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Well, I - or extensions of me - have been showing up elsewhere online.

In the one that I was expecting, and had mentioned before, the interview I did with Jon Stancato of Stolen Chair Theatre Company is now up at ArtRadio: WPS1.org -- you can hear it HERE.

I think this is a pretty good half-hour discussion (they thankfully cut the 30 second lull where I went up on anything to say, having jumped to the "finale" question five minutes too early). It mainly works because Jon is so together in talking about his company and their work - I just have to suggest something slightly and he goes off into talking quite articulately about it, and without sounding "prepared."

As for me, Berit just cracked up on hearing my intro, saying that I had completely gone over-the-top into "NPR-land," and that I sounded like I was in one of those Alec Baldwin SNL sketches about the "Schwetty Balls." Yeah, true. I think I was a hair nervous to start, and put on a "radio voice" to feel comfortable doing this (it's not a Firesign Theatre voice, but it comes from the same part of my brain that pulls out those voices and characters so easily). I get looser and sound more like myself as the program goes on. Though Berit also points out my annoying "you know" vocal tic. Ugh.

I was worried immediately after the recording that I had "inserted" myself into the discussion too much, which was supposed to be about Stolen Chair, of course, but as Jon had specifically asked me to do this as a fellow theatre artist, I felt I had to turn it into a discussion a few times rather than a straight "interview." Still, I was really uncomfortable about it right after the recording, but listening to it now, it seems like just about the right amount of me in proportion to Jon.

I wince a bit at the way I say I've been doing this much longer than Jon, 10 years, and he notes that he's been doing it for 6, which isn't so much of a difference - but I think I was including in my head the 8 or 9 years or dithering around as solely an actor and techie-for-hire before I got myself together to start producing and directing my own shows, which he (smartly) never went through. I still felt like "the old guy" who took forever to get himself even slightly together (and still really isn't) talking to the younger guy who was really together right out of the gate and is on his way to bigger things.

In the end, a nice piece about Stolen Chair, I think.

To my surprise, one of my snow photos of Gravesend, Brooklyn wound up in a post at a favorite Brooklyn site, The Gowanus Lounge.

Then I was surprised to find my digital camera videos getting more hits than expected on YouTube. Not much, but not what I expected just from posting them here. Turns out they had also wound up in a post at Gowanus Lounge. Nice.

I've seen five people thus far in auditions (and, amazingly, all good thus far) - seeing more tomorrow and Saturday. Today, Wednesday, and Thursday, I'm lighting and acting in a short video for Daniel McKleinfeld. I think I'm coming down with something (I have an odd-feeling throat, as does Berit - she thought it was just from working long hours in the moldy basement of Walkerspace, but it's looking less likely), so I should stay well away from auditioners and fellow actors.

And I have to get to work on Penny Dreadful. Let alone finish with casting my shows. How did I get this busy right now? I was supposed to be able to leisurely get my shows together right about now . . .

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Good auditions today for Ambersons. Seeing more people tomorrow and on Tuesday. Now, home alone (with cats), enjoying downtime. Might as well clean out the bin of things I've been wanting to share . . .

First, the link to an article I enjoyed at Neatorama on the evolution of car logos.

Next, fun aboard the Starship Enterprise, as that 1960s view of the future is combined with another 60s icon to surprisingly appropriate effect . . .

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Enjoy.

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Long day today that involved a lot more slogging around in snow in a very heavy winter coat for long periods of time than I had anticipated (or certainly wanted).

It was, however, kinda pretty most of the time, even while I was sore and annoyed.

This is the second recent snow that has come down in big, puffy, soft flakes that blow attractively and collect softly. I think this has maybe happened only twice before (if that) in the nearly 7 years B & I have lived out here. Brooklyn doesn't quite always look as I think many of my family, friends, and other out-of-town readers may think it does.

It was lovely again on Avenue S when I went out to the Duane Reade on an errand this morning . . .
More Snow on S

And also on East 2nd Street . . .
Snow Down 2nd Street

But I was still not all that happy about walking around in the stuff . . .
IWH in Snow

I was cranky, but I thought the neighborhood looked nice from the subway platform . . .
Snow in Gravesend

And, zoning out on the F Train, I looked out and felt myself flying over Brooklyn. I hadn't tried out the video mode on the Xmas Camera yet, so I decided to do so and attempt to capture the flying feeling of zooming over McDonald Avenue . . .

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Once in Tribeca, I was sent off on an errand that wound up being, for the first part, a wild-goose chase as I walked up and down Broadway from Walker Street to 4th Street and back, finding one (pitiful) item out of six or seven needed. I was achy and unhappy, but a Broadway Snowman in Soho cheered me up . . .
Broadway Snowman

And once the show was up and running, and my box office duties were complete, I was able to leave Walkerspace and go home -- and as I hit Walker and Church, there was one of those views that bring back years and years of NYC memories, and songs, and feelings, and make me feel oh so good about living here sometimes . . .
Driving Me Backwards

Sometime in December of 1987, I went out and bought Brian Eno's albums Here Come the Warm Jets and Taking Tiger Mountain (by strategy). I hadn't heard any of the songs from either, but I was familiar with his following two "song" albums, so I thought I should get the first ones. I decided to listen to them for the first time while on an evening walk - I was trying to lose weight by walking at least 90 minutes an evening; I'd bring two CDs and my immense, heavy, early-model Sony Discman, walk away from my dorm for the length of one record and return with the other.

So I started up Warm Jets and started out from Washington Square South.

When I hit Canal Street and Broadway, walking West, "Driving Me Backwards" came on, and music and view came together suddenly in a perfect synthesis. It pretty much looked like the photo above, but more so - more steam, more mist, more shafts of light, more reflections. And that, with the insistent piano driving the slowly-grinding song, sparse but wide, seemed to connect the NYC I was now living in with all those images from the movies I had seen for years. Most of all, I felt like I had walked into Taxi Driver. Scary, but alive.

Then, the beautiful "On Some Faraway Beach" came on as I walked around some beautiful buildings in Tribeca, and the spell changed.

A couple of years later, I got Eno's book of lyrics (with paintings by Russell Mills), More Dark Than Shark (but one deadly fin), and he doesn't say much about "Driving Me Backward," but I was surprised to see he does say that when he saw the film Taxi Driver (the song predates the film by 2 years), he felt a kinship to this song in the film . . .

Ohohohohohohoh oh

Doo doo doo doo doo doo dah

I'll be there.

Oh driving me backwards

Kids like me

Gotta be crazy

Moving me forwards

You must think that I'm lazy

Meet my relations

All of them

Grinning like facepacks

Such sweet inspirations

Curl me up

A flag in an icecap

Now I've found a sweetheart

Treats me good just like an armchair

I try to think about nothing

Difficult

I'm most temperamental

I gave up my good living

Typical

I'm almost sentimental

Ah Luana's black reptiles

Sliding around

Make chemical choices

And she responds as expected

To the only sound

Hysterical voices

And you - you're driving me backwards

Kids like me have gotta be crazzzzzy i-i-i-i-i-i-i

Doo doo doo dodoo dodah I'll be there

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Out most of the day helping out on Cat's Cradle, which opened tonight, though I really wanted to be at home dealing with my own shows, which still need casting attention that I've been behind on as I've been helping out on other peoples' things. Sent out a bulk email quickly to 17 people who had expressed interest in the shows before I left, came home after running box for the show to 11 responses in my inbox, and have been making appointments. Now have 4 confirmed for times tomorrow, Sunday, and Tuesday.

No kitty pictures again this week. Need to spend time and get some good ones. Snow pictures and videos of the day coming up in a separate post. Tired . . . just want to list the songs playing and put up the photos.

Here's what's coming up out of 24,354 in the iPod today . . .

1. "Cherry & Raquel" - Igo Kanter & William Loose - Cherry, Harry & Raquel
2. "Break Time" - Dick Dale - Surfer's Guitar
3. "English Civil War" - The Clash - Give 'Em Enough Rope
4. "Bloodstains" - Agent Orange - Bloodstains 7" EP
5. "Dead Spot" - John Zorn & Naked City - Grand Guignol
6. "A Mellow Mood" - Floyd Morris - Soulin' vol. 1
7. "Listen to the Lyrics of This Song" - The Shoes - Nederbeat The B-Sides 1
8. "A Horse With No Name" - America -Those Classic Golden Years 08
9. "Elevator Man" - Kaleidoscope - Side Trips
10. "Let Her Go Into the Darkness" - Jonathan Richman - You Must Ask the Heart

Next, an annoyingly image-intense photo and video entry to make those with slow computers curse . . .

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1. Still casting for the June-August shows - got a lot of great connections through the actors already cast. Haven't been able to actually do anything with these connections except send out a form email saying, basically, "I'm really busy until Wednesday at the earliest, but I DO want to meet with you and I'll be in touch about it around then." I could be doing this now, I guess, but I need some personal time right now.

2. I need this as the last few days have been a bit nutso, though ultimately rewarding and not as much of a pain at all as I thought they'd be. Friday was the Notes from Underground opening and party at The Brick. I was hoping to set up a bit for Penny Dreadful on Saturday, but that proved to be impossible at the time - the show and the party were kind of more important at the moment, and needed to be handled.

Didn't see the show (maybe this weekend) but the party was great. At least the start of it. I left early as I had to be back early the next day.

Saturday was Penny Dreadful tech from 8.30 am to 4.30 pm. Longer than usual, but it was very difficult with the restrictions of doing it in the Notes set - as in, Notes is done entirely with practicals and there are no stage lights focused there. So I focused and moved some lights and wound up with six instruments with which I could light the show, including a scroller so I could have some color variation. And it wound up looking lovely, actually, even without the footlights which I had been thinking of as the trademark of the Penny Dreadful "look" - with the audience on all four sides of the playing space, there was no way to use the floor-mount birdies without blinding the viewers. And, of course, I couldn't actually see the show while I was running it because of the setup.

It was nerve-wracking to run the show blind, relying on an audio monitor (which had trouble with soft lines of dialogue), a video monitor (from one corner angle, not seeing all of the playing area), and Adam, the director, shining a flashlight up at the booth to indicate when scene changes had been fully accomplished. But it ran well. I made two sound cue screw-ups, one minor which no one but me and Adam would notice, one major (to me) that no one did notice apparently, but stabbed me in the heart because the moment was so much better with the correct sound cue (thing to ALWAYS watch for when using CD players with Auto-Cue - advancing to the next track at the same time as the machine is doing the same thing, putting you one track off where you think you are; Berit, about the best board op you'll find, notes that she's made this mistake more times than she'd care to admit, and that it accounts for the vast majority of sound errors she makes).

Sunday, I had to cover for Berit as stage manager/board op on 3800 Elizabeth while she made props for Cat's Cradle and Hiroshima. This also went well, and was moderately stress-free, apart from the live commercial that Gyda Arber and I did towards the end of the program - 3800 Elizabeth, being a sitcom, has commercial breaks. So far, these had been parody commercials made on video by Art Wallace and projected in the appropriate places, but creator Aaron Baker has wanted real commercials for local businesses to be done live in there too, and we had our first sale recently, so Gyda and I did the spot, which I had in my head vaguely for a couple of weeks and wrote down quickly for Gyda less than an hour before doing it.

Here's what we did . . . )



3800 Elizabeth - Aaron, Michael, Iracel, Peter
Aaron Baker directs Michael Criscuolo, Iracel Rivero, and Peter Handy.

And that was fun. And I came home to find Berit cheery in her prop building for once - she was pleased that the creators of the first atomic bomb (she had to build a miniature replica) had made it approximately the shape and of a 1-liter plastic soda bottle, making her life much easier for a bit.

Yesterday was the load-in for Cat's Cradle, and I was there to get the video and some sound working and do whatever I could to help. Load-ins are often long, sloggy, unpleasant days, but this wound up being fast, and pleasant and fun and light. A good crew seems to keep it all light, even when wanting to scream about not having as many working dimmers as they had been told. Timothy Reynolds helped me in particular, handling most of the ladder work that he's good at (and I'm not) while I ran around buying cables and adaptors I needed and getting certain things ready.

Cat's Cradle - Edward, Art, & Timothy
Edward Einhorn and Art Wallace, who declared 10 years ago that Edward was "his evil nemesis," put aside their differences to peel up tape from the set floor. Timothy Reynolds smiles at this show of indie theatre brotherhood.

So, long day, yes, but fun, mostly. I had too much coffee and too many donuts and got a classic "tummy ache," abated eventually by a meatball hero and some ginger ale. Got the video working. All good. All fine. OK! I have to go back later today for some tweaks and to install a mic stand on the set's podium. I also have to drive out to Ikea in New Jersey to pick up a table for Hiroshima and go to BJ's Shopping Club in the Gateway Plaza for concession supplies. But I'm trying to put that off till tomorrow.

3. Videos of note that I've seen and wanted to pass on . . .

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4. Alain Robbe-Grillet died. I'd be a liar if I didn't say I was more familiar with his influence than his work (apart from the amazing script for Last Year at Marienbad), but that influence is large. Large enough for me to have been daunted in actually delving into the work. Maybe I will now. Lovely tributes from Glenn Kenny and Tim Lucas.

That's it for now. Back to work. Or at least, breakfast.

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Said most of what I have to say in the big post from late last night. On the plate: my four shows, Bryan Enk and Matt Gray's Penny Dreadful, Edward Einhorn's Cat's Cradle, oh, right, and Aaron Baker's 3800 Elizabeth, which I'm going to have to help in taking over the management of as Berit will be house managing for Edward most of the next month.

Got about three hours of sleep - woke up early, restless, just as Berit decided to come to bed, which woke me up more, and too much to drop off again. I have to wake Berit up in a few hours, and go off to The Brick a couple hours after that, but maybe I'll get a little more sleep in. I hope.

The iPod's at 23,913 songs now, so what comes up on random?

1. "Man in the Middle" - Arnold Corns (aka David Bowie and others) - Rarities 1965-1980
2. "Don't Make a Sound" - Kate - Circus Days vol. 6
3. "Everyday People" - Peggy Lee - Ultra-Lounge: On the Rocks, Pt. 2

Yes, Peggy Lee does Sly Stone. Bizarre.
4. "Cobra" - The Boys - Frolic Diner part 1
5. "Beat Trombone" - Armando Trovajoli - (Italian Girls Like) Ear-Catching Melodies
6. "International Flight" - David Snell -The Sound Gallery Volume Two
7. "The Lantern" - The Rolling Stones - Singles Collection: The London Years
8. "Painter of Women" - The Beau Brummels - Triangle
9. "Complication" - Monks - Black Monk Time
10. "Down In It" - Nine Inch Nails - Pretty Hate Machine

Well, that was going nice and morning-mellow until the Monks song showed up, though oddly the NIN song following was relatively calm again - not what I would have expected.

I'm pretty tapped out on good cat photos, it appears. We've taken a few hundred since we got the camera at Xmas - really - but the vast majority of them didn't come out well, or are near repeats of ones I've already posted. I have to work this coming week to get at least three good photos, one of Hooker, one of Moni, and one of the two of them.

Well, here's me and Hooker from a couple nights ago . . .

Hooker - Lap Cat

Nothing to see online right now it appears. Boring morning. Work done for now, have to wait for more later. Maybe I can sleep. If not, loud music.

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Still casting the shows. Glad I'm working this far in advance, as it's taking a while.

As mentioned previously, the August production of Harry in Love: A Manic Vaudeville (by Richard Foreman) has been fully cast.

Spell (original play to be created in collaboration with the company, also to go up in August) is mostly cast. Currently in: Moira Stone, Fred Backus, Alyssa Simon, Iracel Rivero, Rasha Zamamiri, Jorge Cordova, Olivia Baseman, Sammy Tunis, Jeanie Tse, and Liz Toft. I still need another woman who speaks a non-English language fluently - and it has to be a language that comes from a country with some kind of revolutionary movement in its past (I've gone through actresses that spoke Russian and German). Also waiting for a man I've asked to say yes or no. I may want another woman in it as well.

Most recent description of the show sent out to the last people I was asking to do the show:

It's about an American woman (Moira) who has apparently done some kind of horrible, murderous terrorist action in the USA, and is being interrogated, or maybe examined by doctors, to find out why she did it, and we watch her attempt at justifying her action in light of other "revolutionary" movements of the past. We're seeing it all inside her fragmented mind, however, so things are changing and sliding around all the time. She keeps changing the "Military Interrogator" back and forth to a "Doctor" in her head, and also keeps changing the sex of this person (Fred & Alyssa). She also keeps imagining herself as a man, a romantic, handsome young revolutionary, who comes out to defend her actions (Jorge). She is also haunted by three witches who seem to be out of Macbeth, but also maybe are the Three Fates, and also represent revolutionary activity of the past as they speak mainly in non-English languages - the witches are Cuban (Iracel), Palestinian (Rasha), and To-Be-Decided (actress-to-be-cast). She also has "flashbacks" to her life before terror, where she's always tormented by men in control of her life (all played by the same man to be cast), and sees herself as a number of different women of different kinds (Olivia, Sammy, Liz, Jeannie, and maybe another).

I've watched a few movies recently that have had some kind of inspiration for where this is going: Godard's Tout Va Bien, Ken Russell's The Devils, some Greenaway, and I'll get to INLAND EMPIRE again sometime soon.

This image seems inspirational for this show as well - John Heartfield's Hurrah, the Butter Is Finished! from 1935:

John Heartfield - Butter

(quote at bottom) Goering: "Iron has always made a nation strong, butter and lard have only made the people fat."

Songs that are in the playlist for Spell right now: "Children Go Where I Send Thee" - traditional, performed by Ralph Stanley; "Monkey Gone to Heaven" by Pixies; "Highway 61 Revisited" performed by PJ Harvey; "The Red Telephone" by Love; "Couldn't Hear Nobody Pray" - traditional, unknown performer; and "Just Another Day" by Brian Eno. And somewhat tangentially, "Folk Song" by Bongwater and "High Water" by Bob Dylan.

The other original August show is now being called Everything Must Go - previously the working title was Invisible Republic, but I always figured that would be a subtitle. It's now become apparent that Invisible Republic has become a "series title" for me like NECROPOLIS, with That's What We're Here For as the first part of the series.

Now in Everything Must Go are: Jai Catalano, Dina Rose Rivera, Gyda Arber, Maggie Cino, Jay Liebman, Amy Liszka, Patrick Cann, Julia C. Sun, Brandi Robinson, and Doua Moua. I'd like another two men in the company - I've asked one, and I'm going to audition another.

Most recent description sent out to cast about this one:

It's about the USA, capitalism, and advertising/selling. It takes place in an advertising agency, over the course of a day . . . and that's most of what I know about it. Jai plays The Big Boss, and everyone else works under him, from VPs down to clerks. I'm going to create the dialogue and movement around the actors I get - I'm asking certain people I want who feels right for the world of the show, who I think can move well - there will be a mix of actual dancers of various kinds and people who just move well, or who I know can move "right" - and we'll see how it goes. And that's probably all I can say about it right now. I have music in mind, and dances and movement, and a bit of structure, but I can't do anything else until I have the performers.

Songs to probably be used in the show: "Jimmy Carter" by Electric Six; "Slug" by Passengers; "Down at McDonnellz" by Electric Six; "Dry Bones" performed by The Four Lads; "Transylvanian Concubine" by Rasputina; "Laughing" by Pere Ubu; "Not Yet Remembered" by Harold Budd & Brian Eno; "The Coo Coo Bird" performed by Clarence "Tom" Ashley; "Episode of Blonde" by Elvis Costello; "Theme One" by George Martin; and "Back of a Truck" by Regina Spector.

I've watched a couple of inspirational movies here, too -- Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris, All That Jazz, and in some strange way Wong Kar-Wai's 2046 all had something to give.

Oh, and this show also has a particularly inspirational collage image, Richard Hamilton's work from 1956 (though the authorship is disputed), Just What Is It that Makes Today's Homes So Different, So Appealing?:

Richard Hamilton - Today's Homes

And that's the August shows. Now as to the June show, The Magnificent Ambersons by Orson Welles: A Reconstruction for the Stage . . . this is a casting pain!

I've got nine people set (besides myself) for this one, and still need another 11. I'll be auditioning four people I know of now, and I've asked another person who hasn't answered, but that leaves a lot more to look for. Hard to get people for this it seems.

Currently in: Timothy McCown Reynolds, Stephen Heskett, Shelley Ray, Walter Brandes, Ivanna Cullinan, Rebecca Collins, Amy Liszka, Linda Blackstock, and Aaron Baker.

In the morning, I'll send an email out to the people already cast in all shows asking for suggestions of people they know, like, and trust I should meet for the remaining parts - I usually wind up getting good people that way.

And that's it for the shows for today. Tomorrow, a little work on them in the morning, then over to The Brick to prepare for Penny Dreadful and the opening night party for Notes from Underground. Another day.

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Well, that was a long day.

Spent the morning on the computer doing show stuff -- we're now finally fully cast for Harry in Love for August, that is me, Josephine Cashman, Walter Brandes, Ken Simon, Tom Reid, and Darius Stone. This is a hell of a cast and really great for the show and all parts, so I'm ecstatic there. More people in and sending schedules for the other shows, some people not in. Looking for others.

Then Berit and I went driving around Brooklyn shopping for props for the UTC#61 shows. Well, it was better than if we'd gone out in the snow yesterday, but not by much at first . . .

Rainy Day Plymouth

It turned out to be heavier rain than I'd thought (or dressed for, or brought enough umbrellas for), and after getting soaked to the bone walking around with Berit at our first stop on Coney Island Avenue, I wound up sitting in the car being bored and miserable and wet and waiting for her to find things at out next stop on Flatbush Avenue.

Rainy Day Car Interior

But then, we wound up at another stop on Flatbush that, for some reason, cheered me up - a big discount store that had a number of things Berit needed, as well as one prop I need for Harry in Love - an IMMENSE suitcase - that will also work for Cat's Cradle (EDIT - Wrong. It's for Hiroshima, my mistake). Nice big store, with lots of good things, cheap. Somewhere on Flatbush near Avenue N. By the time we got out of there, the rain had stopped, and we moved on down to the stop I'd been looking forward to, the hobby shop.

Hobby Shop

(hey, I built that Planet of the Apes model there in the foreground when I was a kid!)

This is at Michele's Country Craft on Flatbush, which is a hobby shop like I haven't seen since I was growing up, and which I'm not sure exists much anymore - plastic model kits (AMT, Aurora, Revell, etc.), Gayla kites, Estes model rockets, Corgi cars, plus lots of other craft things I was never interested in. Berit has gone in there for certain things before (she needed scale dollhouse pieces for Edward Einhorn's Unauthorized Magic in Oz toy theatre piece), and I just look at all the model kits - many of which I remember building, and which are still being marketed by the same companies in the same boxes (at much higher prices, of course).

There's a scene in Cat's Cradle that takes place in a hobby shop in the early-to-mid 60s, and a character is playing around with what we decided at a production meeting should be a plastic model. So Berit and I spent some time looking for a good "period" model to use.

I was really pulling for an official Revell Ed "Big Daddy" Roth car, with the Rat Fink character (I think it was the "Superfink" model), which came in an accurate-looking box, though actually the Roth ripoff models, the "Weird-Ohs," looked even more period . . .

Weird-Ohs

Berit, however, noted that while these were the most "period" looking, they were also so distracting that audience members would be wondering "What the hell IS that he's got there?" rather than just thinking, "Oh, model kit, hobby shop" and paying attention to the scene. A very nice gentleman who remembered building these models in the early 60s (he pointed to his Vietnam Veteran cap and noted that by the late 60s he wasn't doing them much anymore) helped us look and we wound up with a good-looking car model that's also supposed to be painted in tones that scenes in this location for the play are being "color-coded." He grabbed us the correct color of Testors paint - the cement was, as it often remember it, behind the counter - and I thought that the paint bottle looked a lot smaller than the ones I used, but nope, I was assured, I was just that much bigger.

Then a nice drive out on the Belt to the lovely Gateway Shopping Plaza, right across from the landfill . . .

Gateway Plaza, Brooklyn

. . . which is the kind of place that friends and relatives from out of town are always surprised is in "Brooklyn, New York" for some reason. Sometimes we drive out a little into Eastern Brooklyn and, jeez, we could be in some small New England city, you'd never know the difference.

So we shopped at the Staples, the Home Depot, and braved the horrifying scents of Bed, Bath and Beyond, got more props (and I found a whole bunch of things to come back for later for my own shows this year), had dinner at a chain restaurant I'm too embarrassed and snooty to admit we did (we were tired and hungry), and came on home.

Berit's alternating work on some of the pieces now and relaxing with Guitar Hero II. I thought that I'd actually get to do the partial build on the model kit, but Berit's never built one and is interested in doing it herself (I think she's going to enjoy it, it's right up her alley):

Opening the Model

Tomorrow, more show stuff as I can, and probably going to The Brick and hanging some lights for Penny Dreadful - oh, and it's turned out that Berit can't run this week's show because she'll be too busy with the props for Edward and Henry, so I'll have to be the board op struggling to know when the cues are. Ah, fun.

Maybe I'll wait till Friday on the lights . . .

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Openings coming up at The Brick . . .

This Friday, Michael Gardner's acclaimed production of Notes from Underground (previously done in two LES spaces years ago) opens - follow the link for more details.

We keep it legal and on the up-and-up at The Brick -- here, co-founder/co-artistic director of the space (and star of Notes) Robert Honeywell applies fireproofing solution to an important prop . . .

Robert Fireproofs

Behind him is the large wall that has been built (by good ol' Art Wallace) towards what would normally be the rear of the stage - basically, right around where the back curtains usually are. This play will take place entirely in this small area, with the audience entering by going up and down seemingly rickety stairs and across a tight passage on platforms. Nice.

The show has always been popular, and there is limited and uncomfortable seating available, so get your tickets now!

Coming up on Saturday, Episode 4 of Bryan Enk and Matt Gray's ongoing monthly Penny Dreadful saga, "Battlin' Bob Ford: Pugilist from the Future!"

Adam Swiderski makes his directorial debut with this episode, and from what I saw at a runthru on Sunday, has done a cracking good job of it. Once again, I'm lighting the thing.

The problem there is . . . we're doing this is the same small walled-off area that Notes is in - but with actual (somewhat) comfortable chairs in there - which is not set up for stage lighting, as Notes is done entirely with practicals. Okay, fine, it's easy enough to hang and cable the lights and get them where I need - since I've always had to work with the house plot or another setup on the other episodes, it actually means I'll have real control over the light for the first time on Penny.

Unfortunately, with the wall and set where it is, it means that there's no way for Berit, operating the tech, to actually see the show. Not a bit of it. Hopefully, all cues can be taken off the dialogue. Even if I put the board on the extension cables, it still won't make it near the stage (and then we'd have to rig something special with the sound, too). We'll probably have to work out some way to actually call the show - like in a real theatre! (ha. ha.) - instead of our normal routine. I've been considering an ingenious system of mirrors. Probably we'll just hook up a video monitor, which always winds up barely working right, with the camera always being in a place to not pick up the visual cues. {sigh} Great.

For those not yet following the Penny Dreadful saga, as always, the synopses and videos of the previous episodes are online. Episode 3, "The Great Switcheroo," is now up HERE. As always, if you're going to watch the video, don't read the synopsis - it's complete and gives away everything. If you're coming to a new episode and haven't seen any of the others, and don't have time for the videos, THEN read the synopses.

I am personally really looking forward to directing Episode 5 in the Penny Dreadful saga. I have no idea what the plot of it is yet - the script isn't finished and I haven't seen a word of it; I will apparently be given a final copy of it at the Episode 4 performance. I've been given a list of characters I will need to cast, though (William Randolph Hearst? Who the hell can I get for that?), and this promotional illustration:

Penny Dreadful #5

. . . which DOES fill me with delight, I must say. At least, having seen a run of Episode 4 now, I know who the "Deb of Destruction" is.

And at some point I will be acting in one of these shows too - Bryan and Matt are apparently still arguing over whether I will be playing George Westinghouse or Admiral Byrd -- or was it Admiral Perry? I thought that's what they said, but it doesn't make sense with the timeline of the show, unless they're doing a flashback of 50 years . . . which is entirely possible -- but wait, Byrd would have been really young at the time of the script. What the hell Admiral were they talking about? Waitaminit, I think they meant Robert Peary. That makes more sense.

Today, we'll be driving around in the rain getting more props for the UTC#61 shows. Also, some people have emailed and called back on my four shows - some are in, some are out - more casting to do there . . .

Snow Day

Feb. 12th, 2008 11:27 pm
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A stay in and work at home kinda day.

I got as much done as I could on the four Gemini CollisionWorks shows for June-July-August as I could, emailing and calling the actors already in the cast, the ones who were still debating, and new ones I had to ask for the first time.

I didn't even realize what it was like outside for quite some time . . .

Snow Out the Front Door

That's right outside the front of our building, and this is looking down Avenue S . . .

Snow on Avenue S

Hmmn. Now I wish I'd uploaded some of the other photos I took instead - these ones looked best when they were REAL BIG on the screen, some of the others looked good this small.

Moni was interested in the big puffy white things falling out of the sky, too . . .

Moni Looks at the Snow

So, Berit stayed in and worked on some props for Cat's Cradle - two copies of a book written by one of the characters, and vanity published (in the 1960s):

San Lorenzo books

Berit has fun making up little details the audience will never see, but that the actors may find amusing . . .

Book Back Detail

And, wait, who's this getting in the way again? Why it's Moni, of course, as always jumping on the work desk and searching for attention when one is trying to accomplish other things . . .

Books with Moni

More tomorrow on other shows. We're sitting back tonight and rewatching Peter Greenaway's The Falls, an endless catalogue of inspirational ideas.

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Aw, damn, Roy Scheider passed away.

He was a wonderful actor, without perhaps the widest range, but with a certain set of specific skills that very few can master, and which he used effortlessly. He was one of those "anchor" actors, who could hold a movie together by sheer presence, and allow the other actors to go way out on risky limbs while he did so -- I've often thought of actors like this (Kurt Russell and especially Jeff Bridges are others) as a really tight rhythm section in a jazz combo, keeping everything together while other people get to do showy solos. My favorite kinds of actors.

A few obits are comparing his work as Martin Brody in Jaws with that of his costars Robert Shaw and Richard Dreyfuss - some are knocking Dreyfuss and Shaw's bigger, showier parts to praise Scheider. They're missing the point. The strength of that movie - why it works - is in the dynamic between the three men, the three actors, and their individual styles. They couldn't get the damn mechanical shark to work right, so they spent the time working on character, and writing and shooting new scenes with these characters they had got down, and it shows.

But besides the big ones like Shaw's speech about the USS Indianapolis, the moments I treasure from that film are the little ones with Scheider - the laugh in his voice when he responds "In this town?" to his wife's directive to stay safe as he rushes to work; the knocking over of the paint brushes in the general store; the guilt and sadness in his face and voice when he explains to Hooper why he didn't call the Coast Guard after the first attack; the pouring of an IMMENSE glass of red wine when he really, really needs it, and the way he says, "Now why did you have to say that," a moment later when Dreyfuss tells his wife there's still a shark in Amity; and, at the very end, the flicker across his eyes and face for just a moment before he tells Hooper that Quint didn't make it.

He has only one brief false note in his performance as Brody, and it's because he's been given some horribly trite lines, out of tone with the rest of the film: The scene on Hooper's boat where he drunkenly explains why he left New York City for Amity Island, one of those bad "character explains themselves" speeches that nobody can do well (Mamet calls them "kitten" speeches, as in "When I was a child, I had a kitten . . .") -- this scene was a reshoot done in Hollywood after the main shoot in Martha's Vineyard was over, so there was probably some second-guessing going on.

There's been an amazing outpouring of love for Scheider in blogs and pages all over the net this morning - he seems to have been much beloved by people who didn't even realize it until he was gone. Two of the better, short appreciations are from Glenn Kenny - who wonderfully pins down and gives a visual example of a classic Scheider look, the one that says, "Are you shitting me?" - and from Sheila O'Malley.

The Times obit is HERE, his IMDb bio HERE and credits HERE.

I saw him once in person - actually brushed by him in a crowd on opening night of Dances with Wolves at a movie theatre in Columbus Circle (now gone) - he was leaving a show with his wife, Brenda King, while I was going in to the next one. He was deeply tanned and looked exactly like he did onscreen. Maybe better. And nobody was bugging him, but everyone was staring at him as if they were thinking (as I was), "Hey, wow, that's Roy Scheider, man!"

Besides the big famous roles he was known for (Klute, Jaws, Marathon Man, The French Connection, The Seven-Ups), there were some other great performances of his in films that ranged from "great and underrated" to "deeply flawed, but not without interest," including William Friedkin's Sorcerer - dear GOD he's amazing in that; John Frankenheimer's Elmore Leonard adaptation 52 Pick-Up, a really (appropriately) sleazy film where Scheider gets to hold down the rhythm for crazy soloists John Glover and Clarence Williams III; the beautifully structured thriller The Russia House, script by Tom Stoppard, as scatologically-mouthed CIA agent Russell; as studio head George Schaefer in RKO 281, trying to protect Orson Welles and Citizen Kane while putting up stoically with Welles' hideous ego and temper; as Heywood Floyd in 2010; as a Mafia don in Romeo Is Bleeding; and opposite Meryl Streep in the thriller Still of the Night - where director of photography Nestor Almendros does everything he can to balance the light between the very tan Mr. Scheider and the ghostly pale Ms. Streep (at her most beautiful ever). Oh, and he did a beautiful job reading the words of the author as narration in Paul Schrader's Mishima: A Life in Four Chapters (though some video versions now no longer have the Scheider narration, unfortunately).

And especially as Dr. Benway in Cronenberg's Naked Lunch. He's in just two scenes, two! But after his first scene early on he's made such an impression that his spirit hangs over the film, as everyone keeps talking about Benway, that you feel he's been there all along when he suddenly reappears in the penultimate scene. He completely captures the stage direction from Cronenberg's shooting script . . .

DR. BENWAY seems to be the archetypal American doctor, mid-fifties, silvery gray hair, paternal and condescending, and underneath it all, a hustler.

. . . within about three words and two seconds of screen time.

(also, for those of us late-blooming character actors out here, he's a shining beacon of someone who kept at it and started really working at an older age - he was 39 when he got his first film roles of note)

He was also someone very special to me in a very special film, so ladies and gentlemen, let me lay on you, a so-so entertainer, not much of a humanitarian, and this cat was never nobody's friend, in his final appearance on the great stage of life (uh, you can applaud if you wanna), Mr. Joe Gideon:

Mr. Joe Gideon

When I think of Scheider's filmography, I sometimes actually leave this one out, because I don't think of him at all as Roy Scheider here, in Bob Fosse's All That Jazz, but as director/choreographer Joe Gideon - even though his performance is so much his, with all of his wonderful personal mannerisms. But Gideon is something more and different than Scheider had the opportunity to do elsewhere.

They had been shooting for two weeks with Richard Dreyfuss in the role of Gideon, when Dreyfuss was fired and Scheider brought in - Fosse said that while some choreographers sit back and aren't very physical when they work (as Dreyfuss could only play the character), Gideon had to be up and active and physical. Scheider wasn't a dancer, not at all, but the man could move, and had real grace, and in this film, he really got to show it. Maybe for the only time.

This is, of course, also a special film/role for me because seeing it was one of those "I really want to be a DIRECTOR," inspirational moments for me. Which really is kind of odd, considering the rather nasty, badly-ending life of Joe Gideon. But whatever, Joe Gideon was also one of those men I wanted to grow up to be. So was Boris Lermontov, which is just as wrong, if not more.

(and yes, mom, I know very VERY well how much you hate this film -- thanks again for putting up with it so I could enjoy it, at the age of 11, when it first came out)

Oh, also, many of the obits are saying that Scheider's first feature film was Curse of the Living Corpse, a silly little thriller (with, as I recall - it's been 30 years since I've seen it - some effective little creepy moments) made by Stamford, Connecticut's own B-picture maker Del Tenney. However, earlier that year he had actually shown up in Tenney's previous film, the wonderfully awful The Horror of Party Beach.

Yup, he's in there. Here's the excerpt from the film as it played on Mystery Science Theater 3000 (one of my favorite episodes of the show) - Scheider appears at around 1:37 in:

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So today, I'll pull out Jaws and All That Jazz and The Russia House and even Mishima (if I have the version with his narration) to watch. Maybe I have Naked Lunch, Sorcerer, and Romeo Is Bleeding somewhere on tape. Won't get through all of those, but maybe a few. If you get a chance, watch and appreciate yourself some Roy.

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Let's see, I saved a few things here and there to pass on . . .

1. Ah yes, here's a May, 1935 page courtesy of Modern Mechanix -- look at this face - do you think that Mr. Charles F. "Boss Ket" Kettering here has found the SECRET POWER of some good Grass?

Does Grass Hold Secret of Hidden Power?

2. Robert Smithson's Spiral Jetty is in danger. Maybe. I'm not entirely sure that change wasn't part of Smithson's wishes/desires. Maybe not this way though.

3. Neatorama gives an, indeed, neat overview of the changing of several familiar logos for tech companies over the years.

4. Go to Google. Type in "find Chuck Norris." Then hit "I'm feeling lucky." You cannot escape the power of Chuck Norris.

5. WFMU's Beware of the Blog has an overview of amusement park Dark Rides, including a link to the wonderful Laff in the Dark site, where I spent way too much time one day after first finding it.

6. Music video - Bat for Lashes - "What's a Girl to Do?" - I dig, I dig muchly (h/t: The House Next Door):



7. Essay video: from Goodie Bag, something for the font geeks, "Trajan Is the Movie Font":



8. Instructional video: A rather odd bicycle safety film from 1963, One Got Fat, with monkey faces and narration by Edward Everett Horton. Disturbing (and note, nearly 15 minutes long):



9. Insane video: Someone has mashed up and remixed an anime theme song with bits of Japanese Ronald McDonald commercials. Dear sweet merciful heavens, WHY? (h/t: Matthew Freeman, the fargin' bastidge):



And I'm at home again, trying to find something productive to do on any of my shows. Pretty much at a dead end (except for bits of writing and design) until I get more prospective cast response. No more by Monday and I move on to new people.

Ian at Desk

And Berit is making props for Untitled Theater Co. #61/Edward Einhorn's upcoming calypso musical production of Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle:

props for CAT'S CRADLE

So it goes . . .

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So now I wait. Besides the 11 actors already "in" for my four shows this year, I've contacted another 26 for 38 parts, and thus far received back 10 "Yes" answers, 4 "No" answers, and 3 "Maybe, let's talk" answers, from 16 people (one person I asked to be in two shows said yes to one and no to the other). I need more answers before I can move on. I have most of the people for Spell, it seems - I could maybe start work on that, but I'm still short a reply from two people who would be crucial to the show, so . . . no go.

Ambersons, the earliest show coming up (June), is the problem, of course. I did the breakdown and discovered there was no way to do the show with fewer than 20 actors (plus myself narrating). That's 4 more than I'd hoped, but it just won't work out any other way (and I wound up needing more men than I thought, always a pain). I have four people set, as mentioned before, and I've gotten only one "Yes" and two "Maybes" thus far on the positive side. And I've gotten three "No" responses too, in parts where I don't have many good options for casting among the tribe I work with, if any. If I don't get it cast soon and get some first things done before the end of the month, with some of the conflicts coming up on the people already cast, I won't be able to start real work on this until maybe April. I want a cast and first reading by the end of THIS month, dammit (I WANTED it by the end of January, but that didn't happen).

I have plenty to do for other people to fill time, but I want to be working on these shows, now. This week, Berit and I spent some time driving around getting props for the UTC#61 shows, which was alternately fun and annoying (I had to circle several blocks in Midtown for over an hour - the place in the world I like driving least). I have to schlep some video equipment around for a shoot for one of those shows the next two days. There looks to maybe be a cleanup day at The Brick tomorrow, which I should go and help at. Sunday, if the video schlepping doesn't get in the way, I should go and see a runthru of Penny Dreadful episode 4 at The Brick, as it's going to be a pain to light with the current setup and I'm going to have to do a lot more specifically for this one instead of just using the house plot.

Today, I'm interviewing Jon Stancato of Stolen Chair Theatre Company for a 30-minute radio profile on WPS1 Art Radio (taped for later "airing" - I'll let you know when it's up). Jon asked me if I'd do this, as he preferred the idea of the interview being more of a discussion between two theatre artists rather than the normal Q&A, despite my only knowing Stolen Chair's work from Kill Me Like You Mean It (which I loved), and reading the script for The Man Who Laughs (ditto) in one of Martin Denton's collections. This should be an enjoyable time, if a hair nerve-inducing.

So, in the meantime, let's check out the first random 10 from the iPod's 23,414:

1. "Batman Pows The Penguin - or - (Aha, My Fine Feathered Finks!)" - Nelson Riddle - Batman - Exclusive Original Television Soundtrack Album
2. "Sound and Vision" - David Bowie - Low
3. "Speed Car" - Claude Perraudin - Patchwork Library Addendum
4. "Elube" - De Ndirande Pitch Crooners - Culture Shock: Doug Schulkind's 2004 Marathon Premium
5. "Driving Me Crazy" - The Sleepless Knights - Trip in Tyme volume 1
6. "Newspapers" - Stan Ridgway - Mosquitos
7. "I Can't Sleep" - Quik - Psychedalia: Rare Blooms from the English Summer of Love
8. "Scene Pathétique" - Bernard Herrmann - The Magnificent Ambersons: Bernard Herrmann Anthology Volume 1
9. "Rock & Roll" - The Singing Dogs - Las Vegas Grind! - Volume 1
10. "My Heart Gets All the Breaks" - Wanda Jackson - You'll Always Have My Love

Hooker went to the vet twice this week because he was acting odd. Once we'd gone, of course, he started acting fine again. He may have simply been constipated and gassy, we're told. They love him at the vet's, but he was badly behaved this time (which was also suspicious, as he usually doesn't mind going, and he hissed and growled which he NEVER does - he was apparently just uncomfortable). They had to sedate him so they could get a clean x-ray, and he was quite adorable as he was stoned out of his gourd, just a big floppy lump. When we got him home, it hadn't quite worn off, and it was sadly cute to watch him stumble around with his back legs not quite working yet. He's already acting cheerier, and they gave us some kitty laxative.

In any case, here's the little bastard a couple of weeks ago:

Hooker Looks Up

And Moni has been preferring to drink from the faucet these days . . .
Moni and the Faucet

Maybe more later . . . I have other things to handle during the brief time I have on this computer -- oh, that's right, did I mention that the computer I usually use has died? It was an old nasty PC that could barely do much anyway (it was a gift from someone otherwise throwing it away, and much appreciated), but now the only working computer in the house is B's iMac, which has to be . . . shared. So instead of having a computer always on and ready to answer emails, etc., I'm on for a few hours in the morning, and another hour in the evening. Great.

I have lots of links and videos saved up to share, but . . . later . . .

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This isn't how the thought-process, google-process, wikipedia-process actually went, but it makes for better panel this way, so . . .

A stream of thinking:

Damn it all . . . everything but the circus

Wonder who said that?

Somebody told us what we wanted to be
It was candy for the mind
Look behind them — you'll see
It was circusy

It was hi diddle diddle
It was cat and the fiddle
It was safe as can be
It was right down the middle
It was fantasy . . . fantasy galore
It was everything we ever wanted
It was that and so much more

Who was it that said . . .
Damn it all . . .
Damn everything . . .

but the circus.



-- Ken Nordine

from the Stay Awake album of Disney song covers

And I wondered . . . who was it that said that . . ? Assuming Nordine was quoting someone. Oh, right, the last time I thought of that, there wasn't a Google to make it easy to look up . . .

Damn everything but the circus!
. . . damn everything that is grim, dull,
motionless, unrisking, inward turning,
damn everything that won't get into the
circle, that won't enjoy, that won't throw
its heart into the tension, surprise, fear
and delight of the circus, the round
world, the full existence . . .


-- e.e. cummings

And this had started when I found that a book called Damn Everything but the Circus was created by Corita Kent in 1970.

Corita Kent was born Frances Elizabeth Kent in 1918. At eighteen, she entered the order of Sisters of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, in Los Angeles, and became Sister Corita. She earned an MA in Art History from USC, and for years headed the art department at Immaculate Heart College. She left the order in 1968 and moved to Boston, continuing her own work with silkscreen and serigraphy until her death in 1986.

In the 60s, while at Immaculate Heart, she posted these "rules" for the art students, which is how this all started, when I encountered them through various sources and decided they were a pretty good, common-sensical approach to the work to always keep in mind (for "Teacher" I read "Director," for "Students," "Actors"). Apparently, judging from comments, they've wound up on the walls of many, many art school studios since. Several people are sure they are all by John Cage, not just the one indicated. Apparently, they were created by Sister Corita in collaboration with her students (according to the website for the Corita Art Center). In any case, they are common sense, and should be obvious, but good to look at (and I find them most appealing in irregularly-set Presstype):

Sister Corita's Rules

A moment to think (funny typing Freudian slip - I first typed "A Monet to think," and didn't catch it for several edits). I'm pretty good with most of these rules - I need to work on #8 and #9 and some of the "Helpful Hints."

Now back to getting these damned lines down for tonight (I have one of those parts with a lot of interspersed "Right," "Sure," and "Of course"-type lines, which are always a pain to keep straight).

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Slow day at home -- studying my lines for tomorrow, checking emails, stopping fights between the kitties.

And in the midst of it, discovering a band I'd only heard vaguely of, but didn't know they had some actual recorded output.

The band is The Del-Byzanteens, and they recorded a single, an EP, and an LP in the early 80s. I acquired the EP and LP today (which include the single), and they turned out to be really good. Also, I'd forgotten that the band included a not-yet-known filmmaker that I'm a big fan of.

The members of the band were Phil Kline (guitar, vocals), Philippe Hagen (bass), Dan Braun (percussion, drums), Josh Braun (drums, percussion), and . . . Jim Jarmusch (keyboards, vocals)!

And some of their song lyrics were written by Luc Sante.

Here's a video of them doing "My World Is Empty Without You," which also features John Lurie on saxophone:



Years later, Jim Jarmusch would appear on Lurie's wonderful nature program, Fishing With John. Here's an excerpt from that episode:



And if you haven't seen this next video someplace else yet (which seems unlikely) - here's Sarah Silverman's tribute to her boyfriend, Jimmy Kimmel, on the occasion of the 5th anniversary of his show. I've never seen his show, and from what I've seen of him, not much a fan of his, but he seems to be a good sport. Which is good.

And I didn't know that there's a running gag on his show where he often ends it by saying, "Apologies to Matt Damon, we ran out of time."



Enjoy.

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This was interesting. Or at least an enjoyable waste of time.

Edward Copeland over at his blog does a little Oscar survey every year, asking the online film geek community to rank the five best and worst winners from the past in an Academy Award category. In 2006, he did the Best and Worst of the Best Pictures. In 2007, the Best and Worst of the Best Actress performances. I think I voted in the first, but not the second. It began to feel silly trying to judge one against another. Also, the "worst" always seemed to be about personal feelings toward the people involved, not any kind of actual attempt at judging the work itself (especially with the "Worst" actresses, where the criticism of younger, pretty actresses who have the TEMERITY to try to be RESPECTED as ACTRESSES headed well into misogyny). And it's still a small sample of actual cinema in any case, with what I would consider Best and Worst nowhere near being nominated most of the time.

This year, Edward turns to the Best Actor category. I looked over the list and wasn't bothering thinking about it after that - nothing made me feel like I wanted to try and decide one over the other with the actors. But from a few other posts around his and other blogs, it looks like the voting was really light this year - maybe a few others had the same feeling as me - and as I had nothing to do on a nasty rainy night, what the hell . . . I'll try and rank the Best Actors as seen by AMPAS.

I left off any performances I hadn't seen, or at least hadn't seen enough of to feel qualified to judge, which was a few - 15 or so I think. I was actually pretty interested in how this came out - I guess it says something about some kind of acting that I like. Quite a few performances I liked in movies I didn't, and really few performances I could knock at all, until we get to about the bottom 10 or so. You send in only your top five and bottom five to the survey, but in order to get those I had to cut and paste around a list of all of them, and since I wound up with the whole list for myself, here it is, from my favorite to least-favorite of the Best Actor Oscar performances, top to bottom:

Marlon Brando - On the Waterfront
Fredric March - Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Alec Guinness - Bridge on the River Kwai
George C. Scott - Patton
Marlon Brando - The Godfather
Ray Milland - The Lost Weekend
Fredric March - The Best Years of Our Lives
Humphrey Bogart - The African Queen
Gregory Peck - To Kill a Mockingbird
Gene Hackman - The French Connection
Nicolas Cage - Leaving Las Vegas
Ben Kingsley - Gandhi
Daniel Day-Lewis - My Left Foot
Lee Marvin - Cat Ballou
Robert De Niro - Raging Bull
Clark Gable - It Happened One Night
Peter Finch - Network
Jack Nicholson - One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Rod Steiger - In the Heat of the Night
Laurence Olivier - Hamlet
William Hurt - Kiss of the Spider Woman
Jamie Foxx - Ray
Ernest Borgnine - Marty
Jeremy Irons - Reversal of Fortune
Tom Hanks - Philadelphia
Gary Cooper - High Noon
F. Murray Abraham - Amadeus
Burt Lancaster - Elmer Gantry
James Cagney - Yankee Doodle Dandy
Rex Harrison - My Fair Lady
Victor McLaglen - The Informer
Broderick Crawford - All the King's Men
Paul Scofield - A Man for All Seasons
Jose Ferrer - Cyrano de Bergerac
John Wayne - True Grit
Dustin Hoffman - Rain Man
Maximilian Schell - Judgment at Nuremberg
Robert Duvall - Tender Mercies
Yul Brinner - The King and I
William Holden - Stalag 17
Cliff Robertson - Charly
David Niven - Separate Tables
Sidney Poitier - Lilies of the Field
Jack Lemmon - Save the Tiger
Philip Seymour Hoffman - Capote
Gary Cooper - Sergeant York
James Stewart - The Philadelphia Story
Michael Douglas - Wall Street
Tom Hanks - Forrest Gump
Ronald Colman - A Double Life
Jon Voight - Coming Home
Dustin Hoffman - Kramer Vs. Kramer
Anthony Hopkins - The Silence of the Lambs
Art Carney - Harry and Tonto
Wallace Beery - The Champ
Jack Nicholson - As Good As It Gets
Paul Newman - The Color of Money
Kevin Spacey - American Beauty
Bing Crosby - Going My Way
Russell Crowe - Gladiator
Charlton Heston - Ben-Hur
Roberto Benigni - Life Is Beautiful
Richard Dreyfuss - The Goodbye Girl
Henry Fonda - On Golden Pond
Al Pacino - Scent of a Woman

And if I had to pick my five favorite male/female performances from all of film? Never actually even thought of that before . . . and it's odd what comes up.

For men, Bob Hoskins in The Long Good Friday, Lee Marvin in The Killers, Brad Dourif in The Exorcist III, Richard Erdman in Cry Danger, and Marlon Brando in Last Tango in Paris.

For women, Naomi Watts in Mulholland Dr., Theresa Russell in Bad Timing, Agnes Moorehead in The Magnificent Ambersons, Julia Ormond in The Baby of Macon, and Sheryl Lee in Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me.

At least, that's what it all looks like tonight. Ask me again tomorrow and it could all be different . . .

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Oh, hey, I forgot I'm making a Special Guest Appearance this weekend in a sitcom for the stage! And it's FREE!

The Welding Club presents

3800 ELIZABETH

by Aaron Baker & Frank Padellaro
directed by Aaron Baker

starring Michael Criscuolo, Peter Handy, and Iracel Rivero
With special guest stars Gyda Arber, Alexis Black, Bryan Enk, Ian W. Hill, Heath Kelts, and others TBA.

A "sitcom for the stage," 3800 ELIZABETH follows the absurd non-adventures of Germanophile bartender AJ, his hypochondriac ex-girlfriend Sonja, and his recently-moved-to-the-big-city-from-a-slightly-smaller-city childhood friend Mike. Week after week, Mike will make impractical life decisions, Sonja will think about Jane Eyre, AJ will offer up witty rejoinders along with Gibsons and Old-Fashioneds, and quite possibly we'll all learn a valuable lesson (or maybe not so valuable).

Will sparks fly when Mike moves in with best friend's ex, or will he hit it off with her younger sister instead? Does Sonja really suffer from bonelessness (or, at least, Mad Cow Disease)? Will AJ's new version of German catch on? Is that girl sitting at the end of the bar really the Devil? Is AJ really being followed by covert government agents? And how will all of this affect Mike's chances of becoming the starting center for the Knicks?

Sundays at 8pm
February 3rd to March 16th
At The Battle Ranch, 111 Conselyea Street - between Leonard Street & Manhattan Avenue - in Williamsburg, Brooklyn
(Take the L train to Graham Avenue, or the L/G train to Lorimer Street)

Admission is FREE

The performance schedule is as follows...

February 3rd - Episode 1 - "Knickerbockers"
February 10th - Episode 2 - "I Heart the Devil"
February 17th - Episode 3 - "Sonja the Boneless
February 24th - Episode 1 - "Knickerbockers" (re-run)
March 2nd - Episode 4 - "The Man on the Silver Mountain"
March 9th - Episode 5 - "Writ of Estoppel"
March 16th - Episode 6 - "The Rules"

Hope to see you there!

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Work proceeds on the four shows. Darius Stone has joined the cast of Harry in Love - waitaminit, Darius has the same name as a character Ice Cube played in some movie? Well, that's a pain for Google searches. I now have lists of the "preferred" casts for each of the four shows - each of which, apart from Harry, with its nice little six characters, has had to expand by two to four actors as I realize I need more performers and different types in the casts.

Emails are out, waiting to hear back for the next step. I have a handful of people to audition as well. Also been working out the calendar for both myself and The Brick for the rest of the year. Looks good. Looks busy, but not crazy.

There are now 22,998 songs in the iPod - let's see what comes up this morning . . .

1. "Besoin de la Lune" - Manu Chao - La Radiolina
2. "Just One Look" - Martha Reeves & The Vandellas - Beat of the Pops 16
3. "Shadows on the Very Last Row" - The Cleftones - For Sentimental Reasons
4. "Die Schlangengrube und das Pendel" - The Peter Thomas Sound Orchestra - Film Musik
5. "There's No Satisfaction" - Manfred Hubler & Siegfried Schwab- Vampyros Lesbos (Sexadelic Dance Party)
6. "Out Out Out" - Ice 9 - Out Out Out 7"
7. "The Third Man Theme" - The Don Baker Trio -Ultra-Lounge 11: Organs in Orbit
8. "Strawberry Letter #23" - Brothers Johnson - Jackie Brown soundtrack
9. "When I See Mommy I Feel Like A Mummy (live 1978)" - Captain Beefheart & The Magic Band - I'm Going To Do What I Want To
10. "Not Yet Remembered" - Brian Eno & Harold Budd - Ambient 2: The Plateaux Of Mirrors

I was thinking it was a pretty boring mix this morning - songs I'm glad to have in the iPod, but none that leapt out at me and made me really glad to hear them this morning - and then the Brothers Johnson track showed, and made me quite happy, though it's also a kind of overcast song for an overcast morning, and then the Beefheart just made all good. And the Budd/Eno matches the rain and light on the window.

What for cat photos today? Well, most of my photos are of the cats being hugged or lying around like meatloaves. Are they active? You bet.

As when Berit discovers that a fake flower lying around from old props has caught Hooker's attention, and she dangles it for him . . .
Kitty Action Sequence #1

He goes for it, getting the brief attention of Moni, who has the attention span of a goldfish . . .
Kitty Action Sequence #2

Causing her to make a leap at it, to his surprise . . .
Kitty Action Sequence #3

Getting it briefly in her paws, she sniffs it and finds it uninteresting . . .
Kitty Action Sequence #4

And she immediately moves on, forgetting the toy ever existed, and the more determined Hooker continues the assault . . .
Kitty Action Sequence #5

Okay, I have a few things to do around here today (mainly descend to the dank prop storage in the basement and find some costumes I'm going to loan to Henry Akona for Hiroshima - some lab coats and a "radiation suit," which is actually Edward Einhorn's anyway, that I borrowed for the midget spaceman avatar in Symphony of Rats and put on The Brick's effigy of Santa Claus).

Go wake Berit now and get on with the day - amazing that the construction in the apartment next door hasn't woken her, it's unnerving me and scaring the cats. Don't know what they're doing, but it's sounded like they've had the bathroom wall out over there for weeks and weeks now. We can hear the conversations they're having in there as if we're in the same room, which makes it unnerving at times to use the john while they're over there yelling at each other about how best to do something - it sounds like someone who lives in the apartment doing the work with a friend or relative who either is a contractor, or has a lot of experience with remodeling, or at least thinks he does. As Berit says, after trips to the bathroom listening to their profane "discussions," "I've never learned so much about grout in all my life!"

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Emailing with a friend in the last few days became a back-and-forth conversation primarily about music - what we were listening to now, thoughts on past favorites, etc. etc. In the course of it, I wound up checking out a bunch of videos, and in lieu of anything else new, here's nine videos in one big steaming lump for you and yours. . .

My friend passed on this performance of a song I didn't know from a band I didn't know - and I'm glad I do now. Here's Mud with "Tiger Feet":



One of my favorite bands the last few years has been Electric Six. Go to that Wikipedia link for more info, otherwise, just enjoy this load of E6 videos from their first four albums.

First, the video for "Danger! High Voltage," which was the first I saw/heard of them and sold me on them quickly (this longer version of the video was a surprising find):



Also from their first album, Fire, two more - the pop hit (not in the USA), "Gay Bar":



And "Dance Commander":



From their second album, Senor Smoke, their loving cover of Queen's "Radio Ga Ga":



From Switzerland, here's "I Buy the Drugs":



And "Infected Girls":



And, finally, from their recent album I Shall Exterminate Everything Around Me That Restricts Me from Being the Master, "It's Showtime!":



And "Down at McDonnelzzz":



And outside of music, here's a cute video of a cat in Germany, Fritz, who carries a camera with him around his neck, and what he shoots:



Finally, courtesy [livejournal.com profile] flemco, a story from stuff.co.nz that I couldn't believe wasn't some kind of Onion parody - but looking at the site and the context, it doesn't seem so (though it could still be a load of hooey, as happens on gossip sites). Behold some of the unlikely ones who have Chose Cheese:

Warring bands to unite over cheese

Oasis and Blur are set to make a special cheese together.


The British bands - who were fierce pop rivals in the 90s - are huge fans of the savoury snack and Blur bassist Alex James wants them to team up to create their own brand.

James, who is now a dairy farmer and cheese maker, has invited his band's lead singer Damon Albarn and Oasis stars Noel and Liam Gallagher to his Cotswolds cheese factory so they can start working on a special cheese for next month's BRIT Awards.

A source said: "Damon and Alex have always been enthusiastic about cheese - it was the glue that held Blur together for so long.

"But it wasn't until recently that Alex discovered Liam and Noel shared their obsession. So he had the masterplan of creating something constructive through the medium of cheese, which would mark their maturity."

James believes the prestigious music event, to be held at London's Earl's Court, would be the perfect place to showcase the cheese and is hoping it will be offered as a dessert alternative during the dinner.

James is thoroughly enjoying his life as a farmer, even though it is a far cry from his days as a glamorous pop star.

He said: "From hard drugs to soft cheese! That's me. From boozy, vegetarian vampire of the Groucho Club in London to rural sober family man.

"It's amazing, the friends you can make, just through cheese. People get very emotional about it."

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Merry Mount is down and over and now I'm on to the rest of the year's shows: My four for June and August, and directing Bryan Enk and Matt Gray's Penny Dreadful episode for March, which I can't do anything on just yet, until I get the script from the guys.

I will also be the main point-person for The Brick, most likely, in the management/running of the Tiny Theatre Festival in May and the Clown Theatre Festival, which I guess will be in October again. And Berit and I will have plenty to do in our duties as co-TDs of the space for The Film Festival: A Theater Festival in May/June. I don't know if the Baby Jesus Festival will now continue as a yearly thing or remain Biennial, but if it's up this year, that's December taken.

Berit is busy with props and other things for Cat's Cradle and Hiroshima for UTC#61, as well as stage managing Aaron Baker's 3800 Elizabeth. I will be coming in to set up the video system for the UTC shows, and as Berit will be house managing those, I'll be taking over for her on the management of Aaron's show (and the running of Penny Dreadful) when those conflict.

But the primary concerns in the home of Gemini CollisionWorks are our shows for the year. An update on current status, since that's what the blog is supposed to be about:

The Magnificent Ambersons by Orson Welles: A Reconstruction for the Stage

(performing June, in The Film Festival at The Brick, with, I hope, a few more performances in July - because of one performer's schedule, we can't do any shows in June after the 15th, which is fine by me, but better if we get a July extension)

The script is all together, and we're currently casting and discussing design. We need an actual costume designer on this besides Berit & I. I'll ask the two I know, like, and trust. Apart from that, B & I are in a good starting place.

Needs a cast of at least 16, though the more I look at the script, the more I worry I need a couple more to fill out the stage at one point, which is a pain, because then it gives everyone in the "chorus" parts less to do in the double-casting. I need to really look at the ballroom scene and plan it out on paper to see if I can stage it workably with the 16-person plan.

A lot to be done with shadow puppets. Must start playing with that. I have to do some sound editing on the music cues - I have the complete Herrmann score now, but many of the cues on the CD are linked together as mini-"suites" and I need to cut them up into discrete cues. We're going to have to rehearse with the music behind us, so I should have it ready. Powerpoint projections, too. Whee.

Must set up a first reading ASAP as soon as I have a cast. Currently cast: Timothy McCown Reynolds as Eugene Morgan, Stephen Heskett as George Amberson Minifer, Shelley Ray as Lucy Morgan, Walter Brandes as Jack Amberson (and myself as narrator). I've offered the roles of Fanny Minifer and Isabel Amberson Minifer to two actresses, but haven't heard back from them yet. Must email them today. Stephen introduced me to an older actor he takes class with who would seem perfect for Major Amberson, and who found the concept interesting, so I'll email him as well to see about meeting and reading. I have to get the nine "primary" roles set before filling out the rest of the cast, but I have a list of the actors I'd like to round out the cast, if I can get them. Also, while I think I can do it with these people, I need to go over the script and figure out the double-casting exactly to be sure. At the same time, there are issues of the casting kind that are exactly the ones I have a completely unreasonable discomfort in dealing with:

First, there are a couple of actors I know who are great, and would be great in certain roles in this show, but the roles are really good ones that are also really REALLY small, and I'm always unhappy with asking actors I don't know all that well personally, and who generally are cast in big, showy parts (and deservedly), to come in for one or two scenes in a show where they'll be sitting around a lot of the time (or moving scenery).

Second, there are two "small boys" needed for one scene in the show, and the best way to deal with this is to cast two diminutive actresses I've worked with before who could play both small boys and older women quite well. Again, in my unreasonable but quite real shyness, I'm having trouble emailing them to ask about their interest, as though there's something insulting about me asking them to play the boys, though both of them have played a small boy for me before.

Finally, the Ambersons, in an accurate-enough piece of period detail, have a black butler, Sam, who is a presence throughout much of the play, though he's not a huge part either. But he's important, and I can't imagine doing the play without him. At the same time, I am uncomfortable with putting out a casting notice looking for a black man to come in and be a rich white family's butler (over the years 1885-1910), who also can't really double in any other parts in the show (except in a crowd scene at the end), let alone asking the black actors I know to take it on. There is, of course, probably no good reason for my discomfort (as Berit noted, and I paraphrase, "Why are you uncomfortable? He's not written as some shambling offensive stereotype. He's a black servant to a family that in that time and place would have accurately had one.").

And in terms of asking the actors I know, it comes more under the heading of a regular problem I have that I touched on above -- once I've cast an actor in some big showy role in a show, I have trouble casting them in a smaller, supporting role, even if they're perfect for it, as I feel like I'm insulting them or something. I also get uncomfortable with certain actors I keep casting in smaller roles in show after show after show, who I know could give an amazing lead performance if I had the show with the role, but I never do. So I wind up feeling bad about continuing to ask them to come in and be, yet again, another great utility infielder of a performer.

Berit tries to help get me over this by asking me if I feel at all bad about how, having played a number of grand, wonderful, major roles on stage, I still get asked to come in and do a little supporting role here and there for someone (often non-speaking). And, no, I don't. I go and do the work where I'm needed if it's not interfering with my own. So if I'm fine with it, why should I assume it's an insult to other actors? I mean, yes, I've had 2 or 3 actors tell me, "I don't do small roles anymore," but with a simple informative politeness.

{sigh} I'm just paranoid. What else is new? This is why I always used to do real full ensemble productions most of the time, where there weren't any obvious "bigger" or "smaller" roles and it was all about everybody on stage all the time working together. Which, happily, is what two of my August shows will be like.

And . . . hmmn . . . after a little more thought, I've realized that I do know and have worked with an actor who could actually play Sam and multiple other characters in the show, I think . . . oh, yeah, that'd work. Okay, problem solved.

Spell

(performing August at The Brick)

I have fragments of script to start with on this one, but I'm building it around the specific actors I'm casting in it, and will create it through rehearsal, then go and write it and bring it back. Then repeat. Create all the design at the same time, so light, text, sound, costumes, set, props are all one integrated system from the start.

Moira Stone is cast in the "central" role, Ann, which is not so much a "lead" as the nucleus of an atom that everything else is spinning madly around. I know there are three witches who each speak a different, non-English language (I have actresses in mind for these who can do this, who've all expressed interest, but I have to confirm with them); a doctor who keeps switching from male to female (two actors in mind there, too); Ann's male alter-ego, Andy, who keeps switching places with her (several possibilities); and a chorus of figures you could think of either as revolutionaries or terrorists, and their bloodied casualties or victims. It seems to be breaking down naturally into 7 men and 7 women, which seems right for the piece.

So Moira is set - I have to contact the six others who have specifically expressed an interest in this show (and I've begun crafting parts around them). Another two people I'd like in this have expressed a general desire to be in one of this year's shows. And then there's another five I'd like in this I have to ask. This one's getting more and more alive for me, and it's really exciting.

This one is about terrorism, and my ongoing argument with myself about whether or not the use of terrible violence can be a potentially positive weapon for social change (if you're wondering who always wins that argument, well, I'm making theatre and not bombs, so it should be obvious, though I still sometimes wonder . . .).

Dance To That Which One Is Created For (Invisible Republic)

(possibly still a working title, but it'll do for now - performing in August at The Brick)

This one is both exciting and scary. I have a theme, a visual concept, some songs, an idea of mood, and a desired cast in mind, and nothing else. And it has to wind up being an actual play. With dances. This will be interesting, and I hope it won't frustrate the cast too much as we work to get there. I know it's about business and selling.

Gyda Arber (who I imagine tap dancing on a table to "Dry Bones") and Dina Rose Rivera (who, wonderfully, can dance en pointe as I was hoping - this will be an interesting new step in choreography for me) seem to be in on this one. I think this one will have four men and four women, and I have the others in mind already. I'm a little worried about eight people not being enough to displace enough air in the stage space for what I want, but any larger or smaller number seems really wrong.

So, emails to go out here, too.

Harry in Love: A Manic Vaudeville

(performing August at The Brick)

Richard Foreman's script is cut and ready. Mostly cast, 4 out of 6 at least - Josephine Cashman and I are playing Hilda and Harry Rosenfeld, Ken Simon is Karl Wasselman, and Walter Brandes is Paul Toothstein (aka "Hilda's-Brother").

Still to be cast are Doctor Meyers and Max Gelb - I've had an actor in mind for years to play the Doctor, and I just emailed him to see if he might be interested. I was stuck on anyone to play Max, but an actor I like that I didn't have any idea was interested in working with me emailed today out of the blue to say that he indeed was, and he's perfect for Max, so I sent him the script. So we'll see if I get these last two people, and if so, then we'll set up a reading and begin.

And that's it for now. And maybe for a few days until more actual things come up. I am strangely optimistic, an odd feeling for me . . .

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