Showing posts with label Liza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liza. Show all posts

Friday, March 1, 2013

Liza Minnelli


I didn't allow myself to get excited
Her reputation
Precedes her
Canceling, forgetting lyrics, swallowing words
But tonight
In her signature sparkling black top
That shimmered and reflected light
And almost seemed to be electricfied
Liza Minnelli
Was radiant

Her speaking voice
Is not just breathy
It's breathless
She seems barely able to string a sentence together
And then she sings
Sure the top notes aren't quite there anymore
But the richness in her voice
The undeniable "Liza" tone
The timbre so full
So present
It's phenomenal

They talk of
Living legends
And truly
She is one

In just under two weeks
This living legend will be 67
She's frailer than she used to be
Apologized for sitting for much of the concert
But the audience didn't mind
When she sang, honestly
Magic happened
She seemed somehow younger
The way she can tell a story through song
Transport you worlds away
With her voice
The simplest gesture
The audience erupted after
Every single number
And the applause wasn't gratuitous

In the same way that her mother
Never escaped the rainbow
Liza will never escape the cabaret
But you get the sense
She's happiest there
It's where she grew up
It's where her family,
Literal and accumulated,
Come from
And her gratitude to the audience
Felt genuine and real

The final encore
Every single person was already on their feet
And it was just
Liza in a spotlight
Singing acapella
The hush that fell over the crowd
Oh, that voice!
And right before the final note
A whispered
Thank you
And the audience melted
Audibly gasped
And we cheered in response
And Liza bowed
And walked into the wings

The end.

Friday, January 18, 2013

Liza with a Me



At work
An actress whom I daily admire
Said to me
“Every time I see you, I think of a young Liza”
And it thrilled me 
Because to be told you look like one of your heroes 
Is
Well, thrilling

Now I know 
That just looking like one of your heroes 
Doesn’t make you like
One of your heroes
Looks do not give you 
A phenomenal belt
Or amazing dance skills
Or a guaranteed career

But it does
Boost one’s confidence
And tells you to keep going

When I cut off all my hair
“Pixie” cut
I never intended to look like Liza
I cut it off
Because I wanted to
And, honestly,
It was one of the most liberating days of my life 

I’m keeping my hair short 
Because it’s me
And that’s the person
Who I most want to be 
When I grow up

The end.