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"A show for the ages... a score full of sophisticated comedy numbers that would make Cole Porter proud... the lyrics are so cleverly constructed, the rhyme schemes so elegantly intricate, and the messages so rich and ripe that they make a mockery of most of today's Broadway show scores." (TheaterMania, January 2004) Miss Gulch Returns! is Fred Barton's musical comedy valentine to the romantically disenfranchised who can find a new metaphorical spokesperson in Miss Gulch, the ultimate "spinster" (as they used to be known). In the show, billed "the musical vivisection of a stereotype," Fred Barton trades identities with the infamous curmudgeon, now cut loose from her two-dimensional, sepia-toned moorings on the screen and wrestling with her quintessentially old-Hollywood stereotype in her new, unlikely profession cabaret entertainer in a Judy-Garland-obsessed world. The show began as a five-minute cabaret turn; Fred Barton premiered the full show in January, 1984, to national press, winning a 1985 Back Stage Bistro Award (Musical Comedy Performance). Miss Gulch Returns! played long runs in New York's cabarets, followed by engagements in cities around the country. The 1986 record album (released on CD in 1998) remains a popular seller, twenty years after its initial release. Miss Gulch's song "Pour Me A Man" became a cabaret standard and is being sung on three continents. The show has received award-winning, critically-acclaimed productions in regional theatres, and Fred presented a newly revised 20th Anniversary production in New York in 2004.
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Fred Barton's acclaimed CD of his show Miss Gulch Returns! is now available on i-Tunes and thirty other digital download services, including Napster, MP3tunes, and EMusic. It continues to sell at Amazon.com and CD Baby, Dress Circle in London, and in selected stores everywhere. |
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Wrong she is not Auntie Mame's secretary (that was Agnes Gooch). She is, of course, the dog-snatching, bicycle-riding, spiteful spinster-next-door who had it in for Dorothy's little Toto. Of all Hollywood's ornery old maids, crotchety battle-axes, and crusty curmudgeons, Miss Gulch is the unquestioned queen; she is the ultimate Hollywood stereotype. Pity her! Born to higher things, why was she sentenced to serve forever as two-dimensional comic relief? And why should her formidable figure invariably inspire hoots and hilarity? Perhaps today's sophisticates are amused by quaint Hollywood psychology, in which a severe Miss Gulch becomes a terrifying Wicked Witch in the subconscious mind of a pubescent Midwestern teenager. Or is it possible that we prefer the safety of identifying with victimized superstar heroines; that the startling image of the underdog supporting-player's sexually frustrated spinster hits a deep nerve of unsettling self-recognition that can acknowledge only with laughter? Poor Almira! For fifty years she has intrigued us, but never got to give us her side of story. She has remained misunderstood, underestimated, and unappreciated. And through the decades, frustrated fans have hungered for solutions to the mysteries surrounding the legendary Miss Gulch. Why does she ride that bike? What does she have against neighborhood girls and their little dogs too? What becomes of her after the tornado? Did she have a happy childhood? And most of all who is the real woman beneath that ferocious façade? Enter Fred Barton, budding composer-lyricist-author-actor-singer-musician, armed with a penchant for triple entendres, triple rhymes, honky-tonk rhythms, and determined to revive the long-dormant special-material comedy song tradition. In Miss Gulch, he finds the ideal icon for today's disillusioned souls, the perfect symbol of the frustrated aspirations of our age. He furnishes himself with an armful of devastating new songs, a tastefully outrageous black dress, a wig, a hat, a wicker basket, a grand piano, and voila Miss Gulch Returns! And Mr. Barton does the old girl proud. All her dreams finally come true: long-running New York engagements rife with raves, guest appearances in cities from coast to coast... a cult following of her own... and, of course, the album! The Bitch is back in all the glory Hollywood denied her. She sings (at last!). She plays a mean piano (and what other kind?) She gives us the dirt. She dumps Hollywood and gives the real world a try and lands a job as well as the next man (and lands the next man, as well). She lays her soul bare, and yours if you dare. So turn on the phone machine, turn Judy's picture to the wall, turn up the volume, and welcome to the wit and wisdom of Miss Gulch "Entertainesse Extraordinaire!" from the original LP liner notes |