#jelly's last jam

[owlpuddle]

I watched Jelly's Last Jam today. Incredible. What did we do to deserve Gregory Hines and Savion Glover on stage together.

[droughtofapathy]

"Welcome to the Theatre": Diary of a Broadway Baby

Encores! Jelly's Last Jam

February 24, 2024 | NYCC | Encores! Series | Evening | Musical | Concert | 2H 30M

Encores! slated its first two shows early this year, with the last one in June, so I don't know what that's about. But this was far more enjoyable than Once Upon a Mattress. A complex and off-putting protagonist makes a compelling figure in this dance-heavy concert presentation of the 1992 Broadway musical. The women of this show are all breathtaking with powerhouse voices. Leslie Uggams has one big number and that 80-year-old broad brought the house down all without taking a step. Joaquina Kalukongo was excellent, of course. But my greatest love goes to the Hunnies, Stephanie Pope, Mamie Duncan-Gibbs and Allison M. Williams, the original Hunnies in that 1992 production, back in their roles after 32 years, and more gorgeous than ever. Living proof that 60-something women are sexy, flexible, and bursting with talent.

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[boricuacherry-blog]

I saw Jelly's Last Jam starring Gregory Hines when I was ten years old and it changed my life.

-Mya

[thrashntreasure]

Ep31 Putting the TONYA in TONY Award w/ Tonya Pinkins! (Broadway!)

Speed, Camera, Rolling! This week, AW and his EXTRA-special guest co-host, Aria Jackson, are joined by Tony Award winning actress, Tonya Pinkins, to chat about Jelly's Last Jam, Iggy Pop's Raw Power, Tonya's directorial-debut, Red Pill, plus a whole lot more! twitter.com/tonyapinkins -- twitter.com/redpillmovie2020 -- and check out Aria's work at www.ariajackson.net!

[rafaelsilvasource]

RAFAEL SILVA attends a performance of Jelly's Last Jam at Pasadena Playhouse with other 911: Lone Star cast members - June 8, 2024

[shiftythrifting]

Some CDs that sound like they belong in a sitcom as a joke and.... a framed, captioned picture of Pope John Paul II.

[farts-of-the-brainmind-complex]

some of my favorite jellycats

and heres a song for them to listen to while theyre here :)

[magebastard]

ive rlly grown into my “angry drama teacher who wants everyone to succeed and chase their dreams but cannot stop shit talking theatre and broadway as an industry” phase

[garlic-and-cloves]

I'm making lilac jelly! And lilac sugar, and syrup, and possibly some other things because, well, I took a gigantic bowl of flowers and it's not even noticeable when you look at the tree.

[shotbyafool]

once again logging on to say GO TO THE ENCORES PRODUCTION OF JELLY’S LAST JAM AT NEW YORK CITY CENTER.

[himblebo]

Also on the subject of bio musicals… jelly’s last jam is honestly the gold standard for me because it acknowledges the impact of his work as a musician while deconstructing the harm he caused as a man. It’s not just “this was his life and music” it uses his life as a framing narrative that facilitates questions of loyalty/betrayal/identity/entitlement/worth. It doesn’t glorify his legacy it examines and engages with it in a way that holds up really well. And maybe I’m just obsessing over it because I recently did a two day training on dialogic interpretation but like. The Chimney Man as a character asks the audience the kind of critical questions that we ask our interpreters at the museum as we actively work on how to better examine our own famous/problematic guy. The kind of role that that character fulfills could so easily have been developed as just a narrator but George C Wolfe made a conscious decision to make it the role of an active interlocutor. Which also ties into the history of minstrelsy and vaudeville. Which is directly tied to the history not only of the period in which the show is set but also the history of black music and dance and theatre in America. It’s so layered and intentional and it’s one of those things where I’m like why did we never talk about THIS in any of my theatre history or critical theatre courses in undergrad. We talked about so many examples of theatre as social commentary or theatre as history or theatre as education and this example was right there and a part of RECENT and ACCESSIBLE theatrical history. But it never once came up.

[despite-everything]

okay so the rice wasnt holding shape as much as i wanted it to but was still cooked enough so i decided to make a mix instead of musubi. didnt really make fried rice per se... i didnt fry any of the rice but i did mix spam with rice, eggs, peas, and seaweed. could've used some carrots and green onions but i legit dont have any right now

[theawkwardvirgin]

Me, watching The Last of Us: ....that’s a CGI baby

Me: that has to be a CGI baby. It’s too small and newborn to NOT be a CGI baby

Me: it’s nice that CGI is advanced enough that we can have newborn looking babies without having to, you know, put actual newborns through this stuff

Article: Twin 12 Day Old Babies Played-

Me:

Article: Actress said, “the performances by these babies were incredible”

Me:

Article: The Last of Us marks the first acting credits in their (very) young lives

Me:

Me: *screams*

[rigels-nigels]

can we stop with the Less/Half/No sugar in fruit preserves I'm begging

I would like to have my jams and jellies and nuch last more than 1-4 weeks in the fridge before going bad please and thank you

[news4usonline]

The tragedy and triumph of 'Jelly’s Last Jam’

PASADENA, Calif. – Jelly’s Last Jam” is a stage musical you must see. The music is fast. The sensual backdrop of the one-time Broadway darling is furious and sometimes feels like a melting pot of unsatisfied desires. It has it all.  Ambition. Sex. Ego. Friendship. Betrayal. Tragedy and redemption. Yep. All of it. And yet, “Jelly’s Last Jam” feels like it runs out of time trying to tell the…

[foolinafable]

family matters

Five Hargreeves x Fem!Reader Synopsis: You and Five return after seven years away in a different timeline- but you don’t return alone Word Count: 1.8k Tags: Fluff, No Lila and Five, Pregnancy, Children, Season 4 fix it (kinda) Note: Got so much love on the last one I wrote this! Try to ignore spelling mistakes it's currently 3am.

Stuck with only your irritable CIA colleague Five Hargreeves was anything but a good time. You both got lost at the godforsaken subway station he mistakenly teleported you both to. Travelling for a year by his side certainly mellowed you out. His personality slowly making you feel comforted as you both explored multiple timelines together trying to find your way home.

Surprisingly, the idea he possessed powers was the easiest thing for you to come to terms with, probably due to your job at the CIA making it seem plausible to you that the government does hide a lot- they’re even hiding the whole science of separate timelines.  After around a year of trying and failing to find your way home, you and Five decided to ease off the vigorous schedule you unwittingly created, finding a timeline safe enough to stay in for a while allowing you both to rest and brainstorm ideas of how you could both find a way home to your families. 

You both made a mistake. Falling to know how long a while would be you find yourselves still in the timeline you chose as your ‘temporary’ home six years later. Finding each other a lot less frustrating than at the start of this. You suppose that’s an understatement as you watched Five play with your child, a girl who possessed brown hair and green eyes not too dissimilar to her father’s. It almost wasn’t fair how much her features favoured his. But, seeing his beauty reflected upon her features could never be something you would complain about. 

“Maybe if we get lucky the next one will resemble you more,” you remember his words from a few days earlier when you started to show a hand placed under your abdomen smiling as if this was the greatest gift he could ever receive. But you don’t think it would matter if this one ended up looking like their older sibling and their father. If anything you would prefer it- not that you would ever admit it.

Picking another fresh strawberry from the greenhouse of the abandoned home you now called your own. You placed it into the basket plans to make jam and jelly already filling your mind when you felt yourself begin to flush from the sweltering heat of the sun beating down upon the glass. Your skin heating up to a point of large discomfort, sweat beginning to gather at your temples. You sighed knowing that you couldn't continue to harvest anything else unless you wanted to face Five’s rath over you overheating again. 

“Mom!” Maxine ran towards you eagerly hands encircling your legs as she got close enough for a welcoming hug. She quickly looked up towards you big green eyes staring at you prettily 

“Hiya munchkin” You stroked the top of her hair as she smiled up at you with glee

“What doing?” the three-year-old questioned head titling as she waited for your response 

“Strawberries” was all you replied grabbing the basket to show her 

“Have one?” she asked pointing at the basket, batting her eyes to try to sway your decision. You simply plucked one out of the basket and gave it to her relishing in the delighted smile she sent your way before biting into the sweet fruit. You smiled at her before looking up to meet the other pair of green eyes that had made their way into the greenhouse. Five watched the interaction of his favourite girls softly only moving closer once you looked at him.

“Everything alright mumma?” he questioned noticing your flustered expression from the moment he and Maxine stepped foot in the conservatory

“A bit hot” you admitted with a shrug of your shoulders as he drew closer, trapping Maxine in between the two of you as the back of his hand touched your forehead he hummed in agreement with your words

“Let’s get you inside the house, don’t need you getting heatstroke” You forced down the urge to roll your eyes at his dramatics and simply nodded in agreement

“Some cold water and a sit down would be nice.”

He grabbed one of your hands and Maxine’s with the other leading you both back towards the house. After placing the basket of strawberries in the kitchen you quickly sat down on the couch feeling a slight ache in your feet while Five grabbed you a glass of water with more icecubes than you could even count, you smiled in thanks as he passed it to you while Maxine sat next to you, a small children book in hands that she was determined to read to you and her younger sibling as she wanted them to be just as smart as her. 

You could hear Five pattering around the house, tidying up before you could even think about it. Maxine had quickly given up on trying to read, getting bored after two pages and was instead sitting playing with some wooden blocks by your feet. You furrowed your eyebrows when you couldn’t hear Five moving around anymore a stark silence surrounding you now.

“Everything alright?” you shouted trying to figure out where he had gotten to, heart fluttering when there was no reply. Setting your glass down on the table in front of you as you rose from your rather comfortable spot on the couch, you walked into the other room where your lover was his body was stick straight, eyes not daring to leave the notebook in his hand. “What?” you questioned softly walking towards him, eyeing the words on the book as you got close enough.

“This” he began astounded “Is our way home, it’s written by me but I didn’t write this. Another me did.” you simply nodded before smiling  

“Looks like we’re going home.”

── ✧

You and Five found yourselves outside of what he assured you was his brother Diego’s house. Maxine who was resting her head on his shoulder, legs wrapped around his middle looked astounded by the snow while nerves filled you- the last time you saw any of his family was when you were put on the case that got you lost in the timelines to begin with and even then you barely saw his brothers and sister-in-law as they were quickly taken to hq for a show round to get them out of the way. You didn’t even want to think how you would explain this to them let alone to your own family but you guess this is the easier of the two as they all had powers and also been to multiple different timelines. Five set Maxine down next to you as he rapped on the door you quickly grabbed her hand before she could run off into the snow when the door opened 

“You back!” the man, Diego you assumed, smiled as he looked at Five 

“I am” he stared at his brother almost in shock that he had seen him for the first time for him in seven years

“Good” the man confirmed “We were all starting to get worried.” his eyes then turned towards you and the brunette-haired little girl who was trying to hide behind you “And you are?” he questioned and you quickly gave him your name his eyes sparking in recognition for some reason as he crouched to the ground to greet your daughter “And who is this little princess?” he asked quietly as Maxine started at him 

“This is Maxine” is all you said feeling Five’s eyes on you knowing he wanted to wait until you got inside to drop the bomb you could see Diego begin to connect the dots as he introduced himself to you but he was clearly confused because he would know if Five had a child in the last three years in this timeline at least.

“I will explain everything once we get inside- can’t let the missus get cold” is all he said to Diego as the man allowed you into his home. 

He quickly led you to the living room where to sat on the sofa, Maxine being picked up by Five and placed on his lap when she tried to climb onto yours, you turned towards him to complain but quickly stopped when you met his glower instead choosing to put a comforting hand on your tummy a habit you kept from your first pregnancy. Diego called for his wife Lila to come to sit with him when the door opened revealing more of Five’s family he whispered their names to you as they walked in all choosing to sit down when Diego told them that Five was going to explain where he’s been and why his colleague, a word you hadn’t been referred to as in a long time, was here. With most of his family here excluding Ben and Viktor, he cleared his throat to get their attention

“As you all know the marigold has made our powers a little different to what we are used to” They all made sounds of agreement “My blinking takes only to a tube station where each stop is a new timeline and we” gesturing to you “got stuck, unable to find our way back until now. We were away for seven years but for you has only been a few hours” he took their silence as a sign to continue “This is my wife” he spoke your name “And our daughter Maxine.” you sat in silence for a moment.

“Wait! This is the colleague he was always telling us about?” Luther asked excitedly you turned to the larger man confused when Klaus and Allison quickly agreed with him

“I thought he was joking when he said there was a cute girl who he worked cases with” Claire, Alison’s daughter, announced making her mother and uncles laugh

“I can’t believe you have a child” Lila spoke eyes wide

“Well he is going to have another one in a couple of months,” you told the already shocked woman who quickly smiled at the revelation while the others called out congratulations to their brother 

“How far along are you?” Allison asked as she came up to you silently questioning if she could touch the small bump you simply nodded “We think around thirteen weeks” looking to Five who simply nodded

“She only started showing a few days ago”

“I can’t believe it” Luther called out while pulling funny faces making Maxine laugh as she got a little less shy around her family.

You smiled as you watched Maxine get up and walk towards Lilas’ children playing with them as Five’s hand found its way to yours stroking your knuckles. You never thought you could ever get home let alone come back home happier than you had left it. You suppose a thanks was due to your rather irritable husband and his wacky powers.