Posted on March 25, 2009 at 8:04 am
Oh yes, people, it’s time for the Annual Spring Hysteria at Birdland, and I hope you’ll be coming! You’ve got five nights to choose from next week, and they’ll all be packed with the usual brand of ludicrously enthusiastic caterwauling that Jim Caruso calls “entertainment.”
From March 31 – April 4, we’ll be raising a ruckus at the House That Jazz Built Back When Jazz Could Still Build Things. On Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday nights, my guest singer will be the luminous Lauren Kennedy, who’ll be singing from The Last Five Years, Honeymoon In Vegas, and her album Songs of Jason Robert Brown. On Thursday and Friday nights, Lauren is making the dangerous choice of letting Shoshana Bean take her place; Sho and I have been doing concerts together in Los Angeles and she’s gonna ROCK YOUR FACE OFF. (I literally couldn’t type that without laughing. I’m so not hip.)
And at all of the shows, the fantastic Kate Pazakis will be joining us, premiering a song I wrote for her debut album coming out later this spring!
So come out and see me and the girls and the Always Lamentably Underpaid Caucasian Rhythm Kings as we destroy the piano and the sound system at a legendary jazz club in midtown. It’s the least you can do since you didn’t make it to 13.
All shows are at 7 pm at BIRDLAND, 315 W. 44th St. (between 8th and 9th Avenues) in Manhattan. Call 212-581-3080 for reservations and information.
And hey, while you’re hanging around the club, you can come see my Envy-Inducing Wife, GEORGIA STITT, who’s performing with an awesomely talented ensemble of singers on Monday, March 30 at 9 pm. And if you stick around after my shows, JESSICA MOLASKEY and JOHN PIZZARELLI will be following me and trying to class up the joint. (I may stick around and join them for a number, even!)
Lots of other excitement going on in the Land Of JRB, but right now it’s all about Birdland, so call and get your tickets so I don’t have to look at your hangdog faces glaring through the window because the show sold out and you couldn’t get in. Which, incidentally, ALWAYS HAPPENS. Rock your faces off!
See you next week!
Jason Robert Brown