I remember the first time I saw Andre Daquigan (who plays Marvello, one of Merce’s love interests). It was the sticky summer of 1987. I’d just moved to New York to go to the American Musical and Dramatic Academy, and there was a party on the roof of the Beacon Hotel, where some of the students lived. I was 19, illegally sipping on a cheap beer (or possibly a wine cooler?), and there was this mullet-haired Filipino dude sitting in the corner by himself with a guitar, playing “Is It Okay If I Call You Mine” from Fame. Well! I adored Fame at the time (still do–ask me to do my Coco Hernandez impersonation sometime), so I went over and sang with him a bit. In the next four semesters of school, Andre was often in his own world, juggling in the corner when we were supposed to be rehearsing. We nicknamed him, “The Weird One.” By the last semester of school, Dre and I were great friends and roommates. All these years later, he’s still my pal, and one of my favorite people to watch musicals with. A straight dude who loves Sondheim!
Meet this terrific guy, in his own words:
“I’m from the town of Milpitas, Ca. It is currently in the middle of Silicon Valley, but when I was growing up, it was still a sleepy little suburb surrounded by dusty green hills and orchards. I got my first taste of the stage performing a junior high school melodrama whose title escapes me. The one thing I remember clearly was that I spent the whole play disguised as an old woman, only to reveal myself as the long lost hero in the second act. Thunderous applause and hilarity ensued. Having brought the house down, its’ a wonder that was my only foray into drag.
“I arrived in New York City in 1987 to attend the American Musical and Dramatic Academy, or ‘SCAMDA’ as we students sometimes referred to it.
“After graduation I had every intention of earning my chops performing on the classical stage. Wednesday mornings arrived and I circled every Shakespearean audition in Backstage. If a script had thee, thou or a wonton harlot in it, I vowed to be seen. Needless to say, I couldn’t get arrested.
“Luckily, my skill set included being able to sing sixteen bars and do a semi-passable double pirouette. So began a decade of performing in the musical theatre.
“My twenties were spent traveling Europe and the U.S. in every combination of bus, truck and van that you can imagine. Performing in the European tour of HAIR was probably my favorite, but playing a Chinese railroad worker, a Mexican drug dealer and a mentally challenged scarecrow were just a few of the roles that paid the bills and kept me living out of a suitcase.
“There comes a time in most performer’s lives when the siren song of stability calls. Fortunately when I decided to hang up my lucky audition mock-turtleneck and trade it in for another career, I had another life long passion waiting in the wings. Ever since I was a latch key kid starting dinner for my working mother, cooking good food had always been an obsession. This obsession became my second career as I learned to cook professionally and eventually graduated from the Culinary Institute of America.
“I did stints as diverse as working behind the scenes at the Food Network, working the line at the Four Seasons Hotel in NYC, being the personal chef for Harrison Ford’s family and teaching cooking classes in brownstone Brooklyn. As a chef I finally found my culinary home at God’s Love We Deliver.
“Charles asked those of us involved in Merce what our connection to HIV was. As a straight male actor working in the theatre I often felt like a minority in a bigger, more fabulous minority. In so many ways, it was through my gay friends and fellow performers that my ideas of humor, art and creativity were shaped. Many of them also taught me what it was to survive in the face of adversity. In the theatre world the specter of epidemic was never hypothetical. The front lines of the crisis were inherited by my generation, and its effects have been felt for my entire adult life. Friends have been lost, mourned and given tribute.
“I started my involvement with God’s Love We Deliver as a volunteer between acting gigs. I told friends that no matter what kind of mood I was in, I always felt better after working my shift in the kitchen. God’s Love started in the mid 80’s feeding people suffering from HIV/AIDS. The organization has grown dramatically over the years. Its mission now is to improve the health of men, women and children living with HIV/AIDS, cancer and other serious illnesses by alleviating hunger and malnutrition. We prepare over a million meals a year to clients who are too sick to cook for themselves. Our services are provided free of charge. We believe that food is medicine, and that food prepared with love is essential in that healing. The volunteers I’ve worked with for almost fifteen years have helped teach me these lessons. Ask many of them their reasons for giving so much time and effort, and the echoes of lost loved ones ring clarion. Tribute is given through the making of food by many hands.
“When Charles asked me to be a part of this project I balked a little at first. I hadn’t performed in years. There had to be younger, more handsome boys to play the role of Marvello. But then Charles said I’d always been his first choice and I could play it as big as I dared. He’d tell me when to rein it in. I immediately began channeling a combination of my mother and a gold digging chorus boy.
“As an actor, what’s more appealing than working with someone you trust and respect? Charles’ vision of Merce is at once timely and gut-bustingly funny, and his artistic life as a person with HIV has been an inspiration.
“The other night my wife and I were following our daughter’s co-ed and inclusive scout troop down Park Slope’s Fifth Avenue. The troop was marching for the third year in Brooklyn’s Gay Pride Parade. As the crowd cheered for the children in their uniforms, I felt in touch with a different sense of “pride.” It is my hope that my daughter’s generation will look at the bigotry of the past as a relic of history. It is my wish that they grow up to accept that love has many shapes, many voices, many faces and colors. It is in their acceptance for each other that we will find what’s best in our humanity.
Thanks, Chuck, for giving me acceptance and opportunity, and for allowing me to share in your creative vision.”
Thank you, Dre, for being a big-hearted man, a wonderful actor and a great friend.