Macon Prickett
Hello, Macon! A Musical Tribute to Jerry Herman
54 Below, NYC, October 10, 2026
Reviewed by Jacqueline Parker

What better way to perk up a Saturday evening than to see a show packed with Jerry Herman’s hit tunes! Macon Prickett delivered this just-what-the-doctor-ordered kind of show, imbued with his natural enthusiasm and love of Herman’s songs. This young man is destined to become a showman the likes of which are rarely encountered these days. From the minute he appeared, a-glitter in a black sequined jacket, his energy and enthusiasm were palpable and were transmitted almost instantly to the audience.
This carefully crafted and beautifully executed show seemed designed to win the prize for the ultimate feel-good show. A rousing overture arranged by music director Canaan J. Harris got the toes tapping as Macon approached the stage singing “It’s Today,” which segued into “Showtune.” These two songs share the same melody; Herman recycled the melody and wrote a different lyric to it for the score of Mame. As if the audience were not already in love with him, he strolled through the assembled guests singing “You I Like” while pointing out friends and luminaries, among whom was Marilyn Maye. Along the way he encouraged everyone to join the fun with hand clapping. A more sobering offering followed—”The Next Time I Love”—a rarely heard gem from Herman’s 1960 Off-Broadway revue Parade.
Prickett peppered the entire show with relevant and sometimes amusing patter about the songs and shows—much welcomed—such as the fact that his next song, “Love Is Only Love,” was cut from Mame but can be heard in the film Hello, Dolly! Robbie Rozelle joined him for “Put On Your Sunday Clothes” and “Elegance,” which allowed them to act the roles of Barnaby and Cornelius, much to the delight of the audience.
A very touching rendition of “Time Heals Everything” followed, and then came a rousing “Before the Parade Passes By.” Both of these were surprising in their delivery because Prickett does not appear to be old enough to understand the importance of the lyrics. That’s true showmanship!
He seemed to relish the notion of two songs about women being scorned–”Wherever He Ain’t” and “So Long, Dearie.” He rendered them with just a tinge of spite, which added a bit of sparkle appropriate to the lyric but rarely delivered. A powerful urgency propelled “I Don’t Want to Know” and “I Am What I Am.” Both of them with messages Prickett seems too young to deliver so forcefully.
He concluded the evening in the only way that made sense: he asked everyone to join him in singing “The Best of Times.” Thanks to the band: Thomas Carley on bass, Ben Golder-Novick on reeds, and Nathan Repasz on drums. And thank you Macon Prickett for making this evening one of “he best of times!”

