(“I would have clapped if it were Monica Lewinsky,” I heard one woman quip, as she quickly returned to her seat.) It was for former President Bill Clinton. But this one wasn’t for the act we were all there to see. When a slight, grey haired man surrounded by security guards entered the stalls, almost everyone rose to their feet for the first standing ovation of the night. Nobody was looking at their phones, seeing as they were all snug and secure in magnetized Yondr pouches. Young men in sequined tuxedo jackets rushed to grab last minute drinks from the bar, seat mates-strangers a few minutes before-started excitedly introducing themselves to each other, and a woman in Row E took a hairbrush to her extensions.
Last night around 8:30 P.M., New York’s Radio City Music Hall was packed and thrumming with energy.
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