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As Sebastian Bach once sang for a limited time on Broadway: "This is the moment"! And by "moment," I mean the beginning of a countdown to the bigger moment which will happen June 18. But it is the moment when you can subscribe! Subscribe to what, you ask? Why, SethTV, of course! "What the H is that?" you ask? I'll tell ya. Last year, my partner James was reading about Oprah starting her own network and told me that I should do the same thing. He thought I should have a TV network where all the shows aren't necessarily starring me (that's where I first took umbrage) but all the shows are "approved" by me. I got over my devastation of not being above the title in every single show and approached two investors who gave me the funding to begin my own online TV network and launch it with a Broadway reality show. And thus, SethTV was born!
Now, I'd been approached a few times in the past about doing a reality show, but I was always wary of giving control of my life to a TV executive. I've done a few reality shows on TV in the past and seen the "reality" completely distorted and manipulated. And I've always been annoyed that TV often has such a "no-one-cares-about-Broadway" attitude — for example, if they happen to show a Broadway song, it's sung by someone who's never done a Broadway show. Or it's pre-recorded and lip-synched. And auto-tuned! I wanted a TV show to feature real Broadway people, with footage of actual rehearsals that aren't faked for the camera and real, actual singing! I started filming last year and the more I got "in the can," as they say in the TV business, the more I couldn't help noticing that each episode also features the panic I'm in most of the day because I'm running late/forgot my music/double-booked myself. So, it's a combination of real Broadway people and living examples of adult ADD!
The exciting news is that everyone can now sign up for a subscription ($5 a month) and the preview of Season One is up on the site! Take a gander at SethTV.com and sign up!
This has been a big week for me. Last Sunday (May 6) was the culmination of weeks of planning. A few months ago I ran into Stephen Spadaro on the Upper West Side. Stephen is one of the company managers of Chicago and the partner of one of my best friends, Paul Castree. He asked about my Mom, and when I mentioned that her 80th birthday was coming up, he suggested I put on a show for her. I loved the idea so I rented Don't Tell Mama and asked my Mom's favorite Broadway singers to come and sing at what I decided should also be a surprise party. When Sunday came, I told my Mom and sister Beth (who was in on it) to take the 11 AM Long Island Railroad train to Manhattan, calculating that it would get them to Don't Tell Mama at noon for the big surprise. Of course, when I told my mother the train schedule, she immediately said to Beth, "When has Seth ever told me what time train to take?" Always suspicious. Then, my Mom was taking a long time getting ready that morning and Beth panicked and told her they had to make the train. My Mom said, "What does it matter? Seth is always late." Yikes. Almost foiled by my horrific reputation. Thankfully, they made the train and my Mom got to NYC thinking we were meeting for brunch. Then Beth got a (pretend) text from me saying that I was having a little rehearsal at Don't Tell Mama and to meet me there before we went to the restaurant. Beforehand, when I would mention the surprise element of the party to people, a few made jokes like "I hope her heart is strong!" I began to have horrible visions of everyone screaming surprise and then my Mother keeling over, so I told all the Broadway guests we were doing to do a "heart-attack prevention" surprise party. What does that mean? Well, I met my Mom out front, brought her to the back room where I was supposedly still rehearsing and opened the door to the party room. When we walked in, there was no loudly yelled SURPRISE!!!!. Instead, the door opened, my Mom saw everyone standing there and everyone literally did a low-energy, sotto voce, whispered, surprise. Hilarious. And heart-healthy.
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My ex, Aaron Dai, did an amazing piano piece he wrote that consisted of all of these high-falutin' classical variations on "Happy Birthday." So funny and so creative. Charles Busch sang something that my Mom has spoken of for years: his rendition of "Bill." So simple, beautifully acted and moving. Charles just filmed a Playbill Obsessed video, so stay tuned for his brilliance. My sister Beth sang the first song she wrote (in '79!), which is my Mom's favorite out of all of Beth's songs. Beth announced it by saying it's one of her less depressing songs but, true to her style, the subject is nonetheless someone who was just unceremoniously dumped. She claims she writes songs with manic-depressive themes, and I told her she forgets the manic part. As opposed to Madonna's "Beautiful Stranger," here's one of Beth's beautiful downers. Farah Alvin recreated her amazing performance of "Solitaire" that my Mom heard at the Actors Fund salute to Neil Sedaka (watch her end on an F!) ) P.S., Farah is still performing non-stop but since I've met her, she's lost 70 pounds! And now she's a nutritionist and the consultation is free. Brava! Go to her website for more deets.
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My Mom's favorite 6-foot-plus lady, Varla Jean Merman, did a hilarious number that I don't have available to show you yet, but here we are doing a video of Lionel Ritchie's "Hello." James was complaining the whole weekend that he thought he had strep throat and didn't think he could sing, so I assumed we wouldn't do the song we planned for him. Of course, once the show started, he wanted to try to sing for my Mom. Well, the good part is he sounded amazing. The bad part is, because I didn't think he was going to sing, I didn't really transpose his song correctly. I was hitting wrong chord after wrong chord and finally had to completely stop the number in the middle because my horrible piano playing turned a great Barbra Streisand song into an atonal tone poem. I was mortified. The good part is, when we started again it sounded great. And the better part is the entire concert was filmed for my reality show and, as we all know, someone's complete humiliation makes for good TV. Unfortunately, I'm that someone. Here's James singing it where I don't suck.
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Last weekend I saw Leap of Faith and I loved the crazy high belting of the choir! Hopefully, they get a group discount for prednisone. And I've never seen leading lady Jessica Phillips. Brava! Her acting was excellent and very real. And, of course, Raúl Esparza is so in his element in his role as a faith healer whose meetings always evolve into an enormous production number. It actually reminded me of his sassafrass as the Arbiter when we did Chess for the Actors Fund. I found this fun clip of him at the dress rehearsal. P.S., ignore my tank top. I get hot when I conduct.
(Seth Rudetsky has played piano in the pits of many Broadway shows including Ragtime, Grease and The Phantom of the Opera. He was the artistic producer/conductor for the first five Actors Fund concerts including Dreamgirls and Hair, which were both recorded. As a performer, he appeared on Broadway in The Ritz and on TV in "All My Children," "Law and Order C.I." and on MTV's "Made" and "Legally Blonde: The Search for the Next Elle Woods." He has written the books "The Q Guide to Broadway" and "Broadway Nights," which was recorded as an audio book on Audible.com. He is currently the afternoon Broadway host on Sirius/XM radio and tours the country doing his comedy show, "Deconstructing Broadway." He can be contacted at his website SethRudetsky.com, where he has posted many video deconstructions.)