Mark G. Meadows is demonstrating the formal bow that he’d imagined actors take at the end of a performance. He slips one arm behind his back and the other across his waist and leans forward stiffly, as if greeting his dancing partner at a fancy ball in, say, the 1880s.
It’s funny to watch, and he knows it, but he’s had to learn better, and quickly. Meadows is starring in a musical at Signature Theatre, “Jelly’s Last Jam,” a first for him in every way. The curtain-call thing — like most of the conventions of acting — was completely foreign to this up-and-coming jazz pianist and composer. He’s hardly ever even attended a musical, let alone headlined one.
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