Mark Nadler
The Cabaret at Germano’s, Baltimore, MD, March 17, 2017
Reviewed by Michael Miyazaki for Cabaret Scenes

Photo: Lou Montesano
Mark Nadler opened his show at Germano’s saying, “… a Jew in an Italian restaurant—it’s the perfect way to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day!” As he sang “Look to the Rainbow,” one had to wonder if there was such a thing as a six-foot-two leprechaun.
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He continued in this puckish vein, pointing out that the song was written by two Jewish men.
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In the rest of the two sets that followed, Nadler gave an exhibition of the dying craft of the saloon singer/pianist as high cabaret art.
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In his apparently improvised show, he treated the audience to a variety of numbers that had obviously been honed with years of work. These included: a sizzling version of “That Old Black Magic,” with a piano solo that seemed to use every key on the piano; his psychological assessment of Tchaikovsky, followed by a version of the “The Ugly Duckling” with interludes from Swan Lake; and trademark versions of “’S Wonderful” and “I Love a Piano.” One of the highlights of the evening was his version of Cole Porter’s “Can-Can” —it is the first time this reviewer has ever seen a singer/pianist do a full, solo production number, replete with forty-five verses of the song and high kicks.
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Like all the best saloon pianists, Nadler customized his performance to the audience, highlighting guests in attendance.
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He performed several songs by Larry Kerchner, including the very, very, very funny “A Jewish Christmas.” Broadway veteran Nancy McCall made a guest appearance, with a wry reading of “Something Cool,” and a tender rendition of “Until the Real Thing Comes Along.”