Jan. 11, 1976—After a Boston preview and a one-month run at the Kennedy Center, Pacific Overtures premiered at Broadway’s Winter Garden Theatre. It was another success d’estime, but hardly a blockbuster, by Stephen Sondheim, closing after 193 performances.
Starting
in the 1960s, twentysomething John Weidman worked on the story, about how
the "black ship" of Commodore Matthew Calbraith Perry's East
India Squadron ended more than two centuries of isolation from non-Dutch Westerners
imposed by Japan's shogunate.
But after toiling
on this straight drama for years, producer Harold Prince told Weidman he saw wider
possibilities for opening it up, particularly as a musical in collaboration
with Sondheim.
Though the
show’s title came from a letter sent by Commodore Perry, it appealed to
Sondheim’s interest in wordplay and ambiguity. The U.S. naval leader meant the
phrase to signal peaceful gestures toward diplomacy (absurd on its face,
considering that Perry trained guns on the populace during “negotiations”). But
for Sondheim, it also meant an opening through music (“overtures”) of two
nations separated by an ocean (the Pacific).
If not
quite a 21st-century “clash of civilizations,” the encounter certainly
changed both races. And it startled both the creators of the show and its
American viewers in that bicentennial year—who, if they heard of Commodore
Perry at all, would have associated him with the kind of triumphalism displayed
by Samuel Eliot Morison in his 1967 biography, Ol’ Bruin.
(For a more modern and objective perspective on these events, you might want to turn to Peter Booth Wiley’s 1990 history, Yankees in the Land of the Gods.)
In the
Seventies, each show that Sondheim and Prince, had
already mounted (Company, Follies, A Little Night Music, The
Frogs) stretched the boundaries of the American musical. But
this topped it all.
The
all-male cast (an issue that Sondheim and Prince eventually revisited) was the
least of it. The plot would be seen entirely through non-Western eyes: two
Japanese friends caught (and made the scapegoats for) the ensuring epic
national transition, through the conventions of Kabuki (a form of Japanese
theater).
And
Sondheim had set himself the task of writing the score within quasi-Japanese
style of parallel 4ths, without any leading-tone or pentatonic scale. The whole
thing proved unexpectedly, devilishly difficult.
(Nearly 30
years later, at the Roundabout Theater Company’s 2004 revival at Studio 54,
Prince and Sondheim would live to witness the logical conclusion of their wish
that the action be viewed through foreign eyes, as the musical was directed
this time by Amon Miyamoto.)
As with
most of those pre-workshop days of musical theater, changes were made on the
fly, with deadlines bearing down on everyone. In getting ready the Kennedy
Center production, Sondheim told one actor that his big number would be
replaced with “Chrysanthemum Tea,” a song with four verses that needed to be
memorized in three days!
In addition, “Welcome to Kanagawa,” Sondheim wrote in Finishing the Hat: Collected Lyrics (1954-1981), was “the most annoyingly problematic song I’ve ever written. With each revival of Pacific Overtures I rewrite it and with each revival it fails to be funny.”
The wonder
is that everything turned out as well as it did. Sondheim himself claimed to the end of his life that “Someone in a Tree” was the favorite of
all his songs: “I like the swing and relentlessness of the music and the poetic
Orientalism of the lyrics, but what I love is its ambition, its attempt to
collapse past, present and future into one packaged song form.”
For more
than 40 years, this was the Sondheim musical with which I was least familiar. I
never heard the whole thing with lyrics, and had to make do with an orchestral
suite arranging its seven “dances” or songs through a 1985 Book-of-the-Month Club collection of his work.
Then this
week, in preparing this post, I came across this YouTube clip of the 1976 production, which ended up being shown then on Japanese television.
The
Kennedy Center staged Pacific Overtures again as part of its 2001-2002 Sondheim
Festival. But I think that producing it at this time would be the last thing
that current management would consider.
A show
about—let’s face it—imperialism, would not sit well with a chauvinistic,
saber-rattling administration that effectively dictates policy and governance
to a cultural institution once largely insulated from it.

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