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May 15, 2013

Marlene Dietrich, Burt Bacharach, and my father


My father
Recently a friend of mine posted a video on Facebook of German movie & cabaret star, Marlene Dietrich, singing Pete Seeger's "Where Have All The Flowers Gone?" Now, there's something funny about this very beautiful, if a little cold & stiff (not unlike Nico), Germanic woman singing folk & pop songs. And the accent always topped it off. I've always found it funny. But Dietrich was quite a recording & concert (especially cabaret) star in her time...

After the laughter subsided, I told him my father - who, before settling down as a writer was a real life Broadway stage manager - had stage managed Dietrich in the first of two Broadway stints in 1967. She'd repeat the show again in 1968 before bringing it to television in the 70's. Anyway, it got me thinking, and I asked my dad to share his memories about the show and working with Ms. Dietrich. I hope you enjoy this:


AN EVENING WITH MARLENE DIETRICH
By Daniel Broun for Stupefaction

To be a star on Broadway – to see your name above the title of the show – means that your name will sell more tickets than the name of the show. In the 1967-8 season some of the biggest stars on Broadway included Judy Garland, Ingrid Bergman, Melvyn Douglas and Burl Ives. Then, on October 9th, perhaps the biggest name to appear on the New York stage that season opened for a limited run of six weeks. She was Marlene Dietrich, film star and international celebrity then sixty-six years old who, if you were close enough to shake hands with her, looked forty-five. I can vouch for her appearance because I was the stage manager for An Evening With Marlene Dietrich, and I’m sure I shook hands with her when we started rehearsals, just as I’m certain that I did not shake hands with her at the end of the run. By then we weren’t speaking to each other.

Dietrich was an international celebrity whose friends included Ernest Hemingway, Noel Coward, Orson Welles, Gary Cooper, and John F. Kennedy. Her 1967 show on Broadway was to consist of an hour-and-a-half concert of 21 songs, most of which she’d sung in films. Her performance was arranged and conducted by composer Burt Bacharach who called Dietrich his “girl singer“ and led a 30-piece onstage band.

Bacharach proved to be a charming, talented man who often got to the theatre early – before I or anyone else did, in fact– – and composed new tunes. New songs by Burt Bacharach were and still are surprising and delightful.

My job as stage manager was to oversee everything that took place during the show – to supervise light and sound cues, to maintain order and quiet backstage, to solve any emergency that arose during a performance, and above all, to keep Marlene happy. I was equipped with a headset that kept me in touch with stagehands all over the theater, and most of the time I succeeded at calling the cues and tending to Marlene’s wishes, one of which, quite properly, was to prevent pictures being taken by members of the audience, especially by anyone using flashbulbs which crazes actors and anyone who has paid big money for tickets. Notice of this prohibition is both announced over the public address system before the curtain goes up and is printed in the Playbill. Nowadays, notice to silence cell phones is also given. But such notices are sometimes ignored.

One night, someone in Dietrich’s audience decided to disregard the ruling and began to click and flash away which, quite rightly, infuriated her. When she came offstage for a moment during her curtain calls she stopped at my desk and screamed at me to go out into the audience and stop the person taking pictures.

As it happened, as stage manager of Dietrich’s show I didn’t need and didn’t have an assistant whom I could either send out front to handle the problem or hand my headset to properly call cues for the rest of the show. So I handed the headset to her so that she could call the cues herself. My job was not as important as hers; still, it was necessary and, if ignored, would certainly have been noticed.

This incident occurred a few weeks before the end of Dietrich’s limited Broadway run, and during this period she and I never spoke to each other. We never spoke to each other again. We communicated with each other, by way of her dresser, but that was all, until closing night when she gave me a pair of gold cufflinks inlaid with precious stones. I still have them but have never used them.

The following theatrical season, Dietrich performed on Broadway again, and asked the producer to hire me again as stage manager. I was busy, however, and said no.

Oct 30, 2012

WTF photo of the day

Can anyone explain this one? Carol Channing, Poly Styrene & Jackie Collins hanging out. Courtesy of If Charlie Parker...

Apr 2, 2010

Friday Ephemera - Paul Newman racing photos

Back in the 70's, and into the early 80's, my father was the editor, and then publisher for the Sports Car Club of America's official magazine, amongst other auto-related activities. We'd spend quite a bit of time hanging out at places like the track in Lime Rock, CT or up in Watkin's Glen, NY, where I saw many of the great Formula 1 drivers of the late 70's drive. I recently came across these great black & white shots of Paul Newman shot by Stan Clinton. It was not unusual for me to inherit things like this over the years as my dad's office always needed to have them on file. Anyway, just in case you didn't know Paul Newman was into racing, here's the proof:











Mar 30, 2010

Lost and Found at the NY Nobody Sings

Be sure to visit the New York Nobody Sings to hear Alec Baldwin's compelling reading of Colson Whitehead's Lost and Found.

"No matter how long you have been here, you are a New Yorker the first time you say, ''That used to be Munsey's'' or ''That used to be the Tic Toc Lounge.'' That before the Internet cafe plugged itself in, you got your shoes resoled in the mom-and-pop operation that used to be there. You are a New Yorker when what was there before is more real and solid than what is here now."

Jul 28, 2009

God bless William Shatner

Unknown beat poet, William Shatner, recites Sarah Palin's farewell speech. Hip to say the least. Thanks to Arthur Magazine for the tip.

Feb 13, 2009

Stuff collected along the way

As I go through the stuff from my photo albums, here's some more stuff from the journey:

For reasons forgotten now, I wrote a letter to Roger Craig, manager of the San Diego Padres at the time. This is what he sent back to me:



Munson, Kingman, Seaver, Kranepool, Roy White, and 3 NY Giants - autographs from various appearances these guys made at car dealerships, store openings, etc:













A Tommy Lasorda business card...this is pretty cool but I can't remember who gave it to me:



A business card from Mario Andretti's personal manager. It folds open to reveal the contact information:



I haven't seen one in many years, but deaf & retarded people in need used to wander the subway systems of NYC and hand these out to folks in hopes of getting a hand out. I always thought sign language was beautiful, not to mention nice & quiet, but I'm glad I never had to use it:

Jan 20, 2009

Robot RIP



The Robot from Lost in Space has died, aged 69. This does not compute. Thanks to the Barman for the story.

Mar 31, 2008

Flat Top

Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a big Elvis fan, but this is a great picture. Via Vintage Photo.

Jan 11, 2008

John Sex - Hustle With My Muscle

More 80's uber-kitsch from the East Village:



Read more about the legendary Sex by clicking here.
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