Tonight, star of Broadway, Glee, and 30 Rock, Cheyenne Jackson invites you join with him, Steven Reineke, and The New York Pops to snap your fingers and tap your toes to the cool, swinging tunes of the 1950s and ’60s—a time when bossa nova was new, the lounges of Las Vegas were hip, and catchy dance music spun on every hi-fi.
Here, Jackson shares his Carnegie Hall memories.
Every time I'm lucky enough to perform at Carnegie Hall, I savor the same things: the history, and of course, the acoustics of this legendary space. The reputation of the latter really can't be overstated. There are pockets on the stage where you barely have to do anything and you can feel your breath and energy zooming to the back of the upper balcony.
I first sang on the Carnegie Hall stage a couple years ago along with other peers who work in the Broadway community. I remember feeling the usual amount of nerves, but mostly recall feeling a sense of euphoria as I looked out into the house and sang my first note with The New York Pops. It's a moment I shall never forget.
Last year, the ubiquitously talented Michael Feinstein asked me to reprise our show that we performed at his club and a few places around the country—but this time at Carnegie Hall. I said I had to think about it. Just kidding. I screamed, "YES!" It was a fantastic evening and the sense of history and grandeur one feels while being up on that stage is nearly indescribable.
My first solo show at Carnegie Hall with The New York Pops is approaching and all I can think is this: How did a guy from a town of 1,200 people in the Northwest end up headlining at a venue that has seen the likes of Sinatra and Garland?
I practiced. A lot. Guess what they say is true ...
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