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Thursday, September 25, 2008

People Magazine has got nothin' on me!

   Okay, I could tell you that I--along with my friend Denis (pronounced de-nee, he's french Canadian--went and taught a master class at the Boston Arts Conservatory today, but I'll talk about that later.


    I could tell you that the show was good tonight, that the audience laughed and was moved and all that.

   I could tell you that I went to a Farmer's Market and felt so healthy and pro-small business as I picked out produce, fresh made bread, and recently-jarred jam from the local farmers...

    Or I could keep first things first and tell you that while a group of us were hanging out at this small bar in the theater district here, the Intermission Tavern, Paris Hilton walked through the door.  She was accompanied by one of the guys from Good Charlotte and a few other blondies, but it was definitely her.  Wearing some tall heels and looking like she hasn't eaten her lunch for days, she walked right by us.  And sounding a little dumbfounded, we were like, Um, that really is Paris Hilton...

   And here's the best part: the bouncer was sitting outside doing his job when Paris and her retinue strolled up to the door.  Not impressed, he asked for some ID.  Paris looked at him and said, Are you serious?  When he obviously was, she said, Oh, well I am not planning on drinking...Again, the bouncer was not to be deterred and simply said, It's a f#@#ing bar, now show me some ID. And this guy was from Boston through and through, so he didn't even say the "r" on the end of the word bar, which made it even better, somehow.  

   When we were leaving, we stopped by to talk with the bouncer.  He told us that Paris Hilton annoyed him everyday of his life and he wasn't gonna let this opportunity pass now that it was his turn.  Funny guy.  It's nice to see that at the Intermission Tavern, at least, everybody is treated the same.  No special favors there.  You show your ID, you pay your bill, just like the next person, heiress or not, I guess.  

   Anyway, yes I did go and teach a master class.  It was actually amazingly rewarding.  We taught a large group of juniors and seniors at the Boston Arts Conservatory, as I already said, and their enthusiasm and hard work were wonderful to behold.  Being driven there and back in a fancy black Escalade by Martin, our driver was not so bad either...

   Afterwards, we had a question and answer session, and there was one young man in particular who really wanted us to tell him that you didn't have to sing to be on Broadway.  His first question was just that, Do you have to sing to dance in a Broadway show? I was straight forward as I told him yes.  You might not have to sing amazingly, especially if you just want to do ensemble, but everyone has to be able to hold a harmony and yada, yada, yada. 

   Later on, he raised his hand again--only to ask the same question, rephrased just a little.  I was like, Well, yeah, you really do have to sing to be in a Broadway show. But, if you feel like you aren't any good at it, you can take lessons and get better--I have plenty of friends who have done this. 

  Poor guy, he just really wanted me to tell him that he didn't have to sing to be in a Broadway show.  

   Two of the students saw me in the hall and started breaking out in Sing (my number with Al) right then and there.  They were like, Oh my goodness, I have your song on my ip0d!!!! Can I give you a hug?!?! It was super sweet.  It actually kind of reminded me that what I am doing is so special, part of a dream realized...

   Okay, I am so tired. My eyes are closing...I bid you all a good night!

7 comments:

Mom said...

Wow! What a day! Here you are in LA for several months and you don't see Paris (not that you were looking to see her) and you go to Boston and see her. Life is funny!

kathiek said...

I applaud the bouncer at the Intermission Tavern!

So, Jess, I was wondering, do you have to be able to, um, sing to be in a Broadway show?! ;-) Too funny!

Anonymous said...

So they misspelled your last name, but it's a fun pic of the class...

Jessica Latshaw said...

thanks for that! And I can't believe they spelled my name wrong--heads will roll for this!!!
LOL (I've always wanted to say that...)

Susan Marie said...

My friend, Carrie graduated from the Boston Conservatory. She and her husband live in Cambridge and she teaches dance all over the greater Boston metro area. It would be really funny (to me) if you guys met in Boston.

semi anonymous said...

so what was your favorite part of the day? Definitely one for the archives.

Jessica Latshaw said...

hmmm...my fave part of the day was actually teaching that class to the students, I think.

I truly love to share dance with others.