If you're in the mood for some seriously smooth R&B, look no further than the latest offering from the NOLA native, which finds him sampling Toni Braxton while linking up with one of the genre's most iconic voices. This one's steamy. … [Read more...] about The MixtapE! Presents Lady Gaga, Rosalía, Ricky Martin and More New Music Musts
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For the actual scene in the film, the production shot at Knebworth House, a Tudor Gothic mansion in Hertfordshire, England. “Okay, if you’re a fabulously wealthy Russian who wanted to throw an amazing party, what would you do?” says Inglis. “Lemtov can basically have anything he wants materially, even though obviously he can’t have everything he wants emotionally. It was an expression of flamboyance.” So, production added gold-plated supercars, ice sculptures, naked statues of Lemtov, trampolines, marble, and disco balls. “It was a good challenge because it’s tricky to put that many different elements into an existing space, which already has a lot of detail and to have it not just become a mess or a jumble,” says Inglis. “Part of the reason we liked Knebworth is that there’s a really good flow from room to room. So it was possible to start something in one room and move it through to another, bring it out to the … [Read more...] about The (Fake) Songs of Summer
But what does 7 million theatrical smackeroos get you these days? Well, it gets you Ivy, frantically lip-synching for her life in the bathroom, until the assistant stage manager Margaret Cho (quick fix!) pokes her dear little head in to tell Miss Monroe that it’s time to ritualistically humiliate herself in front of her entire cast and creative crew, and receive one of Kat McPhee’s signature demure “I-told-you-so” smirks in reward. It gets you stupid Karen, who can’t even keep her script pages in order without Eyelid, Tokenetta and Gore Vidal, a.k.a. the Get-Along Gang flying to her side to find out Y Kant Karen Read. (And how on Earth did a nice, non-materialistic, non-slutty, utterly virtuous Iowan such as herself rack up a whopping $326.38 in credit card debt????? New York is ruining her! I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again, and to my huge delight the Get-Along Gang says it with me: “Fuck you, Karen.”) It gets you Michael Swift, … [Read more...] about Recap: What Is This Bar Mitzvah You Speak Of?
Hamilton’s music director and orchestrator Alex Lacamoire unearthed Miranda’s scribbled lyrics to “Right Hand Man,” written on the fly during tech rehearsals. “There wasn’t time to type it. Thank you @LacketyLac,” LMM tweeted in response. … [Read more...] about Everything We Learned During Lin-Manuel Miranda’s
I’ll get into my intense reaction to this in a moment (and yes, it involves a LOT of Kleenex, and yes, I need to stop adding parentheticals that begin “and yes”), but first we have to check in with 42nd Street’s most adorable adulterers, Cousin Debbie and Michael Swift, who, judging by the beatific smile playing across Cousin Debbie’s autumnal-shaded lips, is anything but. (Unless of course his surname refers to the speed with which he has jettisoned his marital vows, and not his sexitudinal endurance, in which case, carry on, Swifty.) They are behaving like a couple of hormone-crazed, acne-scarred grotesques on the band bus, moistly holding hands and gnashing their damp pelvises together frantically before springing apart ostentatiously whenever a door opens, lest Derek or Anjelica Huston see what they’re up to, forgetting that Derek barely knows either of their names, let alone their marital statuses, and just wants Cousin Debbie to keep her legs … [Read more...] about Recap: The Bernadette Motherf*cking Peters Show