Every day is opening night.

“So Many People”

Ladies and gents,

In my day, all the great opening night parties were held at Sardi’s, and all the most glamorous people in the world showed up.  Guest lists were eclectic: you’d have Liz and Dick standing next to a head of state whispering something to an artist who had brought along a poet.  I know I’ve shared an anecdote or two (or a hundred) about such evenings over the years, so I’ll spare you a trip back in time to drive the point home.  Just believe me when I tell you that it was always heaven, if heaven involves standing shoulder to shoulder with a room full of drunk theatricals (and I just know it does).

Well Monday night’s opening of Mothers and Sons was a glorious throwback to those days of yore.  (Any event that manages to lure myself, Cindy Adams, and Liz Smith into the same room has to be a great one.)  The guest list ran the gamut from glitterati to theaterati, from litterati to fashionati.  I spotted Ian McKellen, Diane von Furstenberg, Gay Talese, Elizabeth Ashley, gay rights icons Edie Windsor and David Mixner, F. Murray Abraham, Bernadette Peters, Nathan Lane, Chita Rivera, Fran Drescher, Doris Roberts, Victor Garber, Amy Brenneman, Marsha Mason, S. Epatha Merkerson, Bill Irwin, author Tim Federle, Donna Murphy, Joe Mantello, Heather Hitchens, Jack O’Brien, and about two dozen other notables.  Even a trio of decidedly downtown artists, Eric Bogosian, Mike Albo, and Dan Hoyle, schlepped uptown for the affair.  Appropriate to the play’s title, a handful of real life mother-and-son duos turned out, including Daryl Roth and Jordan Roth, Countess LuAnn de Lesseps with her son, Noel, Zoe Caldwell with her Charlie Whitehead, and Marilu Henner with sons Joseph Marlon Lieberman and Nicholas Morgan Lieberman.

At the party (Sardi’s, naturally), the plays stars Tyne Daly, Frederick Weller, and Bobby Steggert  mingled with the sparkly crowd — many of whom were still visibly moved from the play when the cast arrived.  Director Sheryl Kaller held court at a table of loved ones.  Even the youngest member of the company, 8-year old Grayson Taylor, stayed up well past his bedtime to revel in the festivities.  But the night belonged to playwright Terrence McNally.  The evening marked the 20th Broadway production for the great chronicler of contemporary gay history.  He has been getting his work produced on Broadway for a staggering 50 years, and has proven himself relevant as ever with this latest piece, which features the first ever legal married gay couple depicted on the Great White Way.

The party was so packed, that three full floors of the restaurant were stuffed with well-dressed bodies.  It went on into the wee hours, and I stayed until last call.  Though I didn’t touch a drop of booze — so many of those fabulous Sardi’s parties have faded from memory over the years, and was determined to hold onto every moment.

Tidbits from around town…

Overheard Joan Rivers telling Tyne Daly, in the “New York Live” greenroom, “I’m coming to see your play tonight.  Act!  Don’t forget to act!”

Ran into Bridges of Madison County scribe Marsha Norman leaving Fordham University after imparting some wisdom to eager young minds.

Spotted A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder composer Steven Lutvak at JFK with passport in hand.

As always, a toast of something sparkling to you and yours!