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My Uncle's House Burned Down When I Was 6 Years Old. We Got Out Safely. But Ever Since, I've Had A Nightmare Of Dying In A Fire.

I Started As A Ventriloquist, A Very Bad Ventriloquist. And People Saw My Lips Moving And It Was Ridiculous, So Finally I Decided I'd Better Change My Occupation.

No Self-respecting Gay Guy Would Have Ever Made Some Of The Hair And Clothing Choices I Am Still Trying To Live Down.

There Was A Guy Named Ed Mishell. He Was This Grandfatherly Guy Who Did All The Illustrations For The Catalogs And Reviewed Magic Effects For The Magic Magazines, So All Of The Magic Dealers Would Send Him Magic Effects For Free-it Was A Great Deal. His Basement Was Full Of This Stuff. He Took Me Under His Wing, And He Would Sneak Me Into The Society Of American Magicians Meetings In New York. It's The World's Oldest Magic Organization.

If You Ever Saw All That Jazz [1979], Bob Fosse Was Kind Of Raised Dancing In Strip Joints And The Whole Era Of Burlesque, And That Form Ran His Visual Aesthetic, The Pacing And Rhythm Of What He Did.