Skip to comments.A New Generation of Friars Cooks Up More Than Just Roasts
Posted on 05/12/2012 10:51:39 AM PDT by nickcarraway
Entering the East 55th Street headquarters of the Friars Club so instantly divorces visitors from the world outside that the club's house historian, Barry Dougherty, uses science fiction to describe the effect.
"Did you ever see the movie 'The Time Machine,' with Rod Taylor?" Mr. Dougherty said recently. "He's sitting in this contraption that's like a bullet train through time. Trees are growing, trees are dying, buildings are growing... That's what it's like here. Skyscrapers have gone up next to us, buildings have been knocked down across the street from us, and yet here we sit."
Over more than a century of existence, the Friars Club has become synonymous with the kind of Borscht-Belt and Rat-Pack-era bonhomie typified by its famous celebrity roasts. But the roasts (including next week's testimonial to Betty White) are only the most well-known in a calendar of charity activities and in-house amusements that the club provides to an ever-evolving membership.
On a recent Tuesday evening, the Friars played host to an event that seemed to bridge the generations with several time machines. Beneath a tapestry in the Milton Berle room, the cape-clad R&B artist T. Valentine sang his cult single of 1985, "Hello Lucille Are You a Lesbian?," backed by Daddy Long Legs, an energetic Brooklyn-based trio whose cumulative age fell well short of Mr. Valentine's 80 years. Earlier, Mr. Valentineassisted by a cast including artist Joe Coleman, author Nick Tosches, musician Mick Collins and two unidentified women in black hot pantshad revived "The Vampire," the theatrical tribute to Bram Stoker's "Dracula" from the singer's 1950s juke-joint heyday.
Meanwhile, the beverage needs of an audience ranging from collegians to the septuagenarian filmmaker and musician Melvin Van Peebles had the staff at the bar in the Lucille Ball Room reeling. "No, the other, other one," a
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Oh my, that oughta be a HOOT!
Given White's reputation for tossing the filthiest language around, Gilbert Gottfried should have saved The Aristocrats for her roast.
If you don't understand it, Gentle Reader, leave it be.
Betty white has come out for Obama. I still like her in the Mary Tyler Moore show.
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