Listen, dear reader, and ye shall hear
Of Sullivan sisters with gigs ev’ry year.
We’ve covered them, praised them, with lovely reviews,
They’re back. They’re delightful. But that isn’t news!
So this time in rhyme… Well, I’m trying a poem.
A tribute to those ladies from Oklahome.
There’s Stacy. There’s Heather. And then there’s KT.
With back-to-back club acts in N.Y.C.
This season was yet another occasion
For a Sullivan Family Winter Invasion.
Dad Jim and with him, perhaps brother Tim,
And Mother Elizabeth who sings on a whim.
Last year they all sang with writer Dan Page,
This year the sisters each took to the stage.
The Metropolitan Room chose to select a
Week in the winter to book the trifecta.
They bond and they’re blonde and we’re really quite fond
Of the way they can make cabaret crowds respond.
KT was up first, on Valentine’s Night,
She said, “With old singing friends, I’ll just reunite.
Yes! I know what I’ll do! I’ll simply get a
Grand group together and sing operetta!”
You can bet she was set with ev’ry duet
Singing with friend Eric Michael Gillett.
Craig Rubano was there and sounded so nice and
Steven Brinberg did his impression of Streisand.
They duetted and showed off their very strong blend
The song from Chicago called “My Own Best Friend.”
But she—can it be?—has one absentee,
So poor Eric must sing in Mark Nadler’s key.
The next night was Stacy’s and she seemed so serene,
So wistful and winning with “Somewhere That’s Green.”
She sang so sincerely, devoid of pretence,
And spoke of her friend, the dear late Lew Spence.
With pride deep inside, she sang “Carpet Ride”
Written by Heather who was off to the side.
And Heather, the third night, sang with much soul,
Her own songs and “Piano Man” by Billy Joel,
Plus Tapestry songs (that’s right, Carole King)
She rocked the house and had guests there to sing.
In the zone, with fine tone, Marcus Simeone
Lynn Loosier was great—and Mom sang alone.
Three nights of magic. I think that you’ll
Admire the talent in this gene pool.
You may say they display
My own favorite highlight’s when all sang together,
The three of them: KT and Stacy and Heather
With harmonies floating as light as a feather
Noel Coward’s gem, “Come the Wild, Wild Weather.”
Their fans mobilized. (They’re comprised, I’ve surmised,
Of those who’ve prized music romanticized.)
So, if New York seems sweeter, don’t be surprised,
New York once again has been Sullivanized.
Febraury 14, 15, 16, 2008