Just try to take your eyes off illusionist Ray Anderson when he's holding the stage at Esther's Pool. It's damn near a physical impossibility. If he doesn't transfix you with some of his "how did he do that" legerdemain, this slyly suave performer will entrance you with his dancer's grace and effortless charm. Whether he's sawing assistant Cindy Wood in half or doing a discofied disappearing act, Anderson's moves are so smooth and his enthusiasm for his artistry so infectious, he's like the Fred Astaire of stage magic. Like that master dancer, Anderson captivates so that you not only can't take your eyes off him, you don't even want to try.
