AndroGel...boosts testosterone levels! Treatment for bone loss & reduced muscle mass!

When a patient trots off to the doctor - even to the emergency department at the local hospital - it is rare that a technician performs a routine check for testosterone.

Subsequently, male patients may be suffering from medical ailments due to insufficient testosterone levels in the body such as bone loss, reduced muscle mass, and a lack of sperm (for starters!).

In the event the individuals testosterone tests uncover abnormalities a family physician can correct the problem by prescribing AndroGel to boost the levels.

AndroGel is sold at pharmacies by prescription only in packets which constitute a thirty-day supply.

The "gel" is similar to a popular "lubricant"in constituency.

The patient tears open the container and proceeds to dab AndroGel on the skin (usually on the upper chest, forearms, or belly) where it is absorbed in to the bloodstream to work its magic.

Because testosterone affects the male voice (deepens it) and tends to encourage hair growth, don't be alarmed if there are a few body transformations which unfold after administering AndroGel for a week or two as instructed.

AndroGel may be covered by a patients insurance depending on the medical problem which has caused the deficiency to occur.

Stay healthy dudes, eh?

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Hair...a celebration life! Horrors of War still impact in Pantages production!

As soon as the last number ends with a hair-rising rendition of  "Let the Sun Shine In"  at the Pantages Theatre in Hollywood, the audience spontaneously springs to their feet with a rousing standing ovation for the talented cast of the 60's Musical Revival.

Minutes later - without much urging from the actors - ecstatic theatre-goers dash up on to the festive stage to partake in a mystical ritual of dancing and clapping at the close of the well-written Musical.

The Stage Revival - now on tour around the country - is definitely a celebration of life!

In one ribald scene, where the cast sing out joyously about having - "my teeth", glorious "hair", and a hot a** - it is quite evident that the rock musical is also an insightful foray into the elusive world of the inner confines (and erotic fantasies) of mind, body, and soul.

And - the message of LOVE and PEACE resonates just as soundly today - as it did over forty years ago when it first hit the Broadway Stage in NYC.

When the storyline drifts into controversial territory - on such thought-provoking issues as the draft and an unpopular War - Hair delivers up a punch that offers up relevant commentary that smacks of the recent conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Talk about timely!

The horrors of War still impact!

To the instinctive heads of that era - it was quite apparent in their own naive way - that it was intrinsically wrong to rampantly rape, pillage, kill, - and pit Nation against Nation - in the name of protecting the free world!

In contrast, the visionary material also uncannily manages to underscore how different the youth of today are compared to the "hippies" of that bygone era.

After all, in the wake of  9/11 - honor, duty, and serving one's country - became values worth fighting for!

Although some of the references to LBJ (a former U.S. President) and IBM (long before Bill Gates sauntered into the PC Marketplace with compact desktop computers) date the material - in their context - they appear to matter little to enthusiastic theatre-goers who have been packing the house since opening night.

Although some of the directing is a bit pedestrian at times - Hair is a delightful production - that would have benefitted from a bit of judicious pruning here-and-there with the ultimate aim of moving along the pace a tad.

A couple of stand-out poignant ballads are show-stoppers, too!

Members of the audience are particuarly thrilled with the interaction that goes on between the cast and ticket-holders each night once the show gets underway.

At one point - two characters in the stage hit- step out of the Orchestra to offer up a segment of comic relief that is both dazzling and entertaining.

Hair was quite the personal experience for me! 

In fact, I got a little teary-eyed.

Ah, the memories!

Readers of the Tattler may recall that I posted a promo for the two-act musical in which I recalled my friendship with Book & Lyric contributor Gerome Ragni.

Post: 12/26/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/12/hairmemories-of-gerome-ragni-rock.html

Both Jerry & I lived and breathed the engaging material - hence - the reason why the words jump out from the page and touch musical-lovers magically in what has proven to be a memorable Stage experience that will not be long forgotten.

In fact, a number of the lyrics are catchy, amusing, and insightful!

Rush Tickets may be purchased on the night of the performance for $25.00.

Such a deal!

Catch it if you can, you won't regret it.

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HAIR...memories of Gerome Ragni & rock musical! Revival @ Pantages Theatre!

 

When the moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars

Then peace will guide the planets

And love will steer the stars

Chances are - you are keen to the fact that the above lyrics are from the hit song (Aquarius) penned for the Rock Musical "Hair" which was written by a good friend of mine - Gerome Ragni (and his sidekick James Rado).

 

I originally met "Jerry" in an odd way!

 

In the sixties, I was a street performer (known as "The Dancer"), who garnered a lot of public attention in the downtown streets of Toronto, during that heady era.

 

In fact, on one occasion on Baldwin Street, I was arrested for dancing on a police car during a scuffle that ensued during a rally (which was launched in a bold-faced effort to convert the tiny thoroughfare into a marketplace "sans" motor vehicles along the lines of the Farmer's Markets springing up around the Nation today).

 

Morley Markson - a filmmaker who was travelling around North America shooting footage on the sixties hippie movement - happened to be in attendance that day with his crew in tow and captured the whole episode on film.

 

Subsequently, the hilarious scene ended up being broadcast on the National News (CBC) in Canada with a Beatles's tune blaring in the background!

 

Later, Mr. Markson included the footage in his documentary - "Breathing Together"  - which was also known as the "Revolution of the Electric Family" - which won an award at the Cannes Film Festival in 1972.

 

Of course - clips of Abbie Hoffman, John Lennon, and Buckminster Fuller - didn't hurt when it came to drumming up interest in his delightful take on that outrageous unique era.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the horizon, Mr. Ragni - the innovative writer/composer of the Broadway sell-out show - was in Toronto in preparation for the launch of a HAIR production at the Alexandria Theatre. 

 

One day I was dancing on Bloor Street in downtown "Cow" town, when Mr. Ragni happened to be cruising by in a taxi. 

 

As soon as he spied me outside of the passenger window of the cab, he bolted out the side-door, and dashed up to me on the street.

 

"You've got to be in Hair," he exclaimed excitedly.

 

Due to my highly-original dance routines and ubiquitous bohemian presence (coupled with scraggly curly locks similar to those featured on the album cover) it was pretty much a given to folks in Toronto that I was a perfect fit for the production of "HAIR"

 

Unfortunately, after I danced up-a-storm and warbled a heart-felt spirited tune at my audition, the producers arrived at their own conclusions.

 

"He's stoned," they lamented.

 

Next!

 

Understandably, a reporter - sitting in on the auditions - was quick to pose a question in the aftermath.

 

"What were you on?"

 

"The stage," I quipped without blinking-an-eye!

 

 Ba-dump!

 

Although I didn't end up on stage in the Toronto production of HAIR in a role, I was invited to the opening night celebrations, nonetheless.

 

Old photographs at the Toronto Star (Weekend Magazine) bare witness to the fact that I was center stage - and dancing alongside the cast (with Ragni) - when the final explosive scene rang down the curtain that night.
 

Needless to say, Jerry and I became good friends.

 

In fact, we were casual lovers - too - on the sly.

 

Jerry was married after all, and had a young son. 

To further complicate matters, I was underage (17).

 

The last time I was in the company of Jerry, it was a bizarre experience, too.

 

I was tripping around West Hollywood one day when I ran smack dab into Jerry near Duke's Restaurant (which used to be at the Tropicana Hotel on Santa Monica Blvd before it moved up to Sunset Blvd on the busy strip).

 

Jerry invited me up to his Hotel room (at the Sunset Marquis) for a light snack and coffee, but - wouldn't 'ya know it - our chance encounter ended up turning into a roll in-the-hay.

 

Just as we finished up doing the nasty (a phrase we used in those days), the front desk clerk called up from the lobby of the Hotel, with a message which struck like a bolt of lightning.

 

Treat Williams was downstairs and on his way up.

 

OMG!

 

Jerry was in a panic because he instinctively knew that Treat would figure things out at the drop of-a-hat once he spied us together in his suite. 

 

So, Jerry urged me to hide in the closet (!) until the two of them took off for an engagement across town (which had allegedly slipped his mind).

 

"Just let yourself out when we're gone," Jerry laughed.

 

And, that was the last time I saw his cheerful mug.

 

Gerome Ragni passed away in the 1980's but left a legacy of song!

 

"Hair" wasn't a hit at first, though.

 

According to Jerry, the musical languished off-off Broadway for weeks without much recognition or fanfare.

 

"It wasn't until we put in the nude scene," joked Jerry,"that we rustled up all the attention. At which point, the show took off."

 

"Hair" is slated for a revival at the Pantages Theatre next month from January 5th thru 11th.

 

If you have the opportunity, catch it if you can!

 

It's still a wonderful musical that is uplifting, spirited, and chock full of exuberance.

 

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Treat starred in film version of Hair!

Make-up & Hair...sleek chic "look" for women! Summer (2009)

For summer, the make-up for women is minimalist in nature!

But, when it is applied, it evokes the sensual.

Sleek chic "do's" are almost retro!

Captured on HD Video by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.

HAIR...the musical that got away!

When I was 17 (gee, there must be a song in there somewhere) I was a street performer - who danced barefoot in the streets of downtown Toronto in torn blue jeans - with a shock of wild curly hair blowin' in the wind.

Peter Frampton's tresses of yesteryear had nothing on me!

Photographers found me a scintillating subject as I pranced - and spun around - and leapt through the air.

Indeed, their lenses were always at the ready to capture the impromptu moments on celluloid

Many of the candid shots ended up on the front pages of morning newspapers, in slick glossy magazines of the day - and in one instance that I know of - framed and lined neatly on a wall in Ottawa's National Art Gallery.

In one dazzling shot, a photographer snagged me mid-flight - with arms outstretched skyward and back gracefully arched - framed against the image of my favorite architectural beauty, Toronto's futuristic-looking City Hall.

So - when it was announced that the Rock Musical "HAIR" was coming to town - all manner of folk egged me on to audition.

I was a natural, after all, wasn't I?

Although I acquired a smidgen of actual stage experience (a portrayal of "Lomov" in Anton Chekhov's play "The Marriage Proposal" won me an Award of Merit in a Drama Festival) the chance to prance the boards in a full-fledged musical always eluded me.

Tossing caution to the wind, I burst onto the stage at the audition, determined to wow 'em.

After I sang the audition piece, the director quizzed me.

"What are you on?"

"The stage," I replied tongue-in-cheek.

A gaggle of reporters on hand - chuckled - and excitedly jotted down the remarks.

Needless to say, my audition tape ended up on the National News.

But, no cigar.

When word filtered back from casting, I was astonished by the appraisal.

The producers thought I was stoned - and subsequently - passed!

I put the disappointment behind me and continued on with my street performances.

On one outlandish occasion, when I got swept up in the emotion of a protest on Baldwin Street, I was arrested for dancing on a police car.

But, I was acquitted due to the expert legal counsel of a smart young lawyer - Clayton Ruby - who's star was on the rise.

One fall day, I was vigorously performing for a handful of tourists on Bloor Street in Hog Town, when a taxicab screeched to a sudden halt.

A wild-looking man with a burly build raced towards me and yelled out:

"You've got to be in Hair!"

As it turned out, the charismatic hippie-guy was none other than Gerome Ragni - who wrote the rock musical "Hair" - with his partner, James Rado.

In town to assist with the Toronto production, he had his eye on me as the great white hope!

At this juncture in my life, though, my stage ambitions had been quelled a little.

Despite Gerry's urgings, I neglected to dash down to the Royal Alexandria Theatre to become a member of the Tribe.

However, we became fast friends.

According to Gerry, Hair was a difficult production to get off the ground.

The innovative musical languished beneath the radar of the theatre-going public, and subsequently, the initial sales were sluggish.

Hair was just another obscure off-off Broadway production, struggling for attention, amid other worthy theatrical hopefuls.

Things turned for the better one fine morning when the writing duo struck on the idea to incorporate a titillating sensual nude scene into the mix.

You got it!

The police caught wind of the plot turn (probably by way of a sly press agent) and - amid a lot of fanfare - paid a much ballyhooed visit to the Theatre to close the show down on charges of indecency.

Understandably, Hair was thrust into the International spotlight.

Before you could say - Rock Musical Hit - the show was a sell-out success!

The rest is show biz history, of course.

Although I did not sign on to be a member of the hippie cast in Toronto's production - on opening night, I not only attended - but sprang up on stage at the grand musical finale and danced up a storm with the cast!

The exuberant moment was captured by photo journalists, and subsequently, published in the weekend edition of the major daily.

Yes, "Hair" was the musical that got away, but there will be others!

Although Gerry passed away in 1991, fond memories often surface.

On those occasions, I find myself humming a tune,

"When the moon is in the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with Mars, then peace will guide the planets, and love will steer the stars."