The same joke, an ocean away:
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The same joke, an ocean away:
Continue reading “The Fuccbois in the Band”
About 30 minutes into Breaking, a realization dawned on your boy:
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An unresearched, armchair, modern history of what I like to call the afterture, or: when the end of the plot isn’t the end of the musical.
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When American theatergoers first visit London, they tend to report back on one crucial difference:
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On average, plays are talky as fuck.
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Remember when two different theater companies simultaneously decided to stage (restage?) James Baldwin and William Buckley’s 1965 debate?
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A window into how my brain works:
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Remember my obsession with the corporeal simplicity of The Ocean at the End of the Lane’s final image?
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The Ocean at the End of the Lane: my favorite use of stagehands ever??
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Andrew Lloyd Webber is a terrorist.
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