Gregg Marx has opened his new show, GREGG MARX,
Wet Night . . . Dry Martini Love: Shakin . . .
Stirred . . . & on the Rocks at Feinsteins Cinegrill at the
Roosevelt Hotel, and if opening day is any barometer, the next few Mondays will be a
smash. Or as much of a smash as one can
have in an intimate theatre, anyway.
is a natural. There is a relaxed intimacy
about him, a quiet strength, an engaging personality, and when you join all of the above
to a soothing rich baritone voice you get the exact ingredients that the folks at American
Idol and Star Search were looking for . . . only better.
That Gregg sings about love, gives the show a little edge, since everyone
loves love, and by selecting composers like Hart, Sondheim, Gershwin, Arlen and other
biggies, Marx really stacks the deck in his favor, since his voice is tailor made for the
genre. Gregg is no teen idol, having been in
show biz over twenty years and worked in soaps a few of those years garnering an Emmy for
his efforts. Again, this stacks in his favor,
for when Gregg sings about love lost or lustful, he has a lot more experience going
for him than a teen for whom expressions of love equate a thrust of the pelvis.
Then theres the name Marx. Not a bad pedigree in show business, where the
Marx brothers invented techniques and routines now commonplace to every aspiring comic. Greggs grandfather was Gummo, more the
business type, but the show business DNA had its trickle down effect resulting in a show
filled with songs, laughter, some very downright hoots by Gregg.
On opening night, we enjoyed a truly
unique treat when Bill Marx, (son of Harpo), who plays piano like he was born with twelve
fingers with a touch nothing short of heavenly, sat in with Gregg for a song. When the Marx cousins did My Romance
it was the kind of moment that transcends all words and the only thing to do is drink in
the experience and be glad you were there when it happened.
Anyone who wants to feel the sounds of
love should bring his/her significant other for a significant evening of song. Few singers have the magic in the voice that Gregg
brings, and even fewer can reach through to your heart and play the love strings like a
harp. The musical platter is full and rich,
and everyone gets a little something they like.
Theres a little rock, a little
pop, a little shock and a whole lot of gusto in every song, with a top-notch band that
includes Tom Griep, Music director and pianist, Tim Emmons on Bass, and Jack LeCompte on
So what are you doing next Monday night? The second most romantic thing you can do is
to sit with Gregg Marx and listen to his songs of love at Feinsteins. After the show, youll be in just the right
frame of mind to enjoy the number one romantic activity . . .
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