What could produce more music, magic, and mayhem than a Broadway show? Sam Harris’ book of anecdotes about growing up gay, fabulous, and talented is funny, heartfelt, and self-deprecating. There are insights into well-known superstars, the ups and downs of alcoholism, and the dredge of trying to break into show biz. Perhaps the best moments of the book are when Sam describes life with his son, and the process he and his partner took to adoption.
Sam Harris’ writing could easily enough be compared to David Sedaris, but it has a more loving and less sardonic edge to it. There is more joy present here. Perhaps a better comparison would be Carrie Fisher’s Postcards from the Edge, Gerald Durrell’s My Family and Other Animals, or Truman Capote’s Christmas Memory.