When I lost the lottery for the first preview of the Broadway revival of Hair, Jim Rado was standing nearby. Seeing my disappointment, he offered me the opportunity to to watch the show with him in a box seat. Although it was our only interaction, I will never forget his kindness
Nor will I forget the excitement radiating off of him as we watched a new generation bringing a new production of Hair to life. For one glorious evening I sat in awe of this generous hippie who had actually succeeded in bringing the music of his time to Broadway in its golden age
And forever changed the art form that had defined my life. I will always remember the power his artistry but also the impact of the generosity he showed me (a youthful stranger) by giving me one of my greatest theatergoing experiences ever. May he forever twinkle above us ✨️
I'm thinking a lot about that 18 year old who encountered Jim Rado on 45th Street, who was deciding whether he could make it in the arts without a bachelor's degree, who had just met @jenashtep & @MrJoeIconis and started building his tribe. Jim Rado affirmed me and made Broadway