Tonight (Monday) I went to the Jeff Awards. For those not familiar, they’re kind of like Chicago’s version of the Tony’s. Two actors from Red Scare, Maribeth and Antoine, and the director, Mick, were nominated for Jeffs, so the whole cast got to go. We arrived to a lobby packed with theatre people, which is as annoying as it sounds. One of the first people I saw, however, was Ana Gasteyer, which was kind of cool. Later I saw her again in the bathroom. She’s doing “Wicked” and was nominated, but lost. Similarly, we were shut out of every category, which was disappointing, but by the time it got to our categories I wasn’t surprised our folks didn’t win. It’s a very clique-y group of musical theatre folks who I’m guessing don’t really know what to do with Second City, so they lump us in the “revue” category even though we have nothing in common with the shows we’re up against. No one else writes and performs their own shows. But what can you do.
There were tons of inside jokes about various productions and several speeches worthy of a hidden chuckle. For instance “I moved to Chicago five years ago and was a cardboard box salesman, but I longed to do theatre.” You can’t make that stuff up.
It was a good experience and I’m grateful I got to go, but I can’t say that I’m itching to go back. Frankly, I think it would be a good thing if Second City weren’t included in the Jeffs, since it seems kind of contradictory to ensemble work to single people out for awards. Right?
I called it an early night because I have some writing to do and we’re adding an hour to our rehearsals starting tomorrow. So it’s time to hit the books.