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		<title>Oh, New York&#8230; New York</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 05:59:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I return to the wonderful island of Manhattan to be slapped in the face by the cost of living. I love it here but to live in the areas I want to currently seems impossible. I upped my budget for a room to $700/month and people told me it was extremely modest. Out of curiosuty, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I return to the wonderful island of Manhattan to be slapped in the face by the cost of living. I love it here but to live in the areas I want to currently seems impossible. I upped my budget for a room to $700/month and people told me it was extremely modest. Out of curiosuty, I said $900 and people said, &#8220;not in Manhattan.&#8221; I had a whole apartment for $1050 in Los Angeles. But this is New York and it&#8217;s amazing. Oh, well. I&#8217;ll find something and one day I will live in an area that inspires me.</p>
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		<title>Love?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 05:45:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have I ever been in love? No. Probably not. I&#8217;ve been smitten a few times. A few in Vegas and a few in Los Angeles. But recently, no. In New York I&#8217;ve been confused about whether I&#8217;ve felt &#8220;love&#8221; but it&#8217;s usually because I deeply care about the person that I&#8217;m don&#8217;t want to be [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Have I ever been in love? No. Probably not. I&#8217;ve been smitten a few times. A few in Vegas and a few in Los Angeles. But recently, no. In New York I&#8217;ve been confused about whether I&#8217;ve felt &#8220;love&#8221; but it&#8217;s usually because I deeply care about the person that I&#8217;m don&#8217;t want to be with. What is love like? How can you be physically attracted to them and appreciate their personality but not want them to get any closer? Have I been wrong? Have I missed a potential love because I was too quick to dismiss someone? Have I missed a potential love because I was young and too quick to embrace them? Why does dating always seem to result in someone getting hurt? I say that I&#8217;m happy by myself. And I am. But I wonder if I could be happy with someone else. I&#8217;m attracted to people. I admire them physically and mentally. In fact, I can&#8217;t usually be intimate with someone if I don&#8217;t value them beyond their physique. I used to only want to be intimate if I thought it might lead &#8220;somewhere.&#8221; Now I realize, or at least I think I realize, that you don&#8217;t need to know where physical intimacy will take you. But still, I need a &#8220;connection&#8221; to be intimate. I don&#8217;t like to be with someone I don&#8217;t feel totally comfortable with. This indicates that there&#8217;s a desire for more than physical intimacy but still the desire to be intimate is very much a physical and chemical one. But at somepoint in life, we won&#8217;t look the same. But I&#8217;m assuming the urge will remain. Isn&#8217;t that when I&#8217;ll long for element that&#8217;s always missing? Or maybe, I&#8217;ll still be happy and single. Or maybe I&#8217;ll have finally fallen in love. I guess there&#8217;s not point in thinking about the future when I am soaked in the present.</p>
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		<title>Dear Valerie Harper,</title>
		<link>http://www.mattfalber.com/2011/06/14/dear-valerie-harper/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2011 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A year and a half after what you and your husband turned into a once in a lifetime experience, I&#8217;ve decided to write you an open letter. My previous attempt to mail you was thwarted. I dropped an envelope in a post office box to you on my way to the airport. I was leaving [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A year and a half after what you and your husband turned into a once in a lifetime experience, I&#8217;ve decided to write you an open letter. My previous attempt to mail you was thwarted. I dropped an envelope in a post office box to you on my way to the airport. I was leaving town to do a show. Three months later, I found the same envelope in a pile of mail. It had been returned and I never got to thank you or your husband for lifting my spirits when I so dearly needed it.</p>
<p>It was Winter. Not too long ago I&#8217;d  booked &#8220;Rent&#8221; in South Carolina. Had I gone down, I would have played Mark in a brand new theatre and gotten my first taste of Southern Charm. However, shortly before I was to leave, the producer made sexual advances toward me. I quickly clarified our relationship and almost as quickly, he told me I was too young to play opposite their Roger. I still have the libretto they gave me on my shelf. </p>
<p>Had I gone down I would have also missed out on what I now recognize as a very important relationship in my life. At the time though, I was feeling the strain of his disatisfaction with his own place in the entertainment industry. I desperately needed a reminder why I was living in New York with hardly enough money to pay my bills much less eat. As luck would have it, a company I do some promotional work with gave me a ticket to see Looped. I&#8217;d heard about the show when I was living in L.A. It was at the Pasadena Playhouse  and a manager sent me a courtesy note with the breakdown and recommended I audition. At the time I was foolish and didn&#8217;t have my priorities in order. I had to work and never attended. </p>
<p>Years later, it was opening on Broadway and I had a free ticket. Growing up I used to listen to old radio broadcasts and several times had come across Bankhead&#8217;s program The Big Show. I was also familiar with her from her appearances on I Love Lucy and Batman. I had no idea what to expect from the play. The moment you walked out on the stage swearing and drinking and smoking I knew that I was in for a treat. Then came the moment where you, no Tallulah, started talking about Tennesee Williams.  How he wrote that role for you. How when you finally got to perform Blanche, they laughed at the ridiculousness of you, Tallulah. Then you delivered that amazing monologue: you Blanche, you Tallulah, you Valerie. The play ended and I felt I had seen one of the greatest performances to ever be on the boards. I thought of Larry Moss talking about watching the greats perform on Broadway and thought, one day I will tell people I was there when you did this. The only other performance that has moved me as much was Cherry Jones in Doubt. </p>
<p>New York was in the middle of a whiteout. Snow flakes assaulted the ground and as the performance ended people rushed to grab cabs or make it to the 42nd Street Station. I couldn&#8217;t do that. I had to meet you. To this day it remains the only time I&#8217;ve waited at a stage door. For quite some time I was alone in the snow until a man popped his head out of the door. He was very concerned, &#8220;Come inside before you freeze.&#8221; I gladly waited inside while he asked me where my gloves were. I tried to convince him that I was fine. He finally relented. &#8220;Valerie should be out in a moment.&#8221; When you showed up I complimented you and you graciously replied, &#8220;Isn&#8217;t it a wonderful story. They both learn so much from each other.&#8221; You also told me I&#8217;d make a good Danny when I get a little older. Then you introduced me to the man who&#8217;d ushered me inside. He was your husband. As we left the theatre he insisted I take his warm wool mittens and a ten dollar bill. I still have both. I know he wanted me to spend the ten dollars on some food or a hat or something like that but I couldn&#8217;t. I decided it was good luck. To this day I carry it around with me in the binder I use at readings. I know if I ever need it, it&#8217;s there. The gloves are very warm and I call them my producer gloves. </p>
<p>That night kept me going through what would be months of struggle. At the end of that year I found myself in Florida performing in the world premiere of A Taffeta Wedding and preparing to audition for the Caldwell Center&#8217;s production of Next Fall, a role I still very much want to play. I was able to get the audition sides for Looped and prepare the monologue when Danny reveals his love of another man to Tallulah. Before doing it for the audition I decided to show it to our director and co-producer Arthur Whitelaw. He asked me what it was from and I told him about Looped. He told me he knew you and your husband. I&#8217;ve thought of asking him several times if he could get my letter to you. But finally, I decided to post it here for all the world to see in hope that one day it will make its way to you. Thank you, thank you, thank you, to you and your husband for your kindness and for inspiring me. That night means so much to me and to this day when things get tough, I think of it. May all be well in your lives my kind and talented friends.</p>
<p>Yours truly,</p>
<p>Matthew</p>
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		<title>Like Superman</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 20:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night I was a rockstar. The show we&#8217;ve been performing for the past few weeks opened to warm reception. The audience&#8217;s laughter was electric and during the final scene of the play you could have heard a pin drop. We were all rockstars. Except I really wasn&#8217;t a rockstar. I didn&#8217;t jump in a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Last night I was a rockstar. The show we&#8217;ve been performing for the past few weeks opened to warm reception. The audience&#8217;s laughter was electric and during the final scene of the play you could have heard a pin drop. We were all rockstars. Except I really wasn&#8217;t a rockstar. I didn&#8217;t jump in a limo and head out to a club where I drank several bottles of vodka or champagne or bought shots for everyone. I went straight home on the subway afterwards knowing that I&#8217;d have to wake in the morning, throw on a branded blue shirt, and lead a bus full of tourists around New York. I suppose I&#8217;m really a bit more like Superman. One minute soaring through the air approaching Cloud 9, the next minute a mild mannered tour guide. Yeah. Superman! I can handle that.</p>
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		<title>Envy</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2011 22:06:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes I look at that guy who wears designer sunglasses on the subway. I watch him as he walks on to the platform purposely with his head held high and his nose in the air and I wish that I had a plain blue V neck that was as expensive as his. I lust after [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes I look at that guy who wears designer sunglasses on the subway. I watch him as he walks on to the platform purposely with his head held high and his nose in the air and I wish that I had a plain blue V neck that was as expensive as his. I lust after his carefree relationship with his Prada wallet. I examine my jeans with their post market distress and think about how many of my tshirts are left over from college, high school in many cases. Not all of them are. Some were birthday presents. Some came from the 99 cent store. Some I was required to wear at work. Then I think, to myself, who the fuck wears sunglasses on the subway?</p>
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		<title>Man in Navy Polo</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2011 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A pale skinned man sat across from me on the subway. He probably was about 5&#8217;11 and 160lbs. Strands of gray ran through his otherwise dark hair and he wore a navy polo which fit too well and gray shorts which sat just above his knees and double stapped sandalls. On his finger was a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A pale skinned man sat across from me on the subway. He probably was about 5&#8217;11 and 160lbs. Strands of gray ran through his otherwise dark hair and he wore a navy polo which fit too well and gray shorts which sat just above his knees and double stapped sandalls. On his finger was a wedding band and in his hand was a small red bible which couldn&#8217;t have been larger than five inches tall and three inches wide. There was something strange about the way he looked at the bible, craning his neck intensely. He was obviously in Genesis and seemed to be reading every word but once I caught him skipping a page. The only time he looked up from his book of choice was when the subway doors opened where he would study the commuters as they walked on. Man, woman, child, it didn&#8217;t matter. He looked at them with wide eyes and a half smile as if he was a puppy waiting for someone to throw him a bone. </p>
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		<title>The End of The World</title>
		<link>http://www.mattfalber.com/2011/05/13/the-end-of-the-world/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2011 18:48:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s all we&#8217;re hearing about these days in NYC. The rapture&#8217;s supposed to happen a few days before my birthday. Sad&#8230; unless of course you think it&#8217;s awesome.]]></description>
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<p>It&#8217;s all we&#8217;re hearing about these days in NYC. The rapture&#8217;s supposed to happen a few days before my birthday. Sad&#8230; unless of course you think it&#8217;s awesome.</p>
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		<title>For the love&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.mattfalber.com/2011/05/05/for-the-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2011 16:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today was a weird day. I&#8217;m sitting outside the door of a union casting for a show I really want to be seen for. The cool thing is that I managed to get a copy of the sides (the section of the script used) prior to the audition. That was a big win for this [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today was a weird day. I&#8217;m sitting outside the door of a union casting for a show I really want to be seen for. The cool thing is that I managed to get a copy of the sides (the section of the script used) prior to the audition. That was a big win for this non-union actor being as it&#8217;s as yet unpublished. Unfortunately, the theatre didn&#8217;t have enough time to see non-union performers today. So I&#8217;m sitting outside the room listening to other guys read the role. It&#8217;s driving me crazy because I feel like they&#8217;ve all failed to realize something very important to the scene. On the surface it appears that you are performing a fight. However, it&#8217;s not a fight. There is nothing to be gained by fighting at this juncture. There is a pretty girl in the bed who is a bit highstrung. My character&#8217;s job was to try to keep her from getting mad so that he could either sleep or have sex. She even tells him that is seems like he&#8217;s just trying to keep her from getting mad. But every actor I heard go through those doors (I&#8217;m in the waiting area for another play still) launched headon into a fight. I am not going to lie. It is frustrating to feel like you have something better to offer than what they&#8217;re seeing and not being able to go in and share, but I will keep doing this. I love this. I am good at this. I will keep doing this, for the love of acting.</p>
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		<title>When Lithgowe Had Hair, Meryl Streep Film #1</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2010 16:49:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Matt delves into the work of one of the greatest actors of our time Every time I see Meryl Streep in something I&#8217;m beside myself. So I decided it would be beneficial for me to watch all of her work and see how she grows as an actor over the years. I expected her first [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong><em>Matt delves into the work of one of the greatest actors of our time</strong></em></p>
<p>Every time I see Meryl Streep in something I&#8217;m beside myself. So I decided it would be beneficial for me to watch all of her work and see how she grows as an actor over the years. I expected her first film to be some bit part, but in actuality it&#8217;s a filmed version of a Broadway Production called &#8220;Secret Service&#8221;. </p>
<p>In the film, Streep plays Edith Varney a Southern girl madly in love with Captain Thorne (played by&#8230; wait, is it? John Thithgowe with red hair). The play is performed in four acts, three of which take place at the Varney home, one at a Confederate telegraph office. Preceeding each act the players sing a folksong in the style of the era (or from the era &#8211; not sure). Streep sings the song preceeding the act by herself. Her voice is beautiful and she is clearly well trained. This is particularly interesting to me as I&#8217;ve struggled with trying to decide if I want to pursue musical theatre or if I want to pursue film, television, and legit stage. Streep seems to have made a choice to go the legit route even though she has a beautiful voice.</p>
<p>Streep&#8217;s performance is very strong. After all, she is on Broadway. During the first scene she enters the Varney home having come from the President of the Confederacy with orders that will allow her love, Captain Thorne to stay with her rather than leave on the orders he has told her about. This is particularly impressive to me as she is fully engaged in the fact that something wonderful has happened. She seems headstrong and confident. </p>
<p>As she goes through the play and develops doubts about Thorne&#8217;s integrity, you can clearly see the struggle and her emotional life unfolding onstage. She trusted him and he has&#8230; wait, has he betrayed her? How could he? If he did? Fantastic to watch.</p>
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		<title>Think Negative&#8230; I mean Positive&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.mattfalber.com/2010/04/16/think-negative-i-mean-positive/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2010 03:31:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Matt</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Matt tells you the secret to living in New York. I have a t-shirt that says &#8220;Think Negative&#8221;. Every time I wear it people look at me funny and then come to the realization that it&#8217;s talking about HIV &#8212; brilliant slogan. It works because everyone knows that you&#8217;re supposed to think positive. Right? I&#8217;m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.mattfalber.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/92365470.qJ2kvTid.TorturedArtistBW.jpg"><img src="http://www.mattfalber.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/92365470.qJ2kvTid.TorturedArtistBW-227x300.jpg" alt="Love it!" title="Tortured Artist Seeks Upgrade" width="227" height="300"/></a> <b><i>Matt tells you the secret to living in New York.</b></i></p>
<p>I have a t-shirt that says &#8220;Think Negative&#8221;. Every time I wear it people look at me funny and then come to the realization that it&#8217;s talking about HIV &#8212; brilliant slogan. It works because everyone knows that you&#8217;re supposed to think positive. Right?</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not going to pretend I make lots of money acting. Those of you who&#8217;ve read my blog entries can connect the dots. Recently I had to abandon my previous entrepreneurial exploits (web design) when my laptop died. So, I got a job in a restaurant. You know my history with those&#8230; the last one I was in was awful. Yet, I&#8217;m happy. I&#8217;m adjusting to life and my actor life hasn&#8217;t come to a stand still. People ask me if I like working at a restaurant and I tell them, for a restaurant, it&#8217;s great. I like the people I work with, the management&#8217;s great, the money seems like it will be good. I remind them I&#8217;m still pursuing acting, but yeah, it&#8217;s good. The acting things I&#8217;m doing in my life are very fulfilling and I get lots of good feedback from people which makes me happy.</p>
<p>Yet, I have some other friends who are doing amazing things with their careers and are complaining left and right&#8230; not enough money&#8230; too much rehearsal&#8230; not the right role. Sometimes, we find ourselves in positions that should be good but they aren&#8217;t. Yet, this isn&#8217;t the case with these friends. Yes it&#8217;s good, it&#8217;s great, but&#8230; I had the most amazing experience&#8230; but the business is hard and blah, blah, blah. I haven&#8217;t had the guts to confront these folks but if you&#8217;re reading this, please take it as constructive criticism and don&#8217;t get mad at me.</p>
<p>Enjoying your life as a whole is so important. I try to be content no matter what I am doing. Obviously some things get me more excited than others, but if we&#8217;re constantly looking ahead to things, we&#8217;re never really enjoying anything. Something to think about.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve decided that these postings are going to be a little more personal because I feel the need to write this stuff down. Hope you enjoy.</p>
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