I normally attack theater from the review flank. I use my insight to take you, the possible audience member, into the “reality” of what a theatrical event may be like – without you having to actually be part of the reality. I try to express…
This is an apology. An online mea culpa. I take the proverbial cat o’nine tails and self flagellate. This is an open apology to the great Zenobia Lassiter. Last week, I posted an interview and diatribe against her brilliant new work, Pussy. Yes, I said…
I remember living in the “80s”. It was the time of Wham! and Careless Whisper. It was the time of Broadway’s Les Miserables and Big River. Sadly, it was also the time of Ronald Reagan and Jerry Fallwell and his “Moral Majority”. The reason I…