For most of his last four decades, the composer and stage director Tom O'Horgan, who died in Florida on January 11, occupied a rambling loft on the corner of Broadway and East 13th Street. The magic of the place is hard to convey. Because Tom was an accumulator, it was crammed full—first and foremost, full of the friends and colleagues with whom he always surrounded himself. Granting that most of my few visits there were for holiday parties or other special events, I never recall seeing fewer than a dozen people crowded into the space—more often, there were between 20 and 40, after which the lack of oxygen made guests... More >>>