There is no preaching to the choir when it comes to considering reparations, because there is no choir. It’s a lonely act.
Each time we stumbled across a new challenge, we took note of how we could prepare for it in the future. Such is the reality of doing something new — you don’t know until you know, and once you do you never make the same mistake twice.
I was hired to perform as a sort of Vanna White car model at an auto show in New Hampshire. I had to memorize 2 pages of facts about a new model of Subaru, which I repeated over and over into a mic in an alluring manner while walking around gesturing at the car.
The other morning, Lila woke up and her first question was “Mama, how do you start to write a musical?” which, I admit, made me feel proud.
Nowadays I’m less interested in causing maybe a huge stir or making something achingly beautiful on the whole. Now it’s more like: take a sizable hunk out of the corner somewhere and maddeningly chew.
What, for the theater, are our tablecloths, forks, spoons, plates and bowls that maybe aren’t actually serving us anymore? Is how we are making theater and performance the best way it could exist, or is there a better version?
I grew up in a yellow house in West Seneca, NY, a suburb of Buffalo. My bedroom window was on the second floor in between the windows of my sisters, though I am the youngest, with a huge maple tree in front of it that made me feel like I lived in a treehouse.
“Money is not the root of all evil. The love of money is the root of all evil.” We need money, but money is not the only way to define our value.
Editor’s Note: Jason Tseng attended a long-table discussion following a recent performance of Pillowtalk and provided the following response. Future long-tables will be held on January 18th and January 25th. I have had the opportunity to track the development of Kyoung Park’s Pillowtalk – from its first public
Jeremy M. Barker and Matthew Goulish discuss Every house has a door’s “The Three Matadores”
Aw man. I wish I was a kick ass Trumpet player or something.
Editors Note: We caught up with Alice Pencavel, who has written a few wonderful pieces for this very publication and now has a show coming up in the United Solo Festival on Tuesday, October 18th. Where did you grow up and how did you end