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I played her daughter (Kate Zbornak) who was about to be married off. She never said another thing the rest of any day unless it was to give a directorial note. I got one as she opened the set’s front door to greet me/my character and moved in for a hug; “Don’t put your arms around my neck.” I made sure not to get another.
People always ask the same question about any celebrity I work with; “Is she/he nice?” I’ve asked it myself. In this case I would have to say no. We have no real right to want the people we admire to be approachable but it certainly makes working with them a lot easier. I’ve known perfectly despicable people who could be worked with. In those cases, people aren’t usually doing their best work-especially if it’s supposed to be comedy. I always hated those “trust exercises” in acting class but the point didn’t go unappreciated.
In Bea Arthur’s defense, I was just one more actress in a long line of guest cast members who drifted through the many pioneering shows she starred in. Situation comedy never being my strong suit, I probably wasn’t even a very good guest-cast member. But it wasn't just me. As far as I could tell, everyone got short shrift and a few got shorter. At the very least she had a lack of patience or compassion for anyone on the set. I spent time wondering what it would take to find her good side. I spent time making sure I didn’t cover it up with a downstage hugging arm. I made sure my deodorant was working, my breath was sweet.
Maybe she was going through menopause. Maybe her dog (if she had one) had died that week. Maybe it was a one-off. Maybe she was cheerful and gay the rest of the time. She may have felt my reticence toward her. In a later episode, Dorothy’s daughter was played by another actress. That actress and I have never compared notes. Maybe I was just unavailable for that episode.
I haven’t spent a lot of time thinking of her or my Golden Girls experience. Her coldness made it hard to be my best. It created dis-ease, was the beginning of my inability to feel good about myself in the business of acting. I admired her brilliant and hilarious work in spite of her manners, my experience. I’ve just always been a sensitive plant.

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LJP: Do you really hurt yourself on stage?
AS: Oh yeah, that’s cool though. Everything heals incredibly rapidly for some strange reason. I get really heavy welts on my leg, bruises and the whole trip. It does a three day number. It goes from red to blue to better. See the cuts on the face? (He indicated the lack of scarring made from a previous slice made with a safety pin.)
LJP: How do you think you affect people who come to see you?
AS: It’s like when you’re walking around feeling really unsure of yourself, you don’t believe in yourself and then you see somebody else doing the same thing you’ve been thinking about so suddenly you don’t feel so alone any longer. You start thinking maybe I’m not as crazy as I think I am. There’s another nut like you. And then you see three nuts and four nuts and five nuts doing the same thing and suddenly you’re just dull. First you thought you were crazy and then you thought Oh well I’m just a genius and then you just realize how dull you are. I think it makes people feel better to know that somebody else is not only in that same place but is showing it right up there on stage. I think it cools them out. It’s like when you get turned on to a painting or a book or a piece of musing and you’re wandering around hearing those sounds and seeing those pictures in your head and you think; Hey I better go check into the nearest loony asylum.
LJP: Did you ever do that?
AS: No. No, you ain’t getting’ me into one of those things. Never. What a bore. What a fucking bore and a waste of time. You might as well walk around in the street being crazy instead of being shut up in one of those places. That’s why I’m never going to do anything too serious. I just don’t want to have to deal with cops and all that shit. It would really be a bummer to try and kill yourself and not pull it off because you’d wake up and you’d see the overhead light and the green.
LJP: Has anyone ever tried to hurt you during a performance?
AS: Oh yeah. Sure. Everything was thrown at me; punches, chairs, bottles, cigarettes, instruments, you name it.
LJP: Did you ever get hurt?
AS: No. I just dodge it as it comes. Oh yeah, I got slow one day. I got smacked in the head.
The other night a girl came and took her shirt off for the duration of the act.
LJP: What other kinds of things happen?
AS: She once tried to split her head open. She got drunk and she was dancing and she got crazier and crazier as the gig progressed. Then she just started smashing her head against the wall and I tried to stop her. I finally thought I had her. She was on the ground. I was singing to her on the floor and she just looked……she was bleeding all over the place she’d split her head. Then she got up and she went at it again. Jumped right up and ran right into the wall. I was full of blood.
LJP: Are you always so aggressive toward your audience when you perform?
AS: Who’s aggressive? I thought I was being really cute. The ones who find me really aggressive are tho ones who finally come around to really loving it or feeling it. In the old days when we would perform, we used to be able to clear out a hundred people but now it’s the opposite. People are coming. It’s going the other way, which has just happened over the past year. Before, It was a bummer to be an artist and be in rock and roll at the same time, but it’s getting there. The scenes are pushing to hard at each other it’s ironical, I think. There’s finally an intermingling. The Heartbreakers, for instance, even though they’re not going out and looking for another scene, they are picking it up because they’re closer to it being around CBGB’S, being in that neighborhood, being around various new kinds of people. If they were aware of other things, The Heartbreakers for instance coming out and doing a fifties trip with some kind of electronics, can you imagine? That group would be the most incredible thing in the world. But they just stay into whatever their format is so they’ll just be greasers. I can only take the bands now, the way they are, for the first few minutes, then to really get off, I start fantasizing about what they could be. The truth of the matter is that everyone, including myself, is such a moron.
New Yorkers are great though…they’re the toughest and the warmest.
----Lisa Persky
