My Black and White New Year

1987 into 1988 I had just returned from a grueling six-month tour of Andrew Lloyd Weber's Song and Dance. I was, effectively Song as I occupied the stage alone for the entire first act. I'd never learned so much, never worked so hard and never dug so deep, emotionally and spiritually, to stay strong and sane. I was performing eight shows a week and, as the sole star of the musical, I had to do press on every day off in a new city. I also had my nine-month-old son, Nathan, with me, along with his [...]