Dateline: New York, December 2016
As I’m taking a bite of the big apple, I can’t forget to see a Broadway show. Of course the best fit for a dark soul like myself is the sultry and devious musical, Chicago.
Never heard of it?
Murder, murderesses, jail bars, fishnets, black corsets, jazz and sultry dance numbers. It’s delicious.
I was with my sister and we happen to snag amazing seats withing 8 rows of the stage. The theater was large, yet still intimate, compared to some of the massive theaters here in New York.
There were old-fashion concessionaires trying to sell us house wine in a plastic sippy cups and overpriced candy before the show started. It was amusing watching grown men and women drinking their wine from a straw. Okay, that’s all a little off topic, but it was funny enough to be worth a mention.
Chicago story-line goes something like this:
Set in the legendary city during the roaring “jazz hot” 20s, Chicago tells the story of two rival vaudevillian murderesses locked up in Cook County Jail. Nightclub star Velma’s serving time for killing her husband and sister after finding the two in bed together. Driven chorus girl Roxie’s been tossed in the joint for bumping off the lover she’s been cheating on her husband with. All the murderesses in Mama Morton’s prison claim…”I didn’t do it!”
Not one to rest on her laurels, Velma enlists the help of prison matron Mama Morton and slickster lawyer Billy Flynn, who turn Velma’s incarceration into a murder-of-the-week media frenzy, thus preparing the world for a splashy showbiz comeback. But Roxie’s got some of her own tricks up her sleeve…
Lights go out. The red velvet curtain goes up. Show Time.