Last time I went into Manhattan, I shared with you this shot of the tree in Rockefeller Center.
Rockefeller Center was hopping, but that’s not what brought us into the city last night. When we left Rockefeller Center, we strolled through Times Square – stroll is probably the wrong word – it would be more accurate to tell you that we shuffled through Times Square. By now, as I write this, there are probably a million people crowded into Times Square in anticipation of tonight’s ball drop, but last night, one evening prior to New Years Eve, I would estimate that a quarter of a million people were already partying in Times Square.
But that, also, is not what brought us into NYC last night. We were in the city for a Night with Janis Joplin. When I think about the singers and musicians that I never had a chance to see live, Janis is at the top of the list. I was, perhaps, just a couple of years too young, or came to my hippie creds just a little too late for Janis, who died in 1970.
I’m sure Janis never envisioned her life and her songs on Broadway and it is a little bit depressing to think of Janis Joplin on Broadway, but Mary Bridget Davies, who performs as Janis, is remarkable. The music is everything you might hope for and more. It is an extraordinary Broadway show.
After the show let out, in the cold night air, we strolled back to Penn Station, pausing for a moment at 34th Street to appreciate the view.
Wishing you all a happy and healthy New Year.