area Book Festival, May 31 – June 1, 2025. Book Passage.  Monthly Calendar. Mix of on-line and in-store events. Books Inc.  Mix of on-line and in-store events. The Booksmith.  Monthly Event Calendar. BookShop West Portal. Monthly Event Calendar. Center for Literary Arts, San Jose. See website for Book Club guests in upcoming months. Green Apple Books. Events calendar. Kepler's Books  On-line Refresh the Page program listings. Live Theater Companies Actors Ensemble of Berkeley.  See website for readings and events. Actor's Reading Collective (ARC).  Mary Jane by Amy Herzog, directed by Amy Kossow, November 6 – 30, Magic Theatre, Fort Mason. African American Art & Culture Complex. See website for calendar. American Conservatory Theatre Judy Garland, We Need A Little Christmas with Debbie Wileman, Strand, Dec. 6-7. Rudolph & Scrooge, A YC Double Feature, December 18-20, Strand. A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams, Jan. 21 – Feb. 1, 2026, Toni Rembe (Geary). Paranormal Activity, Feb. 19 – March 15, Toni Rembe. Awesome Theatre Company. See website for information. Berkeley Playhouse. Annie. November 7- December 21. Once, February 20 – March 22.  Berkeley Rep. The Hills of California .by Jez Butterworth, Oct. 31 – Dec. 7, Roda Theatre. Mother of Exiles by Jessica Huang, World Premiere, Nov. 14 – Dec. 21, Peets Theatre. Berkeley Shakespeare Company See website for upcoming productions. Brava Theatre Center: See calendar for events listings. BroadwaySF: The Golden Girls Live,  December 4-21, Curran. Moulin Rouge! The Musical, December 16-28, Orpheum. See website for complete listings for the Orpheum, Golden Gate and Curran Theaters. Broadway San Jose:  Kinky Boots, Nov. 28-30. See website for other events. Center REP: A Christmas Carol, Dec. 10 – 21.. Central Stage. See website for upcoming productions, 5221 Central Avenue, Richmond Central Works See website for information on the 2026 season. Cinnabar Theatre. Holiday Songbook, Dec. 19-21. My Fair Lady, January 23 – February 8, 2026. Club Fugazi. Dear San Francisco ongoing. Check website for Music Mondays listings. Contra Costa Civic Theatre Ebenezer Scrooge, an adaptation of “A Christmas Carol” by Joel Roster, December 6 –  21. . See website for other events. Golden Thread  See website for upcoming productions. Hillbarn Theatre: Rogers & Hammerstein's Cinderella, December 4 – 28. Lorraine Hansberry Theatre. Soulful Christmas, December 19-21, Magic Theatre. Los Altos Stage Company. A Christmas Carol, November  28 – December 21.. Lower Bottom Playaz  August Wilson's King Hedley II, November 8 -30. BAM House, Oakland. Magic Theatre. Actors Reading Collective: Mary Jane by Amy Herzog, directed by Amy Kossow, November 6 – 30, See website for other events and productions. Marin Shakespeare Company: See website for events and productions. Marin Theatre: The Gift of Nothing  by Patrick McDonnell, Aaron Posner and Erin Weaver, Dec. 13 – 23. .The Cherry Orchard by Anton Chekhov Jan . 29 – Feb. 22, 2026. Mission Cultural Center for Latino Arts Upcoming Events Page. New Conservatory Theatre Center (NCTC)  Ruthless,  Dec. 5 – January 11, 2026. New Performance Traditions.  See website for upcoming schedule Oakland Theater Project. Cabaret, November 21 – December 14. Odd Salon: Upcoming events in San Francisco & New York, and streaming. Palace of Fine Arts Theater.  See website for event listings. Pear Theater. Ada & The Engine  by Lauren Gunderson, November 21 – December 7. See website for staged readings and other events. Playful People Productions. See website for upcoming productions. Presidio Theatre. Peter Pan Panto, Nov. 29 – Dec. 28. See website for complete schedule of events and performances. Ray of Light: Mean Girls. May 2026. Ross Valley Players: See website for New Works Sunday night readings and other events. San Francisco Playhouse. Into the Woods. November 30 – January 17, 2026. SFBATCO.  See website for upcoming streaming and in- theater shows. San Jose Stage Company: See website for events and upcoming season Shotgun Players.  Sunday in the Park with George, November 15 – December 30. South Bay Musical Theatre:  Let It Snow: A Broadway Holiday Celebration, December 20-21, Little Women, The Broadway Musical, January 24 – February 14, 2026. SPARC: See website for upcoming events. Stagebridge: See website for events and productions. Storytime every 4th Saturday. The Breath Project. Streaming archive. The Marsh: Calendar listings for Berkeley, San Francisco and Marshstream. Theatre Lunatico  See website for upcoming productions.. Theatre Rhino  Pirates! by John Fisher, December 4 – 13. Streaming: Essential Services Project, conceived and performed by John Fisher, all weekly performances now available on demand. TheatreWorks Silicon Valley Georgiana & Kitty, Christmas at Pemberley by Lauren Gunderson and Margot Melcon, Dec. 3 – 28, Lucie Stern Theatre, Palo Alto. Word for Word.  See website for upcoming productions. Misc. Listings: BAMPFA: On View calendar for Berkeley Art Museum and Pacific Film Archive. Berkeley Symphony: See website for listings. Chamber Music San Francisco: Calendar, 2025 Season. Dance Mission Theatre. On stage events calendar. Fort Mason Center. Events calendar. Oregon Shakespeare Festival: Calendar listings and upcoming shows. San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus. See schedule for upcoming SFGMC performances. San Francisco Opera. Calendar listings. San Francisco Symphony. Calendar listings. Filmed Live Musicals: Searchable database of all filmed live musicals, podcast, blog. If you'd like to add your bookstore or theater venue to this list, please write Richard@kpfa.org   . The post Bookwaves/Artwaves – November 27, 2025: Malcolm Margolin – Azar Nafisi appeared first on KPFA.

In this pod, the SaDBoys discuss the flashy, Belle Epoque menswear in the stage adaptation of Moulin Rouge and how they dressed as an assassin to attend a John Wick Laser Tag party. There's also a big discussion on "transitional weather attire" and how we like to dress in Early Fall, before it gets TOO cold and we start to Full Send into coats, tweeds, and scarves. It's basically a section where we glaze crewneck sweaters and jungle jackets! Blog Post: https://alittlebitofrest.com/2025/11/24/moulin-rouge-a-john-wick-laser-tag-party/ https://alittlebitofrest.com/2025/11/24/transitional-weather-attire-the-interlude-of-early-fall/ Support us on Patreon and join the Discord: https://www.patreon.com/styleanddirection/ Follow us on Instagram! www.instagram.com/styleanddirection/ Podcast is produced by MJ

A fake dating trope we didn't see coming and Sarah's obsession with Moulin Rouge! Jennifer Hartmann always packs a good punch in her angsty dramas.

durée : 00:03:16 - Le Billet de François Morel - par : François Morel - Le fantôme de Jacques Prévert voltige au-dessus de la terrasse des « Trois Satrapes ». Là-bas, tout près du cimetière Montmartre et de la place Blanche, juste derrière les ailes du Moulin-Rouge, l'esprit de Prévert badine. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

RNIB Connect Radio's Robert Kirkwood is joined again by Vidar Hjardeng MBE, Inclusion and Diversity Consultant for ITV News across England, Wales, Northern Ireland and the Channel Islands for the next of his regular audio described theatre reviews. They head over to the Birmingham Hippodrome as Vidar reviews the audio described production of Moulin Rouge. About ‘Moulin Rouge.' Enter a world of splendour, of eye-popping excess, of glitz, grandeur and glory! A world where Bohemians and aristocrats rub elbows and revel in electrifying enchantment. Welcome to Moulin Rouge! The Musical! Baz Luhrmann's revolutionary film comes to life onstage, remixed in a new musical mash-up extravaganza. A theatrical celebration of truth, beauty, freedom and — above all — love, Moulin Rouge! is more than a musical; it is a state of mind. For more about the show visit: Home - Moulin Rouge! The Musical And for more about access at Birmingham Hippodrome: Access Hub – Birmingham Hippodrome Image shows the RNIB Connect Radio logo. On a white background ‘RNIB' written in bold black capital letters and underlined with a bold pink line. Underneath the line: ‘Connect Radio' is written in black in a smaller font.

We meet with Marcus Vann playing in the touring company of Baz Luhrmann's revolutionary film  onstage, remixed in a new musical mash-up extravaganza. Directed by Tony Award winner Alex Timbers, Moulin Rouge! The Musical is a theatrical celebration of Truth, Beauty, Freedom, and — above all — Love. With a book by Tony Award winner John Logan; music supervision, orchestrations, and arrangements by Tony Award winner Justin Levine; and choreography by Tony Award winner Sonya Tayeh, Moulin Rouge! is more than a musical — it is a state of mind.

THE CHILLING SEQUEL TO THE SHINING!! Doctor Sleep (Director's Cut) Full Movie Reaction Watch Along: ⁠  / thereelrejects  ⁠ Download PrizePicks today at ⁠https://www.prizepicks.onelink.me/LME...⁠ & use code REJECTS to get $50 instantly when you play $5! The Shining (1980) Movie Reaction: ⁠   • THE SHINING (1980) IS A NIGHTMARE FEVER DR...  ⁠ Support The Channel By Getting Some REEL REJECTS Apparel! ⁠https://www.rejectnationshop.com/⁠ With The Running Man premiering in theatres this weekend, IT: Welcome to Derry airing now on HBO + home video releases of The Long Walk & The Life of Chuck, Tara & Andrew continue their Stephen King marathon giving their Doctor Sleep Reaction, Recap, Commentary, Analysis, Ending Explained & Spoiler Review! Tara Erickson & Andrew Gordon react to Doctor Sleep (2019 – Director's Cut), the chilling and emotional supernatural horror sequel to The Shining — written and directed by Mike Flanagan (The Haunting of Hill House, Midnight Mass, Gerald's Game). Based on Stephen King's 2013 novel, this haunting continuation bridges King's world and Stanley Kubrick's classic vision, expanding the legacy of trauma, addiction, and psychic power known as “the shining.” The film stars Ewan McGregor (Obi-Wan Kenobi, Moulin Rouge!) as Dan Torrance, now an adult still scarred by the events at the Overlook Hotel. Struggling with alcoholism and inner demons, Dan finds new purpose when he meets Abra Stone, a young girl with powerful psychic abilities, played by Kyliegh Curran (I Can I Will I Did, Secrets of Sulphur Springs). Together, they must face the terrifying cult known as The True Knot, led by the mesmerizing and sinister Rose the Hat, played by Rebecca Ferguson (Mission: Impossible – Fallout, Dune). The Director's Cut, running nearly three hours, deepens the emotion, world-building, and psychological horror — offering fans the definitive version of Flanagan's masterpiece. Follow Andrew Gordon on Socials:  YouTube: ⁠https://www.youtube.com/@MovieSource⁠ Instagram:⁠ ⁠ ⁠https://www.instagram.com/agor711/?hl=en⁠ Twitter:  ⁠https://twitter.com/Agor711⁠ Follow Tara Erickson: Youtube:⁠ https://www.youtube.com/@TaraErickson⁠ Instagram: ⁠ https://www.instagram.com/taraerickson/⁠ Twitter: ⁠ https://twitter.com/thetaraerickson⁠ Intense Suspense by Audionautix is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. ⁠https://creativecommons.org/licenses/...⁠ Support The Channel By Getting Some REEL REJECTS Apparel! ⁠https://www.rejectnationshop.com/⁠ Follow Us On Socials:  Instagram: ⁠https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/⁠  Tik-Tok: ⁠https://www.tiktok.com/@reelrejects?lang=en⁠ Twitter: ⁠https://x.com/reelrejects⁠ Facebook: ⁠https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/⁠ Music Used In Ad:  Hat the Jazz by Twin Musicom is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. ⁠https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/⁠ Happy Alley by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. ⁠https://creativecommons.org/licenses/...⁠ POWERED BY @GFUEL Visit⁠ https://gfuel.ly/3wD5Ygo⁠ and use code REJECTNATION for 20% off select tubs!! Head Editor:⁠ https://www.instagram.com/praperhq/?hl=en⁠ Co-Editor: Greg Alba Co-Editor: John Humphrey Music In Video: Airport Lounge - Disco Ultralounge by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license.⁠ https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/⁠ Ask Us A QUESTION On CAMEO:⁠ https://www.cameo.com/thereelrejects⁠ Follow TheReelRejects On FACEBOOK, TWITTER, & INSTAGRAM:  FB:  ⁠https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/⁠ INSTAGRAM: ⁠ https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/⁠ TWITTER:  ⁠https://twitter.com/thereelrejects⁠ Follow GREG ON INSTAGRAM & TWITTER: INSTAGRAM:  ⁠https://www.instagram.com/thegregalba/⁠ TWITTER:  ⁠https://twitter.com/thegregalba⁠ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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THE CHILLING SEQUEL TO THE SHINING!! Doctor Sleep (Director's Cut) Full Movie Reaction Watch Along:   / thereelrejects   Download PrizePicks today at https://www.prizepicks.onelink.me/LME... & use code REJECTS to get $50 instantly when you play $5! The Shining (1980) Movie Reaction:    • THE SHINING (1980) IS A NIGHTMARE FEVER DR...   Support The Channel By Getting Some REEL REJECTS Apparel! https://www.rejectnationshop.com/ With The Running Man premiering in theatres this weekend, IT: Welcome to Derry airing now on HBO + home video releases of The Long Walk & The Life of Chuck, Tara & Andrew continue their Stephen King marathon giving their Doctor Sleep Reaction, Recap, Commentary, Analysis, Ending Explained & Spoiler Review! Tara Erickson & Andrew Gordon react to Doctor Sleep (2019 – Director's Cut), the chilling and emotional supernatural horror sequel to The Shining — written and directed by Mike Flanagan (The Haunting of Hill House, Midnight Mass, Gerald's Game). Based on Stephen King's 2013 novel, this haunting continuation bridges King's world and Stanley Kubrick's classic vision, expanding the legacy of trauma, addiction, and psychic power known as “the shining.” The film stars Ewan McGregor (Obi-Wan Kenobi, Moulin Rouge!) as Dan Torrance, now an adult still scarred by the events at the Overlook Hotel. Struggling with alcoholism and inner demons, Dan finds new purpose when he meets Abra Stone, a young girl with powerful psychic abilities, played by Kyliegh Curran (I Can I Will I Did, Secrets of Sulphur Springs). Together, they must face the terrifying cult known as The True Knot, led by the mesmerizing and sinister Rose the Hat, played by Rebecca Ferguson (Mission: Impossible – Fallout, Dune). The Director's Cut, running nearly three hours, deepens the emotion, world-building, and psychological horror — offering fans the definitive version of Flanagan's masterpiece. Follow Andrew Gordon on Socials:  YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@MovieSource Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/agor711/?hl=en Twitter:  https://twitter.com/Agor711 Follow Tara Erickson: Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@TaraErickson Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/taraerickson/ Twitter:  https://twitter.com/thetaraerickson Intense Suspense by Audionautix is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/... Support The Channel By Getting Some REEL REJECTS Apparel! https://www.rejectnationshop.com/ Follow Us On Socials:  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/  Tik-Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@reelrejects?lang=en Twitter: https://x.com/reelrejects Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/ Music Used In Ad:  Hat the Jazz by Twin Musicom is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Happy Alley by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/... POWERED BY @GFUEL Visit https://gfuel.ly/3wD5Ygo and use code REJECTNATION for 20% off select tubs!! Head Editor: https://www.instagram.com/praperhq/?hl=en Co-Editor: Greg Alba Co-Editor: John Humphrey Music In Video: Airport Lounge - Disco Ultralounge by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Ask Us A QUESTION On CAMEO: https://www.cameo.com/thereelrejects Follow TheReelRejects On FACEBOOK, TWITTER, & INSTAGRAM:  FB:  https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/ INSTAGRAM:  https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/ TWITTER:  https://twitter.com/thereelrejects Follow GREG ON INSTAGRAM & TWITTER: INSTAGRAM:  https://www.instagram.com/thegregalba/ TWITTER:  https://twitter.com/thegregalba Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, Steph recounts the highlights of her recent trip to France with her friend Donna. They journey through notable locations like Versailles, the Louvre, Moulin Rouge and the Catacombs of Paris, sharing historical insights and personal experiences, they paint a vivid picture of their adventures.Thank you to all of my listeners, friends and supporters! A special thank you to my sponsor, Arias Transportation, for supporting this podcast. Be sure to check them out at www.ariastransportation.com and download the app next time you need a ride in Southern California. Be sure to add Steph 20 in the notes for a 20% discount off your first reservation.Follow me on Instagram @Magic_Key_Adventures or use this link: https://www.instagram.com/magic_key_adventures/Feel free to email questions and comments at: magickeyadventures@yahoo.comSupport the show with a one-time donation at: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/magickeyadhNew! Patreon: Join my Patreon, it's FREE!https://www.patreon.com/c/MagicKeyAdventuresSubscribe, rate and review!Be sure to check out: Ginny's Podcast:https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/once-upon-a-castle-podcast/id1838081825Lynn's Podcast and Travel Planning Services:http://www.thesweepspot.com/⁠

In den Bergen, am Strand, auf der grossen Musical-Bühne oder in den eigenen vier Wänden: Bei «Happy Day» machen Nik Hartmann und Co-Moderatorin Kiki Maeder Herzenswünsche wahr. Die Stargäste live im Studio: «Moulin Rouge! The Musical», Michael Patrick Kelly und Stefanie Heinzmann. Grossmami Berta wird Hüttenwartin Enkelin Céline möchte ihrem Grossmami Berta, 81, aus Schötz LU einen Herzenswunsch erfüllen: Berta liebt die Berge und träumt davon, einmal als Hüttenwartin in einer SAC-Hütte zu arbeiten. Obwohl ihr Mann in den Bergen ums Leben kam, fasziniert sie die Bergwelt immer noch sehr. Vom Zmorge mitten in der Nacht bis zum Putzen der Zimmer – auf der Almagellerhütte im Wallis wird Bertas Wunsch wahr. Einmal Irland erleben Adrian, 23, aus Reichenbach im Kandertal BE hat eine seltene Nervenkrankheit, die ihn mit 18 Jahren innerhalb weniger Monate fast komplett erblinden liess. Er ist ein grosser Fan von Irland und der irischen Musik, war aber noch nie in seinem Lieblingsland. Nik Hartmann nimmt den jungen Mann mit auf eine besondere Reise, die mit vertrauten Klängen beginnt. Starduett mit «Moulin Rouge! The Musical» Vor über 20 Jahren studierte Martina, 44, Musical, sie wollte auf den grossen Theaterbühnen stehen. Gelungen ist ihr das nicht, aber das Singen blieb ihre Leidenschaft. Einmal als Hauptdarstellerin in einem grossen Musical auftreten, das ist ihr Traum – und der geht in Erfüllung, an der Seite von Nate Landskroner, dem Hauptdarsteller der World Tour des Erfolgsmusicals «Moulin Rouge! The Musical».

Nouveaux pilotes, un brin déjantés, à bord de la Libre Antenne sur RMC ! Jean-Christophe Drouet et Julien Cazarre prennent le relais. Après les grands matchs, quand la lumière reste allumée pour les vrais passionnés, place à la Libre Antenne : un espace à part, entre passion, humour et dérision, débats enflammés, franc-parler et second degré. Un rendez-vous nocturne à la Cazarre, où l'on parle foot bien sûr, mais aussi mauvaise foi, vannes, imitations et grands moments de radio imprévisibles !

Filipino balladeer Christian Bautista joins Alyssa & AJ to talk about OPM, Josh Groban, musicals, and learning to find peace in the hustle — plus a hilarious PB&J challenge you don't want to miss.In this episode, we sit down with OPM legend Christian Bautista — the voice behind “The Way You Look at Me” — for a heartwarming and hilarious conversation about his 20+ years in music, growing up in church choirs, his viral “Josh Groban” moment, and the power of faith and family through it all. We talk about how Filipino TV shaped a generation of singers (including us!), his dream role in Moulin Rouge, why he's learned not to “break every door” in life, and yes — whether he's Team Sweet or Team Savory when it comes to peanut butter.It's part nostalgia trip, part life lesson, and all-around Sweet or Savory goodness.

Sister Amara Berhan stepped off the stage and joined us for this episode of Chi O Conversations to pull back the curtain and give us a small glimpse into her life on the road with Broadway's touring production of the beloved musical, Moulin Rouge! You won't want to miss this diamond of a Sister share her passion for her role on this show-stopping episode!

#acting #LynneJebens #NewYorkOne of the most important goals in this podcast is to have some kind of eclecticism, variety or diversity in the kind of artistic and cultural matters we try and cover. Lynne Jebens' episode certainly is a paramount example of this. Going into this episode, the first with a talent agent on our sows I had no idea we would be discussing being on the road with a Southern Rock band, the musical stylings of Bix Beiderbick, and the Joseph Mankiewicz masterpiece All About Eve all in the same episode! But this is an inevitability when you spend anytime at all with Lynne Jebens. With close to 40 years in the talent industry, Lynne Jebens gives the essentials on what an Actor must do in order to be successful in the business. Lynne is one of NYC's most respected agents who gives truly usable, incisive critiques. She works in all legit areas (film, TV and theater) as well as commercials.I certainly hope you enjoy listening to us at least as much as we enjoyed creating this episode. Lynne's BioAn agent for over 30 years who was a former actor and director, Lynne is one of NYC's most respected agents who gives truly usable, incisive critiques. She works in all legit areas (Film, TV and Theater) as well as commercials.Recent or Upcoming Broadway/Tours: & Juliet, A Beautiful Noise, Ain't Too Proud, Aladdin, Annie, Back to the Future, Beauty and the Beast, Beetlejuice, The Book of Mormon, Boop!, Cabaret, Chicago, Clue, Come From Away, Dolly, Floyd Collins, Funny Girl, The Great Gatsby, Hadestown, Hamilton, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, Hell's Kitchen, Les Misérables, Life of Pi, The Lost Boys, Mean Girls, MJ, Moulin Rouge, Mrs. Doubtfire, The Notebook, The Outsiders, Peter Pan, Pirates: The Penzance Musical, Redwood, Shucked, Six, Smash, Some Like it Hot, Wicked, The Wiz.Recent Film/TV: American Horror Story, And Just Like That, Beth and Don, The Blacklist, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, Blue Bloods, Brass Tactics, Bull, Chicago Med, Christmas With You, City on a Hill, Daredevil: Born Again, Dear Edward, Dexter: Resurrection, The Devil Wears Prada 2, Eleanor the Great, Elsbeth, The Endgame, The Equalizer, Etoile, Ever's Blueberry, Evil, FBI, Feud: Capote and the Women, The Friend, Full Circle, Genie, The Gilded Age, The Girls on the Bus, Godfather of Harlem, The Good Fight, Goosebumps: The Vanishing, Gossip Girl, Happy Gilmore 2, The History of Sound, The Holdovers, Hondo, Imaginary Friends, Jigsaw, Kaleidoscope, The Knowing, Law & Order (all of them), Let the Right One In, Manifest, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, New Amsterdam, Notice to Quit, Only Murders in the Building, The Other Two, Poker Face, Power: Raising Kanan, Queens of Christmas, Random Acts of Flyness, Servant, Severance, The Sex Lives of College Girls, Succession, Summer of 69, The Watcher, Your Friends & Neighbors and Zero Day.Besides Broadway and Tour, this office also books clients in numerous NY and Off-Broadway shows and every AEA regional theatre in the country.A truly caring agent who LOVES her actors.With close to 40 years in the talent industry, Lynne Jebens gives the essentials on what an Actor must do in order to be successful in the business. Lynne is one of NYC's most respected agents who gives truly usable, incisive critiques. She works in all legit areas (film, TV and theater) as well as commercials.I certainly hope you enjoy listening to us at least as much as we enjoyed creating this episode.Links to wonderful interviews on Lynne's works: https://www.nycastings.com/being-professional-and-prepared-an-interview-with-talent-agent-lynne-jebens/

In this episode of Best in Fest, branding strategist, publisher, and fashion-to-film trailblazer Lela Christine Thompson shares how she built a dynamic career at the intersection of fashion, entertainment, and digital media. From designing for Queen Pen and collaborating with 20th Century Fox Home Entertainment on campaigns for Moulin Rouge, Soul Food, and The Hunger Games, to launching her own digital magazines like Power Player Lifestyle, Fab Five Lifestyle, and Goddess Couture News, Lela reveals how creative vision and persistence can open unexpected doors.She dives deep into brand marketing for independent filmmakers, the power of social impact media, and how to leverage product placement, blogs, and digital magazines to grow your film's reach. With practical tips on creating a social media calendar, saving behind-the-scenes content, and pitching to online outlets, this conversation is a masterclass in building a digital footprint that lasts.Whether you're an indie filmmaker, content creator, or entrepreneur looking to elevate your brand, this episode will inspire you to think outside the box and embrace the ever-evolving media landscape.

I detta avsnitt gästas vi av skådespelaren och regissören Morgan Alling. Han öppnar upp om en barndom fylld av våld, alkohol och otrygghet – om att växa upp med missbrukande föräldrar, leva på barnhem och ständigt byta skola. I samtalet berättar Morgan om den inre kraft som hjälpte honom att bryta mönstret – och om tryggheten han till slut fann i familjen Alling, och om vägen mot scenen och genombrottet i Tippen. Men också om baksidan: panikångesten, hypokondrin och känslan av tomhet trots all framgång. Vi pratar om relationer, rädslan för att bli älskad och hur hans fru utmanade honom att ta ansvar för sina känslor – och våga ta emot kärlek.Hans nya bok Ingenting försvinner handlar om att barndomens sår aldrig helt läker, men att man kan välja att bli vän med sin historia istället för att fly från den.Detta är ett samtal om mod, försoning och att ta ansvar för sitt liv – trots allt man varit med om.Följ Morgan Alling på Instagram. Köp boken här: https://www.forum.se/bocker/182703/ingenting-forsvinner/ Köp biljetter till Moulin Rouge här: https://showtic.se/forestallningar/moulin-rouge-the-musical Ta del av Framgångsakademins kurser.Beställ "Mitt Framgångsår".Följ Alexander Pärleros på Instagram.Följ Alexander Pärleros på Tiktok.Bästa tipsen från avsnittet i Nyhetsbrevet.I samarbete med Convendum.I samarbete med Convendum. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

I detta avsnitt gästas vi av skådespelaren och regissören Morgan Alling. Han öppnar upp om en barndom fylld av våld, alkohol och otrygghet – om att växa upp med missbrukande föräldrar, leva på barnhem och ständigt byta skola. I samtalet berättar Morgan om den inre kraft som hjälpte honom att bryta mönstret – och om tryggheten han till slut fann i familjen Alling, och om vägen mot scenen och genombrottet i Tippen. Men också om baksidan: panikångesten, hypokondrin och känslan av tomhet trots all framgång. Vi pratar om relationer, rädslan för att bli älskad och hur hans fru utmanade honom att ta ansvar för sina känslor – och våga ta emot kärlek.Hans nya bok Ingenting försvinner handlar om att barndomens sår aldrig helt läker, men att man kan välja att bli vän med sin historia istället för att fly från den.Detta är ett samtal om mod, försoning och att ta ansvar för sitt liv – trots allt man varit med om.Följ Morgan Alling på Instagram. Köp boken här: https://www.forum.se/bocker/182703/ingenting-forsvinner/ Köp biljetter till Moulin Rouge här: https://showtic.se/forestallningar/moulin-rouge-the-musical Ta del av Framgångsakademins kurser.Beställ "Mitt Framgångsår".Följ Alexander Pärleros på Instagram.Följ Alexander Pärleros på Tiktok.Bästa tipsen från avsnittet i Nyhetsbrevet.I samarbete med Convendum.I samarbete med Convendum. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

As Três desafiaram-se a trazer roupa que não têm onde usar a acabou tudo num progrma louco, apresentado por uma senhora de fato cor-de-rosa e panamá, uma bailarina do Moulin Rouge e um dinossauro.

Charlie Rosen is an incredible multi-instrumentalist, composer, arranger and performer. He's half way to EGOT status as a 2x Grammy winner and a 2x Tony winner. He composes and plays video game music with his 8-Bit Big Band. His theater work includes Moulin Rouge. His TV and film credits include Wonka and Kenny G on HBO. And he also arranges for The Boston Pops and Lady Gaga. My featured song is “The Rich Ones All Stars”, my recent single which is also on my latest compilation album What's Up! by my band Project Grand Slam. Spotify link.------------------------------------------The Follow Your Dream Podcast:Top 1% of all podcasts with Listeners in 200 countries!Click here for All Episodes Click here for Guest List Click here for Guest Groupings Click here for Guest TestimonialsClick here to Subscribe Click here to receive our Email UpdatesClick here to Rate and Review the podcast—----------------------------------------CONNECT WITH CHARLIE:www.charlierosen.com—----------------------------------------ROBERT'S NEWEST SINGLE:“SUNDAY SLIDE” is Robert's newest single. It's been called “A fun, upbeat, you-gotta-move song”. Featuring 3 World Class guest artists: Laurence Juber on guitar (Wings with Paul McCartney), Paul Hanson on bassoon (Bela Fleck), and Eamon McLoughlin on violin (Grand Ole Opry band).CLICK HERE FOR ALL LINKSCLICK HERE FOR THE OFFICIAL VIDEO—-------------------------------------------ROBERT'S NEWEST ALBUM:“WHAT'S UP!” is Robert's new compilation album. Featuring 10 of his recent singles including all the ones listed below. Instrumentals and vocals. Jazz, Rock, Pop and Fusion. “My best work so far. (Robert)”CLICK HERE FOR THE OFFICIAL VIDEOCLICK HERE FOR ALL LINKS—----------------------------------------Audio production:Jimmy RavenscroftKymera Films Connect with the Follow Your Dream Podcast:Website - www.followyourdreampodcast.comEmail Robert - robert@followyourdreampodcast.com Follow Robert's band, Project Grand Slam, and his music:Website - www.projectgrandslam.comYouTubeSpotify MusicApple MusicEmail - pgs@projectgrandslam.com  

October 6, 1889. For the first time, the now world-famous Moulin Rouge in Paris opens its doors. This episode originally aired in 2022.Support the show! Join Into History for ad-free listening and more.History Daily is a co-production of Airship and Noiser.Go to HistoryDaily.com for more history, daily.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We were in Paris!….and Dublin!…but mostly Paris! In the final leg (there is still one more episode friends) of the their trip, Jacqueline and Meghan visit “regular” Paris. Palaces, churches, the Moulin Rouge and a river cruise, the girls had a great trip. Then onto home by way of Dublin, and almost both Paris and Dublin jail for Jacqueline. Don't worry, everyone got their Guinness. Follow LTP on Social Media

Eisenberg to bring ‘Ziegfeld Files’ Off-Broadway, Bob the Drag Queen to join ‘Moulin Rouge,’ ‘Purple Rain’ cast sings Prince Since 2016, “Today on Broadway” has been the first and only daily podcast recapping the top theatre headlines every Monday through Friday. Any and all feedback is appreciated:Grace Aki: grace@broadwayradio.com | @ItsGraceAkiMatt Tamanini: matt@broadwayradio.com | read more