With Sondheim’s Passion opening in Melbourne next week, Coral Drouyn talks to the very special John O’May.
Some memories of moments in the theatre stay indelibly printed on the walls of our minds forever. For me, one such memory goes back forty years. A stunningly handsome young man immaculately dressed in a 1920s dinner suit and patent dress shoes, his blonde hair slicked down in twenties style, sat cross legged in a tall wicker peacock chair, lit by a spot, and sang in beautiful lyrical tones
Gone is the romance that was so divine