I have listened to the A Chorus Line CD for years and the LP before that . In "I felt nothing" , Diana Morales sings about her teacher Mr. Karp. Does anyone know anything about who he is ?? I know there was an off broadway show about the Ed Kleban who wrote the lyrics. Does anyone know how he chose Mr. Karp as the name of the teacher and who Mr Karp was.?
I hope that MargoChanning or Michael Bennett might have some good responses to this question Its something that has interested me for many years
Good to know! I just performed "Nothing" last night in front of 200 ballet dancers! My favorite song in the show... and now there's a supposed backstory to add to it!
I would imagine there is a backstory to just about every song in ACL.
That is what makes it all so interesting and compelling - you believe that someone has actually gone through what is being presented on stage before you.
Salve, Regina, Mater misericordiae
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra
Salve, Salve Regina
Ad te clamamus exsules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
O clemens O pia
There was a fantastic song in (I think) UPSTAIRS AT O'NEILL'S called "Something" in which Mr. Karp is in heaven, giving his side of the story. Truly hilarious.
"Me flunk English? That's unpossible!" - Ralph Wiggum
Very great info and discussion Thank you for sharing
"TO LOVE ANOTHER PERSON IS TO SEE THE FACE OF GOD"- LES MISERABLES---
"THERE'S A SPECIAL KIND OF PEOPLE KNOWN AS SHOW PEOPLE... WE'RE BORN EVERY NIGHT AT HALF HOUR CALL!"--- CURTAINS
Here is some more info (from the NY Times archives) on the 1982 show hertilson mentions; people still sing this song around town:
"In the Broadway hit 'A Chorus Line,' a young woman named Morales denounces her drama teacher at the High School of Performing Arts, Mr. Karp, for making her feel like 'Nothing!' because she wouldn't do the assigned improvisation and pretend she was a bobsled.
In a cabaret at 147 West 43d Street these nights, a young man named Douglas Bernstein is bringing down the house with 'Something: the World According to Karp,' the drama teacher's point of view on his former pupil.
Having succumbed to a combination of ill health and aggravation from the likes of Miss Morales, Mr. Karp looks down from heaven with dyspeptic rage as Morales defames his memory with her complaints.
'Every kid was alert and involved - except Morales,' he recalls, fuming. She just sat there like a lump I said, do something! Please, just do something! If you would try it, you'd really do it well You're probably nervous Do you speak English? You've got lots of real potential, I can tell.*
When Morales protests, 'They don't have bobsleds in San Juan,' Mr. Karp snaps, 'Don't give me this ethnic guilt trip - Gonzalez was a great bobsled!'