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Brooklyn Rail remembers Harold Pinter

In News, Plays on February 24, 2009 at 2:29 AM

Check out this great memorial to the great Harold Pinter, where New York playwrights respond to specific plays in Pinter’s canon.

(I cover “The Lover”)



“FAIT ACCOMPLI” @ HERE Arts Center, February 22 @ 7:00p (final night!

In Plays, Schedule on February 24, 2009 at 2:24 AM

With the latest sonic technology at his disposal, comic marvel Reggie Watts moves through various scenarios in a kaleidoscopic mélange of supernatural musical outbursts and abstract comedic monologues. Co-created and directed by Tommy Smith — who previously collaborated with Reggie on the experimental theatricals Disinformation and Transition- Fait Accompli is a workshop of discovery, where Reggie will perform a completely different set of musical material every night of the run.

“Nakedly entertaining!  Watts, with his cloud of black hair and surprisingly beautiful voice, is loads of fun to watch … Wouldn’t it be strange if this is what the future of theatre looks like?” –Variety

RADIO PLAY @ Ars Nova, February 20 & 21 @ 8:00p

In Plays, Schedule on February 24, 2009 at 1:29 AM


“In this world premiere, downtown impresarios Reggie Watts and Tommy Smith bring together a group of actors, musicians and sound effects artists to create a sonic entertainment modeled after the radio programs of yesteryear. Bits of text, dialogue, soundscapes, musical themes, songs and stories collide on a non-temporal, quasi-political, pop-cultural, completely-unique wavelength.”

Ars Nova is at
511 West 54th Street
54th Street, just West of 10th Ave
N/R/Q/W to 57th St; A/C/B/D/1 to 59th St; C/E to 50th St

Sometimes you’ll be so beautifully opposed

In Uncategorized on February 24, 2009 at 1:27 AM

Sometimes you’ll be so beautifully opposed: Should I Marry Him? or I Want That Dress.  Sometimes your vanity overrides your sense of well-being and now look at yourself: Sequins and spangles and bright pink bows in your matted country hair, and thinking as men in white tuxes tax your costume with wild animal eyes I Should Buy A Mirror. And later, running in three-inch heels, you broke your ankle and fell into the arms of a man: Stout, muscular, with hair that could sail ships.  You forgot life was a Restoration Comedy.  You forgot all these entrances and exits and doors slamming in rapid succession have been scripted.  If you squint your eyes you can see the Prompter, sitting in his box, waiting for you to Fuck Up so his life can have purpose.  Who said it wasn’t going to be lonely?  Who could predict that Earthquake that destroyed Downtown but only knocked an old bottle off your broken refrigerator?  The older you get, the less you believe in tragedy.  Things happen: Things happen.  Yesterday morning, you stared outside and contemplated how the sky got blue.  Your former lover called and asked how the disease was going.  Oh Fine, you replied, and sat around until it got dark.

Here is the first post.

In Uncategorized on February 24, 2009 at 1:24 AM

This is the very first thing I’m typing on this.

Hopefully I will figure out this program.