So, I totally lied when I wrote that I was going back to blogging for good last time. I didn’t intend to lie, it just ended up being a lie. Please forgive me. This time however, it is my full intention to be back, and better than ever. It’s funny, a few years ago when I started getting into this blogging thing, then the podcasting thing, I was the tech guru in the family. Then my mother went along and started Craftcast.com, a Podcast dedicated to all things crafty and artsy. What started as a little side project has now turned into one of the top arts-related indie podcasts. As I let go of my podcast, Green Room Radio, my mother’s has become a full time job. Watching her starting to post video and pictures, along with podcasts, made me want to jump back into the virtual world again, and so I am here. As with any new post in a long time, I have to catch you up on some things.
So I moved here to Las Vegas, back in March, to be part of Jersey Boys at the Palazzo Hotel & Casino. After being on the road for over a year with the show, the idea of sitting down for a while was a great thought. The first few weeks were very bizarre for me. First off…who were all these people? What happened to Deven, and Chris and all the rest of the people that I gotten used to? Here I was, saying the same lines, singing the same music, wearing the same clothes, yet when I looked to my left or right, different bodies were filling old clothes. It was strange. After I got over the initial shock of it all, it was great to get to know this new cast and how brilliant they all were, and are, in the show. Very little of the show here in Vegas is different from the show elsewhere. We have not done the usual Vegas-ized version by cutting it down to 90 minutes. We have cut a few lines here and there, and shortened the intermission, and that’s it. The show is still Jersey Boys.
Once we got out of the very small rehearsal room in downtown Vegas, we headed over to our brand new Jersey Boys Theater at the Palazzo. While the dust was certainly still settling, it was gorgeous. Our new home was a beautiful 1,800 seat house, built just for the show’s specifications. Everything from the lobby to the dressing rooms were stunning. We went through the tech process (the 5th one for me in total), and then it was time to start performing. We had a month of previews, starting on April 4th, before we opened officially. I’ll never forget that first performance. All the Jersey Boys fanatics were out in full force, and from the moment the pre-show announcement started, you could tell this was a crowd hungry for the show. I walked out on stage, and it felt like years since I had done the show, yet somehow, at the same time, it felt like just another day at the office. It was great to be back in Gaudio’s technicolor shirt.
That first month of previews was such a learning experience for all of us. We all learned what Vegas audiences were like and how different they were from cities across the country. It was truly an international crowd. Jokes that were gaurenteed to land every night on Broadway would sometimes just not land, and sometimes they would. Other jokes that had never gotten a response were all of a sudden show stoppers. It was very odd, but great to learn. The real Gaudio was here for that entire first month, living upstairs at the Palazzo. Due to his close proximity, he and I got to spend a good amount of time together which was fun. We are similar in so many ways, except for the money thing. He has more than I do. I’m just guessing.
While this was an exciting time for everyone, our minds were also consumed with the health of our dear friend, John Altieri. John had started the tour of Jersey Boys with me, back in October of 2006. We were friends on the road (I don’t think anyone could ever not get along with John), but grew very close in December of last year, on our final stop of the tour. John and I were both joining the Vegas cast, but taking 3 months off first. In that final month, in Seattle, John and I shared a dressing room together, and bonded over our love of Christmas albums. I was excited to have a great friend come with me to Vegas. When we left for Vegas, on March 17th, John was not feeling well. He had come down with what he thought was a flu. He was eventually diagnosed with Bronchitis, and put on antibiotics. He made it to a few rehearsals, when he felt well enough to get out of bed, and was able to make it to one day of tech, on a day when he felt a lot better. That night, after his one day on stage, he checked into the hospital, as his body had crashed again. He was diagnosed with pneumonia. He remained in the hospital, and all of us remained in constant contact with him. On the phone, he sounded great, like normal John. He often said “I’m just trying to figure out when they will let me out of here.” I cat-sitted for him, at his apartment, just a few steps away from mine. I couldn’t wait for him to get back to the show, and give the performance that so many people had enjoyed over the past year.
That never happened, however. I was given information just a few days before our opening that John had gotten very, very sick in the hospital and it didn’t quite look as though he was going to make it. When I read that email, I thought it was a joke. I knew he wasn’t well, but, John Altieri…was dying? It wasn’t something that my brain could understand. Within hours of getting the information, the Jersey Boys family came together like none other. Everyone who had known John, especially his family in the “Sherry” tour of Jersey Boys, were on the phone with one another trying to find out information, flying to Las Vegas to be by his side, or praying for his health. Our final few previews in Las Vegas, while exciting, were bittersweet. Our dear friend was dying, and there was nothing we could do but go on with the show. On with the show we did, and in true John Altieri form, he made sure everyone had a good time. John died in the early hours of May 4th, 2008, the day after our opening night. It was so like John to let us party first. It was utterly surreal. Within 24 hours, I was on stage, with Frankie Valli, then attending the greatest opening night party in the history of theater, then mourning the loss of a dear friend and fellow cast member. John should have been at that party with us.
I’ll never forget getting the call from Nate Klau that Johnny had passed. It was one of those moments that will replay over and over again in my mind. It wasn’t until his memorial in Los Angeles, a month later, that I really got to let out all the emotions I had about John. Until then, I still had to do the show every night and act like all was fine. Thankfully, the brilliant John Salvatore stepped in to the role, and did so beautifully. His performance, while all his own, also borrows, in tribute, some of Altieri’s iconic “isms.” He does such a wonderful job of making the role his own, honoring John Altieri, and making the audience die of laughter all at the same time. If anyone had to take over for John, it’s, well, John.
John’s passing was only one part of a very difficult summer for me. Many things happened over the course of this past summer that I wish had gone differently, but it was an amazing learning experience, and I have come out of it on top. It’s funny, that through all the high’s and lows of the past 2 years (94% high, btw), the one thing that has always been there is Jersey Boys. The same thrill that audience members get from watching it, I get performing in it. Every night the show has been my escape, and it’s the thing that has helped me stay grounded, even at times when it felt like I was anything but.
I’m looking forward to this fall. It will mark 2 years since my first rehearsal on October 23rd, and believe me, the nostalgia has already kicked in. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about San Francisco, and the magic that lives in that city for me. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of all the people I’ve met because of this show and the places it has brought me physically and emotionally. As much as I try to live in the moment, I think about these things every day. It’s been amazing. This fall will also mark the launch of something I have been wanting to do for a long time.
The crap that I went through this summer brought out a lot of creative energy, an energy that I hadn’t had in a while. One night, I sat down at the piano in my apartment and started to write music. It was something I hadn’t done in 3 years. WIthin a week, I had 15 songs written. It sparked my brain, which has not stopped moving since. I’m writing this blog on my brand new computer, part of the recording studio that I have just installed in my apartment. So the big news is, next month I start work on 2 projects. The first is something that I haven’t done in a while, which is a live concert. I’ve done it in New York many times, but this fall will bring the premiere of “Erich Bergen…Live In Las Vegas.” (I’m working on a better title.) My second big project is my debut album. WOOOH!
Currently titled “Based On A True Story,” the album will hopefully see a release by the end of the year, at least digitally. If we can’t get the album out by the end of the year, we will at least get some tracks on iTunes, just as a tease. I’m working with a great team out here in Vegas, including some legendary music makers. I will of course have more info in the coming weeks.
Sorry if I scared any of you with writing about the crap I was going through this summer. I am fine. Really. Honestly. I’m really great right now. We all have to go through crap to see the light. I’ve seen the light, and now I’m standing in it. You’ll be hearing from me real soon. I promise. For reals this time.