Vol. XXIV No. 5
February 2009

Running the Show

It's a Saturday matinee performance of The Selfish Giant, a Literally Alive Children's Theater production, at the Players Theater on MacDougal Street in Greenwich Village. After an introduction of the cast who will portray characters in this new stage version of the fairy tale written by Oscar Wilde, a marimbist strikes up a catchy march tune. The music, which combines a sing-song transparency with some clever phrasing and skillfully used color, draws the audience of children and their parents into the world of the stomping, sulky giant and his young neighbors who just want a place to play. Steal a glance at the musicians as the show progresses, and it's obvious the marimbist is also leading a small percussion ensemble that is the pit band. Peek at the program during scene changes, and you see that the marimbist is also the composer. What is perhaps not casually obvious is that the marimbist—make that marimbist/musical director/composer—is, additionally, the landlord/mortgage holder/man-in-charge of the whole venerable Players Theater building, where Literally Alive is among several dozen itinerant and full-time artist/tenants.

"An impresario?" I ask marimbist/composer/theater owner Michael Sgouros (B.M. '89, percussion) later. "How did that happen?" I also asked a number of Juilliard graduates who have started performance companies, become producers or entrepreneurs, the same sort of question: How—and why—did you end up going from being part of the show to running the show? The impetus differs, from following a dream to feeling financial pressure to finding serendipity. Some who unexpectedly found themselves in charge skipped the training wheels, hopping directly onto the lead bike. Others made professional transitions as part of a more gradual learning curve. The course for nearly all has been filled with the gnarly twists and turns and bumps and bangs of learn-as-you-go. What gave them all fortitude, courage, and insight? For one thing, nearly all say that at the core, they are performers—so they are used to facing difficulties.

Sgouros, 42, tells me that his career as a percussionist took off nicely even before he finished school. "I was in a percussion group that started at Juilliard: Ethos Percussion Group," he says. "We worked steadily, playing chamber music venues all over. But after 15 years, all the touring got to be too much. I started thinking it would be great to find a place in New York that could sustain itself—and where I could have a base as a musician and for other projects I wanted to do. So I left the group, although I have stayed involved as a board member, and started looking at properties. A year later I found the Players Theater for sale."

And for $6.5 million, after some negotiating with real-estate brokers and mortgage bankers, it was all his—an inactive, 248-seat off-Broadway theater in need of renovation and jump-starting, with office and rehearsal space, and one regular tenant, the quirky Cafe Wha?, which is a Village institution. Oh, yes—the deal included middle-of-the-night emergencies such as a flood and a tenant who's locked out, as well as the need for constant networking to keep all the spaces filled and producing income. "The scariest thing is the weight of it. Sure, I could have a 9-to-5 job or an orchestra job," Sgouros says, "but by hiring some good people, fewer of those [day-to-day] problems come my way. It's taken a lot of my time, but each year, I get more of my time back." Time that he uses for his own children's percussion series, teaching—and new pursuits. "I never really thought about writing for a show, and I didn't know Literally Alive before they were looking for space and found us. And suddenly they also needed a composer." He's writing scores for several more of their shows in the 2008-09 season.

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Michael Sgouros
(Photo by Carol Rosegg)