Monday, December 3, 2007
Material: One-Act or Full-Length Play, Application
Freedom Train Productions is now accepting applications into our Residency for Black Playwrights. We are a theatre project that supports the creation of new plays written by Black playwrights that feature Black Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender protagonist characters. The residency entails:
- A commission to write a new play that features a Black LGBT protagonist.
- Regular Play Development Workshop meetings starting in February 2008 where Resident Playwrights share their work and offer feedback to each other.
- A $500 stipend for Resident Playwrights (pending funding).
- Two (2) stage reading performances of each work at Freedom Train’s Fire! New Play Festival in August 2008.
- Facilitation of The Open Workshop, a playwright’s salon where writers bring in their work and receive feedback from their peers and Freedom Train Resident Playwrights.
- Submit a one-act or full-length play. This should be your best work. It does not have to be a work that has a Black LGBT protagonist.
- Submit a play synopsis of the one-act or full-length play (75 word max).
- Submit a resume detailing your playwriting experience. Also, please include any teaching artist experience or background as a playwright within a writer’s group or workshop.
- Submit a statement detailing: (1) your goals for the Residency and (2) how you would structure/facilitate a session of The Open Workshop, Freedom Train’s writer’s salon. Also within this statement (3) tell us about the play you plan to write by sharing its central question, any dramaturgical research, or your impetus/drive behind writing the play (1 pg max).
- Applicants must send materials via email (.doc or .pdf files only) AND postal mail by JANUARY 4TH, 2008 to:
Email: firstname.lastname@example.org AND
Postal Mail: Freedom Train Productions, P.O. Box 470905, Brooklyn, NY 11247.
For Postal Mail, include two copies of each submission requirement.
QUESTIONS: Please direct any questions to email@example.com. No phone calls please. Also please visit our website: freedomtrainproductions.org.
Thank you and good luck!
Source: The Loop
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
From the Press Release for BROKEN STICKS OF JUSTICE:
Not since Shindler’s List has a book been written that captures the core of hatred shown to a race of humans than exposed in Broken Sticks of Justice. The only problem, this isn’t Nazi Germany. The author, Anthony C. White, explores the life of a bi-racial man, Jeremiah Jacobs, who was a direct descendant of a group of African-Americans that were brutally forced from their homes amidst a blaze of murder and violence in 1918. This is the story of his fight for justice against a group of terrorists, The First Reich of the European-Aryan Nation, which had risen from within the same town where the murder of his ancestors had taken place. This book is about unadulterated justice in its truest form.
In Broken Sticks of Justice, the author attempts to answer the question, which are worse, racists or terrorist? In the first case you have terrorists that kill the innocent for a religious cause. On the other hand, you have racists that kill and hate the innocent because they have a different skin color with no cause. They’re both the darkest most pathetic side of humanity. Within the story line, the author also illustrates the parallels between racism and terrorism and how they still reach into modern society and destroy the lives of the innocent.
Contact: Anthony Curtis White
181 White Street
Erwin, TN 37650
firstname.lastname@example.orgPhone (423)-735-5757 Cell (423)-388-9241
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
You are cordially invited to a Sunday@6 reading Series performance of
The Impotence of Being Earnest
A 21st century comedy of ill manners
Written by Owa
Directed by Kim Weston-Moran
Jewel Box Theater East
312 West 36th Street 4th Floor
Sunday December 2, 2007@ 6 P.M.
Featuring: Kirt Harding, Kimberlyn Crawford, Victor Dickerson & Brandhyze Stanley-Owens.
Admission is Free Admission is Free Admission is Free Admission is Free Admission is Free
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Biologically theater is ( along with all art) the DNA of species memory.
Theologically theater is God's way of saying "This is how you look to me"
Neither God nor biology intended the gift of theater exclusively or
expressly for New Yorkers.
Talent is not a geographical phenomenon.
I put this into some lyrics once:
I pay my union dues
I read that Broadway news
I'm a natural ham
Still here I am
Singing those Manhattan Blues.
The African American Playwrights Exchange
Friday, November 23, 2007
Connye Florance paints a colorful portrait as a southern-born songstress exploring her life and heritage through America's jazz roots. An award-winning jazz ensemble and an intimate theatrical setting complete this engaging chronicle - featuring works by Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn and Langston Hughes along with songs popularized by Ella Fitzgerald, Sarah Vaughn, Billie Holiday and others.
Click here for more information including a multimedia presentation and online booking.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Lionel Lee Jr. Center For Wellness
presents . . .
Let’s Get Real:
Sharing Our Stories—Sharing Our Strengths
Saturday, December 1, 2007
5:30 – 7:30pm
Charlotte Museum of History
3500 Shamrock Drive
Charlotte, NC 28215
“There is power, freedom, and strength in our experiences. Unaddressed issues and the whispers of doubt grow in the dark and spread like cancer in the spirit, choking out emotional, spiritual, and physical well-being. However, they die in the light of exposure; thereby, creating fertile ground that promotes good health and joy.” Stanice Anderson
Join us as Ms. Anderson shares vital medicine that is good for the heart and spirit! Leave your inhibitions at the door—LET’S GET REAL!
Stanice Anderson, Inspirational Speaker, Playwright and Author
I SAY A PRAYER FOR ME: One Woman’s Life of Faith and Triumph
Walk Worthy Press/Warner Books) and
12-STEP PROGRAMS: A Resource Guide for Helping Professionals
“Stanice had me falling down laughing, crying, and stomping my feet. I was very energized, excited, and left eager for more. "-- Karen L.B. Evans, President & Founder, Black Women Playwrights Group
Happy Thanksgiving, MT
Finnigan Productions is proud to announce its first Festival of Funky Fresh Fun, a festival of short plays from local playwrights, to be performed by local actors and directed by, yup, you guessed it, local directors. March 21-22nd at The Rudyard Kipling, 422W. Oak Street at 7:30pm. Finnigan Productions is now accepting original short plays to be considered for part of the line-up. The requirements are as follows: You've got to be local and the piece has to be funky. Send your original scripts to email@example.com or Finnigan Productions, 1122 Carlisle Avenue, Louisville, KY 40215. Submissions must be received no later than December15th, 2007.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
WANTED: African Scripts/Stories
Reply to: firstname.lastname@example.orgDate: 2007-11-19, 7:52PM PST
I'm specifically seeking short scripts/stories dealing with AFRICAN issues other than AIDS and MIGRATION.
Please visit my website rmafilms.com to view my work and feel free to contact me via email if you have material.
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
Compensation: Will discuss PostingID: 484205697
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Please send theatre announcements (the earlier the better). We would love to publish.
We are desperately looking for theatre reviewers. If you review shows, we would love to have you as one of our writers. If you know anyone who likes to review, please ask them to contact me at email@example.com.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Tuesday, November 13
Written by Owa
Directed by Aixa Kendrick;
Starring Topaz and Victor Denzell Ramsey
AULD LANG SYNE
Written and directed by Alan Sharpe
Starring Talmach White, Ricardo Fredrick Evans & Monte J. Wolfe
LIES OF HANDSOME MEN
Music and lyrics by Francesca Blumenthal
Performed by Topaz
Written by Julia Press Simmons
Directed by Passion
Starring Pamela Monroe & Taqiyya Haden
Wednesday, November 14
YOU'RE GETTIN ME HOT
Written and directed by Fernando Manon
Starring Ms. Staxx Cordero and Mr. Lawrence Floyd
Written by Ben Marshall
Directed by Abigail Ramsay
Starring Duane Allen, Tobi Kanter. Mark Hamlet, Brian Deutsch, & Dwayne A. Thomas
Both evenings begin with a reception at 6 pm, followed by the readings at 7 pm and will take place at the
Tickets are $10.00 and can be purchased online at http://www.gaycenter.org/ or at the door
About the plays (all of which are sure to delight, amuse & provoke)
FUNNYLINGUS; While delivering a particularly edgy monologue, an actress is attacked by a priest.
AULD LANG SYNE: Plans to go to a New Year's Eve party are undone by a blizzard which shuts Washington, DC down. Instead, Lawrence Churchill gets a visit from an Ex with an agenda.
LIES OF HANDSOME MEN: The title says it all. This brilliant song by NYC songwriter Francesca Blumenthal has been recorded by, among others, legendary vocalist Cleo Laine. A legend in her own right, Topaz brings her own special genius to Francesca's masterpiece.
DOWN THERE: In her first work for the stage, poet Julia Press Simmons introduces us to two sisters who discuss exactly what it takes to hold on to a man.
YOU'RE GETTIN ME HOT: Getting in to Hell isn't as easy as it used to be. But there are still ways.
SIMPLE MAJORITIES: A U.S. Senator is backing an anti-gay marriage bill when his director of communications is outed on the internet by his ex-blogger-boyfriend. Everybody scrambles.
For more information on these playwrights and their work, conatct Jaz Dorsey at firstname.lastname@example.org
Sunday, November 4, 2007
If you missed it this summer, you don't have to miss it again! Mulatto's Dilemma is back at the Manhattan Theatre Source on November 23 and 24. Show time is 7:30pm Starring Juliette Fairley, the play is about a bi-racial woman who lived in the 1920s and traveled between the American South, Washington DC and France undecided as to whether she should marry a black or French man during a time when lynchings and Jim Crow were part of everyday life.Supporting cast includes Susan Neuffer, David Emani, Herman Eppert, Sakinah Garrett, William Sudan Mason. Written by Juliette Fairley, Directed by Jake Witlen, Produced by Diane Richards, Associate Produced by Quenton Hunt and David Emani. for ticket purchase, call 212-501-4751.
A story about looking for love and finding fate when black and white were forbidden to mate.…
Thanksgiving Weekend Only
An Equity Showcase produced and curated as part of the Manhattan Theatre Source PlayGround Development Series.
November 23-24, 2007 Friday and Saturday
Place: Manhattan Theatre Source
177 MacDougal Street near Washington Square Park
Time: Doors open at 7:30pm Showtime 8pm
Cast: Juliette Fairley, David Emani, Susan Neuffer, Herman Eppert, Sakinah Garrett Benjamin, William Sudan Mason.
Directed by Jake Witlen
Written by Juliette Fairley
Co-Produced by Diane Richards
Associate Producers: Quenton Hunt, David Emani
The story of Annique Brick, a bi-racial woman who lived in the 1920s traveling between the Harlem Renaissance and France undecided as to who to marry during a time when being black or white was a matter of life and death. With music from Bessie Smith, Edith Piaf and costumes from the Roaring Twenties.
For general ticket sales, please order with the box office 212-501-4751. Tickets are $15.
There will be an opening night cast party on Friday November 23 and a closing night cast party on Saturday, November 24. Location to be announced at the theatre.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
PS: We had a great reading of THE CHITTLIN THIEF in DC and there have been several requests to see the script.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Past winners include playwright Sarah Ruhl and novelist Jonathan Franzen. This year's recipients include novelists, poets, nonfiction writers and one other playwright, Sheila Callaghan.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Next week, a play called Joe Guy opens at the Soho Theatre. It is billed as "a sensational story of identity, the corrupting power of celebrity, and the tensions between African and Caribbean communities" and is written by one of Britain's leading playwrights, Roy Williams. Who happens to be black. But what if he wasn't? Would we feel comfortable seeing a white writer take on such subjects?
British theatre has long boasted an admirable commitment to representing black and minority ethnic communities on stage. But over the past few years, a frustration has been building. On one hand libertarian commentators have begun to question this notion of playing "identity politics" with the arts, arguing that it is effectively racist to restrict writing plays about particular communities solely to members of that community. On another flank, there is increasing disquiet at the perception that black and minority ethnic writers are only being encouraged to write one sort of play - namely, naturalistic, issue-based, state-of-the-nation work.
It seems as if they are required to trade heavily on "authenticity" at the expense of more potentially speculative or metaphorical approaches. Non-white writers seem to be required by theatres to produce what, at times, amounts to emotional pornography - moreover, "authentic", "urban" or "exotic" emotional pornography. In their desire to commission new exciting work that is relevant to local communities, theatres often appear to apply an absurdly literal-minded approach to both representation and relevance.
Of course there is nothing wrong with a writer from a particular community wanting to write a play which is set within that community, and exploring the issues within it. Some spectacularly good plays have sprung from just such an approach. Roy Williams is an excellent example. His 2003 play Fallout remains, to my mind, one of the best plays written this decade. It is almost Shakespearean in its scope, and to simply describe it as a play about black-on-black gun crime is as stupidly reductive as describing Hamlet as a play about Dane-on-Dane violence.
At the other end of the spectrum are plays like Gurpreet Kaur Bhatti's Behzti, which achieved a spectacular level of national fame after it was effectively rioted off the stage and subsequently shut down. It is not, by any stretch of the imagination, a good play. Had it not been the cause of a riot, it would have sunk without trace, unseen and unremembered. The grim irony of the Behzti case is that Birmingham Rep, which commissioned the play, were seeking to put on a play that was "relevant" to the city's Sikh community by asking a Sikh writer to write a play about some Sikhs. Rarely has outreach work been so disastrously alienating.
The dual questions of authenticity and representation are difficult ones, but they need to be seriously addressed. Of course it is important for every community living in Britain to have an equal right to see itself portrayed on stage, and not just as an exercise in box-ticking and social cohesion. At the same time, it is crucial to remember that theatre's great strengths are not solely mimetic, realist or naturalistic, journalistic or documentary.
There is also a dire need for theatres to put more trust in writers' abilities - irrespective of colour or creed - to think beyond their own experiences and create astonishing works of imagination, while continuing to explore less narrow, literary models of play-making. On the other hand, would East is East have been taken at all seriously if it had been written by Sir David Hare? Do audiences really demand that their writers live in a near-approximation of the circumstances that they write about before they put pen to paper?
Friday, October 19, 2007
to appear Sunday, October 21 at 4:30 pm at
Come and enjoy a reading of his new play
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Elise Virginia Ward
The Almeida Theatre's production of Theodore Ward's play Big White Fog epitomizes as nothing else could the arrogance and duplicity my father faced during his lifetime and the kind of behavior to which I have been continually exposed in my work as his biographer and designated representative for the past 30 years. Michael Attenborough's May 10 article in The Guardian entitled My Search for the Lost Voice of Black America is replete with inaccuracies and deliberate omissions that serve to misinform and hoodwink London theatergoers as to the true nature of this production. I want to clarify them here.
Far from being 'lost,' Big White Fog is quite well-known here in America. Actors and directors of African descent have always had a special reverence for this play, which is taught in theatre departments across the country. The obstacle for American producers has always been their inability to benefit from Big White Fog with impunity. Apparently, Mr. Attenborough believes that 3,000 miles are enough to eliminate this problem.
About a month before hearing from Almeida, in May, 2006, I received email from Nicholas Kent of the Tricycle Theatre, saying that he wanted to produce Big White Fog. I thanked him for his interest and wrote him a letter outlining my concerns, and expressing my willingness to explore the possibility with him. Unfortunately, I did not hear from Mr. Kent again until much later, after I had preliminarily agreed to the Almeida production.
Attenborough first emailed me in June, 2006, in an ostensible search for the performing rights, telling me that my sister, Laura Branca, had suggested he do so and saying that Jenny Worten, his assistant (formerly with the Tricycle) had 'discovered' the play. He also said he'd learned from the Schomburg Collection for Research in Black Culture that the play was in the public domain, but that he wanted my 'blessing' in order to go forward. I responded by saying three things: The copyright is in question; the Schomburg is not authorized to grant production rights, and I was uncomfortable about an overseas production I could not oversee.
A long correspondence of telephone calls, emails and letters ensued between Mr. Attenborough, Neil Constable and me, through which I outlined the conditions under which Almeida might be granted permission to produce the play. No financial consideration was demanded save a token payment of $50 and a production credit for my company, 9th Decade, Inc, which my advisors asked me to require while the copyright issues are being resolved so that I could retain a formal role in the production. An agreement letter was to be prepared.
Almeida also asked me to act as editor for their playbill (the theatre's glossy magazine) and invited me to come to London at their expense to see the play. I was assured of their intention to honor the work and I welcomed a European production because I wanted audiences to become familiar with my father's work. In addition, I was initially told that Almeida would engage a black director. When the possibility of having the play script published was suggested, I told Almeida that I was planning to publish a 'collected works' here in the United States, and that we would need to talk more about that. I now see that the Nick Hern Books is poised to publish the play! (amazon.co.uk)
My understanding from Almeida was that they had not produced a play of this kind before and my concern was primarily for the actors – I wanted them to fully understand the play. I allowed Mr. Attenborough to read copyrighted materials of mine that contained information that is posted on the Theodore Ward webpage, as well as heretofore unpublished information that was not to be disseminated (but which I now see he has included in his article and, apparent to me from their content, in interviews with others).
I told Almeida that I would want some input in the casting and received Attenborough's request for suggestions. To my astonishment, he told me that he would need to hire African-American actors to play the older characters, because 'there [were] no black actors in that age category in England!' For the part of the most complex female character, Martha Brooks, I suggested Ruby Dee who, with her late husband Ossie Davis, were longtime friends of the author.
Perhaps most regrettable is the fact that, while I am sure that all the actors in the Almeida production (including Novella Nelson, whom I met many years ago through my friends Gus and John when she was singing in New York and again, last year, when I was a guest of her friend Mrs. Neal at their synagogue in Brooklyn) are providing audiences with stimulating performances, members of my family, many of whom are now in their 80s, are dismayed over what has occurred.
Later, at Attenborough's request, I began to act as dramaturg, elucidating for him a number of terms and concepts contained in the script and about Black life in America with which he was unfamiliar.
I also offered to come to London at my own expense early during rehearsals in order to talk to the cast, a group whose collective understanding of American race relations in the 1930s and their impact on my father would, in my opinion, benefit from an explanation of the historical context that informs this work. Both Attenborough and Constable expressed their gratitude for my involvement and willingness to help them do this right.
Mr. Attenborough told me they both wanted to visit me in New York so that we could spend time with the script and discuss other aspects of the upcoming production. I was asked to set aside a day for this purpose and I did so. When Attenborough arrived in New York last October, sans Mr. Constable, we spent several hours together discussing the play; I loaned him still more archival materials I thought would help him understand the work.
It was not until that evening, when he met me for dinner at an upscale Harlem restaurant (and very nervous about being on 125th Street) that he told me he had commissioned a derivative play and intended to perform it. Nick Curtis's May 15 piece in the Evening Standard quotes Attenborough: 'Our resident writer, Roy Williams, was greatly inspired by Ward's play and we commissioned him to write one himself, which compares and relates the social and political conditions for black people in England today with their ancestors in Chicago 70 years ago. This resulted in a 70-minute play Out of the Fog, performed over two weeks during the day to invited audiences of over 1,000 mesmerised and delighted local teenagers, most of whom happened to be black. . . . Last month, [audiences] have been to see daytime performances of [the play], in which a contemporary black family is visited by a ghostly character from Ward's play.'
The next day, I withdrew my consent from Almeida by sending them a 'Cease and Desist' letter. It read, in part, 'What is most disturbing to me . . . is the cavalier manner in which you mentioned (in a deliberately understated tone) your having 'commissioned' a new work to be written, produced, performed, and, I would assume, copyrighted; a work for which you can claim absolutely no right to create or to contemplate creating. Yet you baldly explained that this work is a 'sequel' to Big White Fog, using the characters of the four Mason children created by Theodore Ward: Caroline, Phillip, Lester and Wanda.' I was stunned to learn that Almeida has gone forward anyhow.
Black creative artists in the United States have struggled for decades to retain the right to benefit from their own work and to determine its use. Instead, Mr. Attenborough has cleverly exploited the long-term estrangement of two sisters in order to hold himself out as the anointed producer and offer to the public work over which he has no real authority.
Mr. Attenborough's clever omission of our extensive interaction was bad enough. His craven reference to my mother's having given her blessing is especially pathetic: 'I'm thankful that she was delighted at the prospect of our imminent production.' Mrs. Ward, who was divorced from my father 1966, spent the past several years in an assisted living facility, suffering from a dementia that severely impaired her ability to effectively communicate, let alone express her support for an enterprise she could not possibly have understood was being contemplated.
Since before his death in 1983, I have worked to preserve and protect the canon and elucidate for academics and audiences alike the elements that informed Theodore Ward's work and lifelong goal: to produce realistic theatre for and about African Americans for consumption by new generations of theatergoers. Last year, I was invited by Harvard University/Oxford University Press to write the Theodore Ward entry for the upcoming African American National Biography, edited by Professor Henry Louis Gates. As a graduate of Columbia University and the Columbia Graduate School of Journalism, my understanding of the press and of the history of the Black Theatre in the United States is both professional and comprehensive.
"I feel 'Big White Fog' is a milestone," says Attenborough. "It would be wonderful if it succeeds. Because if it does, it will provide me with the ammunition I need to go on being bold."
The italics are mine.
Elise Virginia Ward
Sunday, October 14, 2007
I felt like a sleuth. All we had to go on was one sole publication of an extraordinary but almost entirely unknown play found in a huge volume entitled Black Theatre USA. How are we to obtain the rights to produce it, who holds them, is the author still alive? A considerable amount of detective work later (thank God for the Internet) and I am nervously ringing a US number in a place called Ithaca. A very quiet voice answers, conjuring up an image of a rather frail, ageing lady - completely belied by the youthful woman I eventually travelled 3,000 miles to meet: Laura Ward Branca, the younger daughter of the playwright in question, Theodore (Ted) Ward.
Big White Fog was written in 1937, a full 22 years before Lorraine Hansberry's landmark drama A Raisin in the Sun, and must be one of very first African-American plays ever written in the realistic genre. It follows the lives of three generations of the Mason family in Chicago across 10 years (1922-32), one half committed to the separatist, Garveyite Back to Africa movement, and the other devoted to a belief in the ultimate rewards of the American dream. The fluency and accuracy of Ward's dialogue is matched by the richness and specificity of his characterisations, resulting in an unsentimentally honest picture of a racially oppressed community, fearlessly portrayed in all its complex and contradictory humanity, including painful and sometimes shocking moments of internal racism.
The more Laura told me of the play's background over lengthy transatlantic phone calls, the more fascinated I became. Ward was born at the turn of the century in the deep south, in Louisiana, the sixth of 11 children. His father, who had been born into slavery, was a devout schoolmaster who sold patent medicines and books from the back of a wagon to supplement his income. At the age of seven, Ward attempted a short play and showed it to his father, who threw it on the fire and declared it the work of the devil. When Ward was 12, his mother died in childbirth; the family fell apart and he ran away from home. He rode the freight trains north, travelling and working variously as a bell hop, shoe-shine boy and barber-shop porter. He ended up in Salt Lake City, where he was thrown in jail, but more importantly where he began to write again - mostly short stories and poems.
A determinedly and voraciously self-educated man, in his late 20s he was eventually awarded a place at Wisconsin University, before moving to Chicago in 1934, where he wrote a one-act play, called Sick 'n Tiahd, that won second prize in a magazine contest. He was encouraged by the winner, Richard Wright, to write a full-length play. That play was Big White Fog, produced in 1938 by the Negro Unit of the Chicago Federal Theatre Project, and revived in Harlem in 1940 as the inaugural production of the Negro Playwrights' Company, formed by Paul Robeson, Ward, Wright and Langston Hughes (among others).
With a real sense of adventure I eventually set off to meet Laura, and her sister Elise. My blind date was no disappointment; Laura was soft spoken and immensely articulate, having clearly inherited her father's love of words, selecting and savouring them like precious fruit. As well as a delightful sense of humour, she possessed an unforced addiction to the truth, what I believe we call integrity. She was, and continues to be, an invaluable source of information and support.
Despite having written over 30 plays, including one produced on Broadway (Our Lan' in 1947) it was a surprised to discover how little-known Ward's work is in America. During my visit to New York, I was invited to take a Shakespeare workshop at the Julliard School of Acting, and briefly concluded by telling them about this play and its remarkable author. No one - staff nor all 75 students present - had heard of either Ward or the play. His social realist style, largely serious tone and left-leaning politics rendered him uncommercial and, particularly when black-listed during the McCarthy era, untouchable. As a result, he struggled to earn a living as a writer, constantly having to supplement his income with other work, and frequently writing at exhausting hours of the night. It was nearly 60 years before Big White Fog received another major production - at the Guthrie in Minneapolis. Ours will be its first outside the US.
This naturally gives our theatre, the Almeida, a wonderful opportunity to attract a varied and diverse audience. Our resident writer, Roy Williams, was greatly inspired by Ward's play and we commissioned him to write one himself, which compares and relates the social and political conditions for black people in England today with their ancestors in Chicago 70 years ago. This resulted in a 70-minute play Out of the Fog, performed over two weeks during the day to invited audiences of over 1,000 mesmerised and delighted local teenagers, most of whom happened to be black.
So here we have a largely self-educated young "hobo", who wound up in jail and emerged to write his first full-length play set in his own community on the south side of Chicago an area, torn apart by battles over separatism versus integration and ravaged by racism and poverty. It's this play that has the power to inspire a leading contemporary British playwright, and to attract a crack company of actors to perform its European premiere, 70 years later.
Ward died of cancer in 1983, his wife Mary (an American-Armenian social activist) only months ago, aged 95. I'm thankful that she was delighted at the prospect of our imminent production.
When, not long before he died, Big White Fog received a public reading in New York, Ward wrote: "As a young man travelling across the United States, hoboing on a westbound freight train through the Rocky Mountains, I found myself at the Great Horseshoe Bend. Seated in the open doorway of the boxcar in which I was riding, I was enthralled by the overpowering beauty and the strength of the towering hills, and the vast declivity to the valley beneath with its shrubbery of gold and red and brown bathed in the light of the sinking sun - the sides of the mountains themselves with their tall trees tinged with the amber of its dying rays and creating a sight of fabulous enchantment.
"It seemed to me that such a scene had been the source of inspiration to the poet who had conceived of Americas 'the beautiful'. My heart thrilled and I found myself singing of its 'purple mountain majesty above the fruited plain' as I had done as a child in school.
"But suddenly I found my spirit sickened as I realised the truth: 'I'm a Negro and all this beauty and majesty does not belong to me.' With a fallen heart, I acknowledged that I had nothing to boast of. I was a descendant of the slaves who had built this country, yet I was still deprived of the patriotic joy felt by those who claimed the land as their own.
"In my bewilderment that late afternoon, it suddenly occurred to me that we as a people were engulfed by a pack of lies, surrounded, in fact, by one big white fog through which we could see no light anywhere. Disheartened, as the sun sank behind the mountains west of the pass, I crawled back into a darkened corner of the boxcar and there I lay down, convinced that my life would be that of a 'floater', sans hope, sans purpose.
"When Big White Fog was produced in the years before world war two, years of deep depression and disillusionment for black people, many were convinced that there was no hope for black liberation. Although much has changed, the Masons' struggle to discover viable options through which to ameliorate their condition is, I believe, as meaningful today as it was more than 40 years ago."
It was an extraordinary experience on the first day of rehearsals to read this out, along with a most touching message from Laura, to the assembled company of 18 actors.
Here we go.
Big White Fog
Edited by: Mary E. Weems, and Michael Oatman
We grew up on James Brown's Hit me! When he danced every young black man wanted to move, groove and look like him. Mr. Brown wasn't called the hardest working man in show business for nothing. Experiencing a James Brown show was like getting your favorite soul food twice, plus desert. His songs, are like black power fists you could be proud of and move to at the same time. When Mr. Brown sang make it funky, we sweated even in the wintertime. Losing him was like losing somebody in our family. This is a shout out for poems about the impact James Brown had on our lives. Poems that will help people remember, honor, and celebrate his legacy. Don't be left in a cold sweat, send us your old and new James Brown poems today.
3-5 Unpublished and/or published poems with acknowledgement included.
No longer than 73 lines
Deadline: December 31, 2007 (Receipt not postmark)
Send via a Word document with a short bio to:
Dr. Mary E. Weems
John Carroll University
20700 North Park Blvd.University Hts., Ohio 44118
Friday, October 12, 2007
The City of Lost Dreams is an incredible story, depicting the overwhelming strength of a family, whose lives are held together by the single dream of a young son. Inspired by the true story of Tray Chaney, star of HBO's "The Wire" and 8 time winner of Amateur Night at the Apollo, is an unforgettable story of what happens to the dreams that are abandoned. Playwright Glenn Alan takes us on an often humorous journey that is sure to be hit for the entire family. Director Cody Jones, Artistic Director for "That's Entertainment Productions" does an incredible job of shaping this unforgettable story with just the right amount of honesty to deliver a masterful performance. Original music by legendary blues bassist B.T. Richardson and jazz great Denyse Pearson add just the right touch to make this production standup and deliver a fun filled night.
Ticket Prices: $12.50 for children & $26.50 for adults. For Tickets call: (800) 595-4TIX (4849) or visit http://www.thecityoflostdreams.com/
Location: THEARC Theatre, 1901 Mississippi Avenue, SE Washington , DC .
Performance Dates: November, 1 - 4, 2007. 7:30pm Thursday - Saturday, with special matinees on Friday November 2nd at 10:00am, Saturday, November 3rd at 3:30pm and Sunday, November 4th at 2:30pm.
Special to The Miami Herald
In the Classical Theatre of Harlem's new, modernized production of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, which opened Wednesday night and runs through Saturday at the Carnival Center for the Performing Arts, director Alfred Preisser wastes no time showing us that this is not a traditional staging of the classic play.
The characters burst onto a set of scaffolding and shimmering blue, green and red cellophane curtains. They are outfitted in casual street clothes (lots of denim), including one T-shirt with the words ''Smartass University'' printed on it, and plenty of attitude.
In the Harlem of ''the near future,'' tension between the Montagues and Capulets erupts in the first of several impressively executed fight scenes, with flailing limbs, a baseball bat, a golf club, and a few effectively startling but too-loud gunshots. (They sound real, but it's a small theater, and I hope, for their sakes, the actors wear earplugs).
While Shakespeare's language is mostly preserved, iambic pentameter is tossed out in favor of the cadences of urban street talk.
The dialogue is peppered with phrases like ''Your Momma!'' and ''You go girl!'' Juliet (Robin LeMon) incorporates teenage up-speak, occasionally ending phrases so they sound like questions.
Somehow none of this feels contrived, and it's not difficult to believe, for the duration of the play, that the black youth of Harlem might actually talk in the language of Shakespeare.
Still, purists might take issue with Preisser's choice of cuts, such as Juliet's love-struck soliloquy in the second act, which was scaled down considerably from the original. But the truth is, most people probably won't miss it, and the pace of this production works well.
One of the most charming things about this production is all that teenage bravado and angst, channeled into hip-hop dance scenes and alcohol-fueled partying.
It jumps off the stage -- in one scene, literally. A laugh-out-loud moment comes when a whole menagerie of drunk partygoers, including a drag queen in a bright yellow wig and silver short shorts, stumbles through the audience looking for Romeo.
The characters and the costumes are lively and bright. But a cop wearing a pig's mask? That's as cliché as it comes and doesn't add anything significant.
The production is provocative and sexually charged, taking every opportunity to imply a double-entendre in the existing dialogue. There is much bumping and grinding and crotch-grabbing, which overall makes for a dynamic show.
But all of this tinkering with tradition seemed to be a bit much for a handful of audience members who were so rattled they left mid-performance. In a moment of comic timing that could not have been planned, just as one actor was preparing to shoot a water gun through the legs of another, a woman in the front row stood up to leave, narrowly missing the spray of water. (Others in the audience took the hit).
Much of the action plays out against a soundtrack of hip-hop, soul and R&B, but the music worked best when a recurring guitar melody underscors the pure sweetness of the relationship between Romeo and Juliet.
Duane Allen as Romeo and Robin LeMon Juliet are adorable and sexy, and their chemistry is terrific.
Most of this production's innovations take place during the first half of the play. After that, it feels more traditional -- probably because the humor that defines the first part of the play has given way to the run-up to its tragic ending.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
One aspect of the festival which is given special mention - The African American Screen. So thanks to all of you film makers who brought us that distinction.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
AAPEX Playwright Bob Ost's NEVERWONDERLAND performed at Shortened Attention Span Horror Festival (NYC)
Bob Ost founded TRU (Theater Resources Unlimited), a clearing house for all things theatrical. He is also AAPEX's non-profit enabler. Congratulations, Bob!
AAPEX member Jamal Williams' DING DONG DADDY featured in 5th Annual Theatre Festival in Black & White (Pittsburgh)
Sunday, October 7, 2007
29th Annual One-Act Playwriting Competition Guidelines of Submission:
All submissions must be original, unpublished and un-produced (not staged for a paying audience as of date of entry) one-act plays. Time permitting, the Little Theatre of Alexandria will present a staged-reading or small-scale production of the top three shows. In addition, cash awards of $350 for 1st Place, $250 for 2nd Place and $150 for 3rd Place are presented. Submissions must be postmarked by October 31, 2007. All submissions must include a $20.00 per play entry fee. Only two plays per author will be considered.
1. Send a duplicate copy, not the original.
2. All scripts should be legibly typed, firmly bound and of standard size.
3. Scripts will be returned only if accompanied by manuscript -size, self-addressed, stamped envelope. Do not use metered postage on return envelope.
4. Scripts should include: 4 a. Name, address and telephone number of author on title page. 4 b. Cast of characters with descriptions and a brief synopsis attached as part of play. 4 c. Number all pages
5. Scripts may be held until winner is announced in February 2008.
6. All production and publication rights remain the property of the playwright.
7. The Little Theatre of Alexandria shall have the right to produce selected scripts without payment of royalties.
8. LTA reserves the right to withhold any oral awards.
9. Production will be at the discretion of LTA.
10. Only stage plays will be judged. Film and TV scripts will not be accepted.
11. Scripts will be judged on Concept, Dramatic Action, Characterization, Dialogue and Technical Requirements. Critical analysis of scripts will not be provided.
12. Experience has shown that judges are favorably inclined towards scripts that have a running time of 20 to 50 minutes, where scenes are few!
To participate in the 28th Annual One-Act Playwriting competition, submissions should be sent to:
One-Act Play Reading Committee
The Little Theatre of Alexandria
600 Wolfe Street
Alexandria, Virginia 22314
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Of course, your average American white theater goer doesn't want anything more thought provoking than HELLO, DOLLY or, to get really edgy, a female production of THE ODD COUPLE. The real problem in this country is that the THEATER is not working within the context of it's most potent voice.
However, given the obstacles faced by African American playwrights when it comes to getting respectable and respected productions of their work in months other than February, I am in awe of any African American writer who chooses to pursue a theatrical career - especially those who chose to write outside the Diaspora. As a white male I am welcome to write about anything from Martin Luther King to Chinese midgets on crack, but if an African American playwright wrote a play about George Washington (or Marie Antoinette) it would cross people's eyes. It's like the only part of "African American" that applies here is "African."
What we need here is is to pick a day nationwide where black theaters offer a two-for-one to anyone who comes with a friend who is not African American.
The African American Playwrights Exchange
SHAPING BLACK CULTURE IN THE DIASPORA
AN ARK FOR THE 21ST CENTURY
Friday, October 5 & Saturday, October 6, 2007
NATE HOLDEN PERFORMING ARTS CENTER
4718 WEST WASHINGTON BOULEVARD
LOS ANGELES, CA 90016
FOR INFORMATION CALL: 213-202-5541
FREE ADMISSION TO ALL PANEL DISCUSSIONS
Friday, October 5, 2007
5:00PM - 9:00PM
Planning and Conference Update
Saturday, October 6, 2007
11:00 AM - Registration
11:30 AM – Welcome
12 Noon – 2:00PM Panels (Admission Free)
Theater – Dr. David L. Horne, Dr. Victor Leo Walker, II, Wren T. Brown, Yvonne Farrow, et al
Dance – Gayle Leonard-Hooks, Renae Williams, Pat Taylor, et al
Music – Robin Yip, Darryl Cook, Peter Black, Washington Rucker, Ndugu, et al
Digital Media - Andrew Thornhill, Founder America Is A Great Arts Place (AGAP Media Suite)
2:00PM – 4:00PM Panels (Admission Free)
Advocacy – Dr. Victor Leo Walker II, President/CEO and James B. Borders IV, Consultant - African Grove Institute for the Arts (AGIA), Inc.
Institutional Capacity Building – Avery Clayton (Mayme A. Clayton Library & Museum), Sherri Franklin (Urban Design Center), Luis Rodriguez (Tia Chuchas)
5:00PM - Until – Post Conference Reception DJ Café - Libra Fest Celebration (No Host Bar)
This Conference is intended for performing, visual, media, recording, literary artists and other cultural practitioners. Discussion will explore best practices and the growing trends in the development, production and distribution of black culture to the extent arts, culture and entertainment are pre-cursors to community economic vitality.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
SHERYLAND AND I ARE WORKNG HARD AT PREPARING TO DO STAGED READINGS AND MOVING TO DO FULL LENGTH PLAYS (AS A TEAM). WE WOULD LIKE A GOOD TEN MINUTE PLAY TO START OFF WITH TO SEE HOW WELL WE WORK TOGETHER AS DIRECTOR AND STAGE MANAGER (AS WELL AS ACTORS). WE ARE SEEKING A PLAY THAT IS RELEVANT TO TODAYS SOCIETY AND IS STRONG IN CONTENT BUT NOT A WHOLE LOT OF LIGHTS AND SCENERY. CAN YOU HELP US FIND ONE?
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
However, African American absurdism--again, if such a term can be used and if it is not merely mimicking someone else's history and culture--comes from its own much older existential source of a cosmic duality, experienced in its most contemporary and concrete form as American racism. That the cosmos is a precarious place, apparently composed of inexplicably bound opposites or contradictions, life and death, good and evil, etc., appears to our merely mortal minds as the height of absurdity. Yet, this notion of duality is taken up in the world's oldest extant drama, ancient Egypt's Abydos Passion Play (1868BC), performed, or more accurately celebrated, at least 1300 years before the rise of classical Greek drama, and also taken up in Nigerian performances depicting the Orisha god Eshu whose face is half a frown and half a smile, an emblem of the seemingly absurd duality of human existence. The African American music forms, the Blues, Spirituals, and Jazz are also all emblematic of the kind of duality that has opposites so closely related that they lead us to the almost liminal space of the absurd. The Blues, performed properly, is both funny and sad, and a traditional New Orleans, black American funeral uses music to rejoice at death just as the ancient Egyptians rejoiced annually at the descent of the god Osiris down into the world of the dead.
Accepting, laughing at, and even celebrating the seemingly absurd contradictions of human existence is a staple of traditional African and African American culture and it is, at least up until now, one way, consciously or unconsciously, that black Americans have, for the most part, maintained their humanity and survived all the absurdities that arise from being both a descendant of Africa and an American at the same time, of being a human being and a piece of property at the same time, of living in a police state and a democracy at the same time, of fighting for your country in every war from the American Revolutionary war down to the Iraq war and still not quite becoming a full American cititzen at the same time.
In THAT WORD, as in the Blues, I encourage laughter at the absurd and sad truth that the black American theatre has always needed people outside of black culture to validate its value. It's sort of like the absurdity of a group of Japanese theatre-goers waiting patiently for me to arrive in Tokyo to give them the last word on Kabuki theatre. And, more importantly, I am encouraging the audience to laugh at what is the ultimate sad absurdity in this short play, which is that so many black Americans seem to accept only their historical oppressors' pejorative meaning for the word "nigger." The historically non-pejorative usages of the word within the framework of their own traditional cultural history has no import for them. "That's cool," "It's the death," "That's really bad, my man," "You, my nigga," "It's the bomb" are all emblematic of that traditional ancient African and Asian cosmos in which good and bad as we percieve them are inextricably bound and therefore sometimes interchangeable. An ancient Japanese proverb wisely reminds us of this relationship and its interchangeable nature: "For surely good must come from evil. For even the lily springs from the slime of the pond."
But the ancient origins and philosophical sublties of what is commonly (and often pejoratively) called "Black English" are apparently unknown to these contemporary black folks. All they know is that Massa Jeff said it was a bad word, used it as a bad word, so it must be a bad word, and this, of course, empowers not them but their oppressors yet again, and this time in the 21st century! This situation is so sad and fraught with so much politically correct ideology and with so little attention to human behavior and psychology that I think it is at present beyond rational argument. Only laughter has a chance of having us take a fresh look at this issue.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Again, I encourage everyone to get your plays in to the AAPEX archives at Ohio State. If you need more information on this, please contact me. Following is portions of his email to me:
Jamal Williams whose reading of his play MISS LAURA MAE OF HARLEM played to over 100 folks in The Ellington Room of Manhattan Plaza, NYC on Monday, September 17 and to Tobi Kanter and Andrea Andreasakis for hosting the reading.
Onward & Upward
The African American Playwrights Exchange
First of all - please save the date and invite all your friends to our reading of THE CHITTLIN THIEF at Mocha Hut on U Street at 4:30 pm on Sunday, October 21. THE CHITTLIN THIEF is by Ohio playwright Mike Oatman. I can't say enough about this hysterical look at the stress of racism and prejudice in contemporary America, so I won't say anything at all except BE THERE ( We need a big turn out so Mocha Hut will want us back again with YOUR scripts.) And where better for us to be than on The Black Broadway, as U Street is historically known.
ANY EXCUSE TO GO TO NYC. But this is a pretty good one. Tuesday, November 13 should be a festive evening at the NYC Gay and Lesbian Center when Alan Sharpe and his DC actors run up to the city for a reading of Alan's excellent one act AULD LANG SYNE. "Auld Lang Syne" is all about the hassle of love - no wait - make that the HUSTLE of love. Alan and his cast will be joined by our man Owa and a reading of his short play FUNNYLINGUS which will star Topaz Leonard & Victor Ramasay under the direction of the enigmatic "Boss" Ewing. The evening will also feature a performance of LIES OF HANDSOME MEN by one of NYC's most amazing songwriters, the unstopable Francesca Blumenthal. Check out Cleo Lane's stunning recording of this brilliant song - but don't fail to be there when chanteuse extrodinaire TOPAZ lays out her own legendary rendition.
Also... I am looking for other black box theaters with no raised stages in the Philly, Baltimore, DC area that do experimental, original and or African American theatrical works.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
By Christopher Rawson, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
Don't let the grim sound of "culture clash" put you off: In "James McBride," the second play in a thematic series of that name by Mark Clayton Southers, the clash has explosive potential, but the result is less bombshells than pinwheels and sparklers of comic sentiment.
This world premiere is a sweetly comic encounter between a young African-American poet and the word-spinning, Guinness-saturated curmudgeons of Galway, Ireland. The sweetness may seem improbable, but that's no great fault in a parable more about the similarities between cultures than the differences.
The play goes to some trouble to disguise the nature of its clash for the first few scenes, but I don't have that luxury. So here's your spoiler alert -- but I don't spoil anything essential.
Where: Pittsburgh Playwrights Theatre, 751 Penn Ave., Jackman Building, Downtown.
When: Through Sept. 29: Thurs.-Sat. 8 p.m.; Sun. 7 p.m.; also 2 p.m. Sept. 29.
Tickets: $20-$25; discounts; 412-394-3353.
James McBride is a Chicago poet, who, when a poetry society in Galway decides to open up its ancient annual contest to Irish expatriates, enters and wins. Actually his poem is submitted by his friend, Tyrone Reed, who's white but who raps and struts like a black wannabe, to the considerable joy of the audience.
McBride, however, is black, and when he and friend Reed arrive in Ireland to collect the $25,000 prize, there's some consternation, partially racist, partially just the orneriness of old men who've been squabbling for years. There are questions of procedure, and while McBride waits for resolution, there's time for a dalliance to develop with Darby, the barmaid -- and antagonism with her guy, Little Coogan, who owns the pub where they all hang out.
Eventually, it all results in a boxing match between McBride and the massive Coogan, reminiscent of the Cooney-Holmes culture-clash title bout. It's a measure of Southers' concept that it seems to make sense, this mix of competitive poetry reciting and fisticuffs, both drenched in male aggression, status, culture and race.
The play exudes a genuine love of poetry. Most of the poets cited are real (funny how the Chicagoan McBride knows a number of Pittsburgh poets), but most of the snippets of poetry recited are actually written by Southers.
In addition to the humor of the Reed character, Southers provides feisty cantankerousness for the three oldsters, who are played with zest by old pros Roger Jerome, E. Bruce Hill and Jay Keenan. The culture clash occasions humor: The Irish note other black Americans with possible Irish tint, such as Eddie Murphy, Donovan McNabb and Shaquille O'Neal, and there's comic confusion about slang, especially Irish "craic," pronounced "crack."
Thanks to Andrew Paul of the Pittsburgh Irish & Classical Theatre, who directs with collaborative care, the cast is strong throughout. There's James Keegan's intimidating but sensitive Coogan (he plays the fiddle, too), Theo Allyn's wistful Darby and Joseph Martinez' hip-hoppin' Reed. Cheryl El-Walker plays a talk-show host on tape.
All provide a rich environment for the sweetest performance, Joshua Elijah Reese's McBride. Still an undergraduate at Point Park, Reese is the real thing, a sensitive actor who knows how to do very little and draw you in. Much of the play's emotion happens subtly on his face, and for his sake we are willing to overlook the play's shortcomings.
Mainly, it's a bit long. And there are improbabilities (a $25,000 prize from a society that is dependent on a free place to meet?) and loose ends (was this McBride a Golden Gloves fighter?).
Ultimately, the Irish discover that opening themselves up to expatriates allows culture to flow both ways, especially between cultures that have both known the heritage of segregation and racial hate. For a new comedy, "James McBride" provides a remarkable kick.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Executive Producer: Teresa Lucas
October 23 (opening night, SOLD OUT), 24, 25, 26, 27, 2007
Countdown Unto Goodbye is an inspirational love story about a Cancer survivor and the care-giver who loved her unconditionally. If you or someone you know is living with Cancer, or have experienced a personal loss, due to this dreaded disease, this play is a ‘MUST SEE’. For Tickets and Information, please call – 267.257.2684, 215.955.8195, 215.849.2897 or e-mail Douglas Rucker at: DouglasRuck777@yahoo.com.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
- THAT WORD (Henry Miller) & HARRIET BEECHER STOWE : A LITERARY SOLDIER (Elizabeth Davidson) Full production Nashville 9/11
- WHAT DOESN'T KILL US ONLY MAKES US STRONGER (Nicole Kearney) Cincinnati 9/15
- MISS LULA MAE OF HARLEM (Jamal Williams) The Ellington Room Manhattan Plaza, NYC 9/17
- THE KAYVON LADY (George Brome) The Players Club NYC 9/24
- JUST SAY YES (Deborah Bishop) Nashville 9/24
- LARK THEATER ROUNDTABLE with Owa and mark Clayton Southers NYC 10/11
- BLIND TOM - film documentary by Andre Regan, The Southern Appalachian International Film Festival
Johnson City Tennessee 10/11
- THE CHITTLIN THIEF (Mike Oatman) Washington DC 10/21
Friday, September 7, 2007
On a day when Americans now stop to remember and confront the nightmare of terrorism, this cabaret evening is a reminder that terrorism does not necessarily come from beyond and that bombs are not terrorists' only tools. In two short pieces, AAPEX writers Henry Miller and Elizabeth Davidson confront the "n" word. In her one woman show on Harriet Beecher Stowe, Davidson puts the word in it's historical context while Dr. Miller defuses THAT WORD in his highly acclaimed short comedy about two black performers and the steps they take to avoid using "that word." The two pieces will be bridged by the classic Billie Holiday song "Strange Fruit"
Robert Kiefer directs Davidson in HARRIET BEECHER STOWE: A LITERARY SOLDIER
Helen Shute Pettaway directs Nubian and marc anthony peek in THAT WORD
The event will run from 6:30 until 8 PM and is free to the public.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
James McBride marks the second part of Mark Clayton Southers' ambitious "Culture Clash" cycle, in which an urban Chicagoan and old-fashioned Irishmen battle over boxing, heritage, and the transcendent power of verse. Pittsburgh Irish & Classical Theater's Artistic Director Andrew Paul directs a star-studded cast in what looks to be a promising collaboration.
September 13th through 29th, 2007
Tickets are $25 at the door, or $20 with a reservation (call 412-288-0358, then pay at the door).
Thursday and Sunday tickets are available for the special price of only $14.99 from ProArts: 412 394-3353 or http://www.proartstickets.org/.
To support PPTCO's upcoming season, we will have a fundraiser on Saturday, September 15th, at 6:30 PM at the theatre. Just 44 seats remain of the original 99. Tickets are now only $50.00 each. Each ticket includes a Soul food buffet dinner, Guinness beer, music from a live Irish band, a silent auction, and an 8 PM performance of James McBride, PPTCO's first show of the season. After the show, enjoy a meet and greet party with the cast, director and playwright in the lobby.
Pittsburgh Playwrights Theatre
542 Penn Avenue, Pittsburgh PA 15222.
Casting news for James McBride
Thu, 08/16/2007 - 5:00am — admin
Pittsburgh Playwrights Theatre Company is proud to announce the cast of its upcoming production of James McBride (opening September 13th), which includes three Equity actors. Included in the cast are Roger Jerome (Crabtree in PICT's School for Scandal last year), Bruce Hill, Joshua Elijah Reese, James Keegan (recently seen in Pittsburgh as George Tenet in PICT's Stuff Happens), Jay Keenan, Cheryl El Walker, Theo Allyn, and Joseph Martinez.
But PPTCO needs your help to make this work! We need to raise a minimum of $8,000 ASAP. Please visit our Donations page to contribute. Thank you for supporting Pittsburgh Playwrights Theatre Company.
Mark Clayton Southers
Founder & Producing Artistic Director
Pittsburgh Playwrights Theatre Company