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Sewers of Paris: Royalties and a Husband (Ep 478 - Let my People Come/Eric Marcus of Making Gay History)
🕑 Added 2024-07-25 16:00:48 +0000 UTC
You may have seen that this week’s bonus video is about a bizarre Broadway-ish show called Let My People Come. It’s a musical so strange I couldn’t believe it was real the first time I heard of it — which happened right here on this podcast several years ago. For this week’s episode of the Sewers of Paris podcast, we’re revisiting my 2017 conversation with Eric Marcus. He’s a writer, journalist, and creator of the Making Gay History podcast, and when we last spoke he opened my eyes to a truly incredible piece of showbiz history.
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Carl Baldasso
Very interesting interview, Matt. I'll have to check out Eric's podcast. I loved his book with Louganis. One other suggestion I would make as far as shows that speak especially well to LGBTQ audiences would be William Finn and James Lapine's musical FALSETTOS, which is the combination of two one act musicals that were titled MARCH OF THJE FALSETTOS and FALSETTOLAND. Funny, tuneful, smart, caustic, romantic, hopeful and heartbreaking, all rolled into 2 extraordinary acts. Not to be missed... You can watch the most recent (2016) Broadway staging of it - starring Christian Borle, Stephanie J. Block, Andrew Rannells, Brandon Uranowitz and others - on YouTube, here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEBaGFNrvbQ
Jim
Fascinating! I have mixed feelings about Father Mullen acting as a facilitator. He seemed a little reckless. My husband, who is 84 now, was sent to the seminary to become a Priest after High School. Evidently, many good Catholic families sent/gave their suspected queer kids to the church. Problem solved! It wasn’t overt, but it happened. In the seminary, my husband was kind of mentored by a nice Priest who taught him how to walk, not cross his legs, and how to present. This priest also let him have some quiet walks with his special friend. And, special friends were not supposed to be allowed. After three years in a place where my loquacious husband couldn’t talk for most of the day, he realized he couldn’t take the vow of chastity and was sent home on a train from Missouri to Union Station in Los Angeles to his disappointed family. Poor baby! Oh, and West Side Story, the 1961 film, will always be my favorite musical. My parents took me to see it when it came our local theater at the time.
