<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:20:08.595-07:00</updated><category term='stage'/><category term='rehearsal'/><category term='nausea'/><category term='mexican restaurants'/><category term='acting'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Annie'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='silverlake'/><category term='420'/><category term='Farce'/><category term='los angeles'/><category term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</title><subtitle type='html'>Building Better Theatre in Los Angeles</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-1099952285583758616</id><published>2010-10-28T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:41:03.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>14 Days till Summer in Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/TMnef-ghEGI/AAAAAAAAASc/AmP8HdvBLQE/s1600/summer_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/TMnef-ghEGI/AAAAAAAAASc/AmP8HdvBLQE/s400/summer_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533198258138058850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About a year ago, the members of Brimmer Street began the first ever Blueprint Series: a development workshop that brings writers into our actor's studio with the goal of creating new work for our ensemble.  From that series four plays were born including Leiris/Picasso, which we presented earlier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're very proud to announce the mainstage production of the second of those projects, &lt;i&gt;Summer in Hell&lt;/i&gt;, written by company member Miles Brandman.  The team has been hard at work bringing this play to the stage...you'll recognize company members Tyler Jenich, Amy K. Harmon, Dan Gordon and Melissa Powell on stage, as well as the directorial stylings of our own David Jette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join us over the next two weeks here on our blog as we take &lt;i&gt;Summer in Hell&lt;/i&gt; from the rehearsal room to the stage.  We'll include stories, photos and videos about the rehearsal process, set build, tech week and finally the performances themselves.  We encourage you to comment and let us know what you want to see...and when it's up and ready to be seen, we hope you'll also join us at the theatre!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for tuning in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Find out more about the show on our website: &lt;a href="http://www.brimmerstreet.org/"&gt;www.BrimmerStreet.org&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-1099952285583758616?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.brimmerstreet.org' title='14 Days till Summer in Hell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1099952285583758616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/14-days-till-summer-in-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1099952285583758616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1099952285583758616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/14-days-till-summer-in-hell.html' title='14 Days till Summer in Hell'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15702768400150381398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/TMnef-ghEGI/AAAAAAAAASc/AmP8HdvBLQE/s72-c/summer_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-3572813684060549517</id><published>2010-06-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:44:28.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA Weekly says 'GO!' to Leiris/Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBfuuGiM4wI/AAAAAAAABuo/MyLowOs9cUU/s1600/michel+prod+still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBfuuGiM4wI/AAAAAAAABuo/MyLowOs9cUU/s400/michel+prod+still.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483113547142324994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" line-height: 20px;  font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;u style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;u style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;NEW REVIEW&lt;/u&gt; GO&lt;/b&gt; LEIRIS/PICASSO "We try not to have [too] many guests.  It disturbs what's left of the neighbors," says Michel as he stumbles around his Paris home in the dark, falling down stairs, knocking over crudités, and scalding himself on a hot teakettle.  It's all rather amusing . . . until you realize that it's 1944 and there's a Nazi patrol outside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This [is] just the sort of dark humor that characterizes writer and director David Jette's farcical take on an actual evening at the house of Michel Leiris (Michael Bulger) when notable members of the French Resistance produced Pablo Picasso's final work: a play entitled&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; Desire Caught by the Tail&lt;/i&gt;.  Picasso's play itself is nonsensically awful (but oh, how the man could paint), so Jette has instead created a play about the circumstances surrounding its production, a sort of play without a play, except that we do see part of Picasso's piece during Act 2. What comes before, however, is the preparation, as Leiris, his wife Zette (Jenny Byrd), Albert Camus (Tyler Jenich), Jean-Paul Sartre (Patrick Baker), Simone de Beauvoir (Amy K. Harmon), and Picasso's mistress Dora Maar (Melissa Powell) scramble to set up while they wait for the master.  Besides their own petty but hilarious squabbles, they also have to deal with a Nazi (Joseph L. Roberts) who keeps popping up, as well as the leader of the resistance, Sam Beckett (Dan Gordon); Beckett's men steal a six-foot swastika from the Louvre and bring it as a gift for Picasso.  When Picasso (Fred Ochs) finally arrives, the craziness comes to a climax, and costumes are handed out in the staging of a ridiculous work that features characters such as Onion, Big Foot, Fat Angst and Thin Angst.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jette's direction keeps all the moving parts well synchronized as the actors enter and exit Juliana de Abreu's well-designed, multi-door set, complemented by Sarah Krainin's properties and [Andrew] Thiels' set dressing.  The ensemble is strong overall, though Baker's over-the-top bombastic caricature of Sartre's and Bulger's sincerity as the put-upon host stand out.  And while Jette's work doesn't pretend to be historically accurate in the least, it succeeds for that very reason because, as Camus says, sometimes "happiness feels better than truth."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bootleg Theater, 2220 Beverly Blvd., L.A.; Thurs.-Sat., 8 p.m.; thru July 24. (213) 290-2782.   &lt;a href="http://www.brimmerstreet.org/" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(12, 103, 161); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;http://www.BrimmerStreet.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;(Mayank Keshaviah)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reposted from LA Weekly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.laweekly.com/stylecouncil/stage-news/stage-raw-a-memory-of-what-mig/#more"&gt;http://blogs.laweekly.com/stylecouncil/stage-news/stage-raw-a-memory-of-what-mig/#more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LA Weekly Home Page: &lt;a href="http://www.laweekly.com/"&gt;http://www.laweekly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-3572813684060549517?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3572813684060549517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-weekly-says-go-to-leirispicasso.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3572813684060549517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3572813684060549517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-weekly-says-go-to-leirispicasso.html' title='LA Weekly says &apos;GO!&apos; to Leiris/Picasso'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBfuuGiM4wI/AAAAAAAABuo/MyLowOs9cUU/s72-c/michel+prod+still.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-9005264268030274368</id><published>2010-06-12T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:49:09.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty is Not an Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBP_xtVqQWI/AAAAAAAABuc/bt2rXlaFPL8/s1600/picasso+in+bullshead.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBP8RXkKkiI/AAAAAAAABuQ/1SkV9V0_hH0/s1600/leiris+picasso+cast+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBP8RXkKkiI/AAAAAAAABuQ/1SkV9V0_hH0/s320/leiris+picasso+cast+shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002546753704482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we open our show to the public, and I couldn't be more excited.  I have never been more confident about a piece of theater I've been involved in, and although the true measure of entertainment is determined by the audience, I am positive that we have succeeded.  I could not be more proud of our company, our designers, our supporters, and yes, of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theater is a niche art, especially in Los Angeles.  The next six weeks will bring a different kind of stress - we will have to work our asses off to bring people into the theater to actually see this play.  I do believe we have an advantage over most other plays - we can all but guarantee our patrons an hilarious evening that is thought provoking and spectacular - but even with our magnificent cast, a madcap design with a high production value, and a script that lives well on the stage, we cannot overcome the natural ceiling for live arts in Los Angeles.  That is, &lt;b&gt;we can't do it without your help.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;All the work we have put into this production is for you.  Sure, it feels good to get something up, and obviously theater is fun (why else would people do it?), but our focus throughout this entire process has been to produce the most entertaining and meaningful evening for the people who commit their Thu, Fri or Sat night (and $15-$29) to share an experience with a room full of people.  The only thing left to add is you, your friends, your co-workers, anyone you know who may like to come and laugh and have a beer or two after the show.  There are many things to do in this city on a weekend night.  There is a whole world of fascinating media to consume, (and most of it don't require you to find parking on Beverly at 7:55 on a Friday. Come early and you'll be glad you did!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you are anything like me, then you want to see it all.  Make Leiris/Picasso a part of your summer, and I pledge to you, that when the night is done, you will have a greater treasure than one-hundred thousand Picassos.  I pledge this to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBP_xtVqQWI/AAAAAAAABuc/bt2rXlaFPL8/s320/picasso+in+bullshead.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006400889143650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'll see you tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-9005264268030274368?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9005264268030274368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/beauty-is-not-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/9005264268030274368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/9005264268030274368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/beauty-is-not-idea.html' title='Beauty is Not an Idea'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TBP8RXkKkiI/AAAAAAAABuQ/1SkV9V0_hH0/s72-c/leiris+picasso+cast+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-5018767942955488842</id><published>2010-06-09T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:26:24.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Week: 3 Days Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA_KTJETXMI/AAAAAAAABt4/ayLXxoyHems/s1600/2010-06-09+09.37.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA_II7LXnwI/AAAAAAAABts/nETIU7t4HQk/s1600/2010-06-09+09.37.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the days before airplanes, steam engines, and nuclear power, it took months to cross the ocean.  Anyone hoping to travel between the hemispheres knew they were in for a voyage that would take so long that they would hardly remember life on their former shore.  Most people who made the trip would do it only once in their lives, so when they stepped off the boat in their new home, in a new world, they were transformed not only in space in time, but in mind and spirit as well.  It was at this moment of disembarkation that their real journey began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA_KTJETXMI/AAAAAAAABt4/ayLXxoyHems/s320/2010-06-09+09.37.05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480821701733473474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the cast and crew of Leiris/Picasso, land is in sight.  It's an exhilarating and terrifying thought that after eight months of writing, rehearsing, planning and building that we will soon set foot on a distant shore we've imagined but never truly known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA_HlgUKVOI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PLWhJBJOCmo/s320/2010-06-09+09.38.26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480818718676767970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it's hard to bear, these feelings of insecurity, stress, and doubt are a very good thing.  After last night's dress rehearsal, the cast was downtrodden.  They dropped lines, forgot props, missed cues, and generally had a bad night (by their lofty standards).  When I walked into the dressing room to give notes, everyone seemed ready for another beating.  I told them right away how proud I was of all of them for making it this far and for committing themselves so completely to what is an incredibly ambitious project.  Putting all the pieces of this play together is a massive undertaking, and while the designers and I have the advantage of sitting in the dark while mistakes are made, the cast must maintain character, voice and energy.  All things considered, it was a remarkable success.  That everyone sees the cracks shows me that we have a team of people so focused on quality, so married to every detail, that this play has not one or two parents, but more than three dozen.  It takes a village to raise a child, and this play is no different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while the 18-hour days, the set backs, the terrible food, and the impending tidal wave of observers that (hopefully) will flood our theater this week all take their toll on the mind and spirit, I am almost comatose with anticipation for the next phase of our long, long journey.  We have nearly arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-5018767942955488842?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5018767942955488842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-3-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5018767942955488842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5018767942955488842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-3-days-left.html' title='Tech Week: 3 Days Left'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA_KTJETXMI/AAAAAAAABt4/ayLXxoyHems/s72-c/2010-06-09+09.37.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2416085701522450777</id><published>2010-06-07T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:17:31.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry Up and Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was a big weekend for Leiris/Picasso. Saturday was our all-day actor/set integration, and Sunday was our all day tech rehearsal. Timed perfectly, we began the day at 10am and finished at exactly 10pm, a day full of starts and stops and replays. It’s important to remember during a tech rehearsal that the only reason the actor is there is to mark movements and spacing for the booth, a day where you truly are simply “moving and talking furniture”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C_YWMRaI/AAAAAAAABs8/IWwoCdQdot8/s1600/2010-06-06+18.56.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C_IVlWnI/AAAAAAAABs0/_3jnS0FcJrs/s1600/2010-06-06+20.29.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C-pu3NwI/AAAAAAAABss/3L4790egp_8/s1600/2010-06-06+17.38.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C-pu3NwI/AAAAAAAABss/3L4790egp_8/s320/2010-06-06+17.38.59.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480250703189849858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I spent a good portion of the day backstage listening and waiting to go on, filling my downtime with some light napping and reading. At one point, I was waiting backstage for about 3½ hours, before coming on to deliver two lines right before an hour long dinner break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C_YWMRaI/AAAAAAAABs8/IWwoCdQdot8/s320/2010-06-06+18.56.48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480250715702838690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;There’s a scene late in the play where Mike takes off my pants and puts them on, leaving me sitting in my underwear. Not a problem. However, I don’t exactly have my costume pants yet, nor any other costume pieces from the waist down. (Consequently, this means that my jeans were the ONLY pants I had.) So were we really going to run this move with my jeans and whatever boxers I happened to be wearing that day? The answer was yes. I couldn’t very well say no, since Melissa had already had one “wardrobe malfunction” and Jenny was standing behind me in her underwear. I suppose ending up strapped to an overturned chair on stage in my underwear was unexpected, but not as unexpected as sitting backstage afterwards, pants-less and cold, and waiting for Mike to finish his scene so I could get my pants back. I’ll make sure on Tuesday that I’m prepared for any and all eventualities…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;- Joseph L. Roberts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C_IVlWnI/AAAAAAAABs0/_3jnS0FcJrs/s320/2010-06-06+20.29.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480250711405320818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2416085701522450777?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2416085701522450777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/hurry-up-and-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2416085701522450777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2416085701522450777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry Up and Wait'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TA3C-pu3NwI/AAAAAAAABss/3L4790egp_8/s72-c/2010-06-06+17.38.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-5531384578230901504</id><published>2010-06-05T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:37:08.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's It Doing? What Does It Want?--Hell Week At The Bootleg</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsbk3fZApI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ENa-nOhErbw/s320/2010-06-05+13.22.11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479503691811193490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;Today marked the beginning of tech week for the production of LEIRIS/PICASSO. All showed up bright eyed and bushy tailed for a long, and in the end short, day of rehearsal. The first thing we did was eat bagels that Fred brought from the bagel factory across the street. I had an everything. There were pink strawberry ones in the mix, too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsgOfuUzkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zuolfbCF3e4/s320/2010-06-05+08.50.47.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479508805032398402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then moved to the dressing/green room in the basement and began sorting through the various set dressings and costume pieces from past shows that seemed to be everywhere, like a rainbow jungle of cloth, formica, and plastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsepa6CvXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/x2zlNWP_3c4/s320/2010-06-05+08.51.03.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479507068572581234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ladies sort of took control of the situation and chose their side of the dressing room first without much consideration for us guys. We took the space we were handed, and that worked out just fine, because it turns out that the ladies side of the room has some mysterious rank odor. We couldn't recognize what it was or where it was coming from. It smelled like rodent death to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsdnyP_hQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uLmbfrs8cLg/s320/2010-06-05+09.28.57.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479505940967294210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we moved on to the run thru of the first act, which went very well in my estimation. The coffee we drank did its duty I suppose because we started off sharp and focused. I'm sure it was a really cool trip for all of us to be on the set for the first time, and especially one so real and elaborate. And five doors to slam! That was a special pleasure, though there were no handles on the back stage side of the doors and I sliced my finger open when I tried to open it. I played the scene though. Blood was everywhere. No big deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsb3q7XHLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YqBt2w26a7Q/s320/2010-06-05+13.13.30.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479504014856363186" /&gt;                Here's a photo I took and then a picture of me taking that photo. Thanks Dan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAskX01W3tI/AAAAAAAAABE/OpmWOW8-Myk/s320/photo.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479513363364372178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At lunch I got a bean and cheese burrito and went to the bathroom. We came back and there was this guy there named Cameron who I met at 4100 bar a few nights ago. He helped us work through some of the fight choreography, which &lt;i&gt;needed&lt;/i&gt; some f**kin' work, lord have mercy. But we ironed that s**t out. Cam really knows what's up. After he left, we started in on ACT II much in the same way we went at ACT I and I was surprised because the quality of work was never compromised toward the end, like it usually is when we wrap rehearsals at 11:30 pm and we all wanna shoot ourselves. Great energy from everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a dinner break. I took a smoke ; ) We talked about the oil spill in the gulf. We all pretty much agreed that we have no idea what to do about that : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsh2VdMNLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6UPEQ8ctle4/s320/2010-06-05+08.51.49.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479510588982572210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back to a special treat: rehearsing the closing number and curtain call. This is something that always gets left unrehearsed until right before the opening performance, in every show I've ever done, which is probably why they always look like a frickin' mess. So this time we did it differently. Patrick Baker is featured prominently. F**ing hysterical. But I really can't describe it here and I didn't take any pictures. You gotta buy a ticket to take the ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got cut an hour early. Score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsjD2sp-qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7DkwkstCUPs/s320/2010-06-05+13.13.11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479511920755735202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michael and I drove home in a red Mercedes. As he drove, he remarked at how nice it felt to be doing what we are doing, working and creating in a theatre all day. What a great job to have, to do that every day, he said. I know it's hard to believe, but I'm hard pressed to find a better way to spend my days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-5531384578230901504?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5531384578230901504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-it-doing-what-does-it-want-hell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5531384578230901504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5531384578230901504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-it-doing-what-does-it-want-hell.html' title='What&apos;s It Doing? What Does It Want?--Hell Week At The Bootleg'/><author><name>Tyler Jenich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06069035505319194744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCJdLCCwWpM/TAsbk3fZApI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ENa-nOhErbw/s72-c/2010-06-05+13.22.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-6012560995810454833</id><published>2010-06-03T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:43:52.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Week: 7 Days Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAieg-YaP_I/AAAAAAAABsg/mn1A3p7Hq8s/s1600/techweek+day+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAieg-YaP_I/AAAAAAAABsg/mn1A3p7Hq8s/s320/techweek+day+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478803236034592754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a hectic day for me personally, but there is major progress on all areas of our show.   Dan and I went to the absurdly huge CTG prop warehouse today where Andrew and Sarah passed off the bulk of our plays props and set dressings.  Among them was the massive swastika which you see above resting against our half made set.  It is quite gigantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have doors, furniture, guns, giant swastikas, windows, lights and a cast that's primed to rock.   We're working around the clock to do this show right.  (There are only a handful of days before we invite you people in.)  Somewhere behind my aches and pains a sense of danger is starting to set in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-6012560995810454833?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6012560995810454833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-7-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6012560995810454833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6012560995810454833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-7-days-left.html' title='Tech Week: 7 Days Left'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAieg-YaP_I/AAAAAAAABsg/mn1A3p7Hq8s/s72-c/techweek+day+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-6360465121552714263</id><published>2010-06-03T17:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:20:37.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Night at the Home of David Jette...</title><content type='html'>Last night we all gathered at Dave and Jenny's house for one final rehearsal before we begin tech on Saturday, and I've got to say, it was a really nice treat.  Jenny and I spoke about making this a tradition - a final read through at someone's home, where we can relax and focus on the words and our voices, before we have to start thinking about things like spike marks and door slamming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reminded of the very first time we read the play, back in October of 2009.  I remember walking away from that reading thinking "wow, this is going to be one hell of a show" - and I still believe that 100%.  Our audiences are in for such a treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have exactly one week until our first audience arrives at the Bootleg, and a lot of work to do in those seven days.  But I've never been more sure of this team than I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/TAhGQo7mybI/AAAAAAAAASE/GBHxPc2r5Y0/s320/lastrehearsal.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478706198375483826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-6360465121552714263?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6360465121552714263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/wednesday-night-at-home-of-david-jette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6360465121552714263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6360465121552714263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/wednesday-night-at-home-of-david-jette.html' title='Wednesday Night at the Home of David Jette...'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15702768400150381398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/TAhGQo7mybI/AAAAAAAAASE/GBHxPc2r5Y0/s72-c/lastrehearsal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-4057614771578204054</id><published>2010-06-02T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T19:26:26.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Week: 8 Days Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAcRvAIwJkI/AAAAAAAABsU/3aq1HQjymWU/s1600/space+pic+tech+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAcRvAIwJkI/AAAAAAAABsU/3aq1HQjymWU/s320/space+pic+tech+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478366970907731522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bright and early this morning, I made the trip to CalArts to meet Alan, our Technical Director, and Lizzie, Fran and Thomas, the carpenters who are building our formidable set.  We loaded the show's 15 some-odd flats, six door casings, assorted lumber and nonsense into the truck and made the lug back to Los Angeles.  It took us most of the day to erect the eight platforms and 15 foot walls that make up the epinimous home of Michel Leiris.  The set is coming together, although you can't tell from this photograph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight, the cast meets at my place for what I've half-jokingly titled a 'drink-through'.  Really it's a trap to make them say their lines perfectly and to make sure I'm a part of all their inside jokes.  Fred is coming back tonight and we'll have our whole family again.  Tomorrow, I bring in the furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-4057614771578204054?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4057614771578204054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-8-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4057614771578204054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4057614771578204054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-8-days-left.html' title='Tech Week: 8 Days Left'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/TAcRvAIwJkI/AAAAAAAABsU/3aq1HQjymWU/s72-c/space+pic+tech+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-9115938669087915547</id><published>2010-06-01T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:34:50.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Week: 9 Days Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs536.snc3/30418_1512834660241_1215637881_31484465_7885515_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs536.snc3/30418_1512834660241_1215637881_31484465_7885515_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our show is in the home stretch.  The actors are well prepared, the set is on the make, we've spread the word and invited the fancy guests.  Everything is hurtling toward completion with no hope of turning back.  For me, tech week is heaven - it's the culmination of months of both careful and reckless planning.  This is the week when most of our show's ever desperate budget is spent, it's when characters and action are solidified, decisions and compromises are made, and eventually, an audience is invited to see the result. (see also: 'the show must go on')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In art school they taught us that 'liminality' was the moment when a piece of work actually comes into being, a state between potential and being where the normal limits we put on our own thoughts and actions can be transcended.  Theater is a live art, it is shaped for months and months but is only finished at the point of exhibition.  In other words, &lt;b&gt;every hour of work is more important than the last&lt;/b&gt;.  This is especially true this week.  Everyone is buzzing, everyone has things to do.  I like to be in the thick of it, but in a show like this, there are more qualified people doing all the detail work.  It's an incredible feeling to be completely unnecessary on the set of your own show.  I feel like Zap Brannigan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, we're hanging lights and our set is being finished up.  Tomorrow, we'll load it into a truck and bring it to the theater.  Thursday we get the furniture and props, we'll paint and continue building.  Saturday the actors arrive and we block combat on the set and run through the show with doors  (very important in a farce).  We'll rehearse every night until previews on Thursday (which is also &lt;b&gt;Michael Bulger's birthday&lt;/b&gt;, fyi.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to try to blog everyday to hype our show and keep our lovers and friends around the world up to date on what will likely be Brimmer Street's best show yet.  We hope you can come and love our show.  We'll be just finished by the time you get here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy your tickets today:  &lt;a href="http://www.brimmerstreet.org"&gt;http://www.brimmerstreet.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening night is June 12th, Emerson night (with comedy by the lovely and hilarious Iliza Schlesinger) is June 17th, Gastrobus on Thursdays, parties every night, &lt;b&gt;I will see you there&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-9115938669087915547?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9115938669087915547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-9-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/9115938669087915547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/9115938669087915547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/tech-week-9-days-left.html' title='Tech Week: 9 Days Left'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2432801045533418603</id><published>2010-05-21T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:39:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiris/Picasso: 05/21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Every rehearsal feels like a small piece in the puzzle that's only relevant in the context of the full process. Every time I walk into the rehearsal room, everything feels totally new, but the understanding we gained in the last session inform the work we do, and of course it all culminates in this fantastic &amp;amp; fully realized production that we'll have in 2 weeks (!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago we took the play back to its roots--a sit-down reading. Some of the actors were frustrated but I thought it was a great opportunity to emphasize the distinction of every word, syllable, and punctuation within the lines, and for Dave to give us focused notes on our intentions. Last time we met, we had a member of the BSTC ensemble, Drew DiFonzo Marks, come in to offer some targeted direction, specifically on comedic elements. I really enjoyed having a new perspective from someone less familiar with the text and just lookin' to laugh. So, when we were working with Drew I wasn't focusing on every syllable like I had been-- but that work was going on subconsciously all the while. We'd added that piece, and moved on to place the next element.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ngv.vic.gov.au/picasso/education/images/sEXHI002480.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 371px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The other thing I'll mention here is how great it is to have designers come in to rehearsal. They spend part of the time watching and learning, observing the movement of the play and getting to know the characters in real life, and then some time working on their own and just sharing the energy of the room with us. It feels really good as a performer to get to collaborate even if it's sort of removed. And, as the play's producer I'm stoked to see the investment in the process and have an opportunity to meet with the production staff more often! Thanks to Juliana (set), Sarah (props), and Priscilla (costumes) for stopping in over the last couple weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;-jenny byrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2432801045533418603?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2432801045533418603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/05/leirispicasso-0521.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2432801045533418603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2432801045533418603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/05/leirispicasso-0521.html' title='Leiris/Picasso: 05/21'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-524147102736978030</id><published>2010-05-10T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:38:07.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiris/Picasso: 05/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v367/54/85/593872308/n593872308_1139014_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 604px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v367/54/85/593872308/n593872308_1139014_3039.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Because I come in about half way through the play, I was cast weeks ago but just got to do my first real rehearsal Tuesday. Not being a member of the company nor called for rehearsal for so long, I was actually a bit nervous about it. But I’ve got to say that the Brimmer St. gang are great to work with; friendly, supportive, and really good actors. We all just plowed in and I felt totally comfortable after about 15 seconds.  Thanks to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;I think it’s fair to say that I get to chew a fair amount of scenery in the last part of Act 1, and I must say the activity kicked my butt. I was exhausted that night and literally sore the next day. But it was that good tired out feeling. And I was ready for more on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;I am always skeptical about but willing to try new plays.  But even as a skeptic I think we’ve got a really got a chance with this one. What a crazy idea to write a farce with a bunch of philosophers, very serious writers, feminists, etc. as characters and with these in particular. And yet, I believe it’s going to work. The writing is great and it all makes (non)sense. I am having a great time. I hope my fellow cast/crew are, too. And I especially hope the audience will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;The Spanish is a bit tough for me because we are still tuning the lines. I had memorized a bit too early and now have to relearn some tongue twisters, but they will come. I am never confident about accents until well into the process, but no one is making fun of my Spanish accent at this point so maybe it’s not too bad. Or maybe they are all really polite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;It’s a rare chance ones gets to be this big on TV, film or even on stage. So I am going a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt; broad (totally nuts). I trust David will pull me back if it’s just too, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;One of the lovely things about working on this play right now is that I needed a reminder of why I act. Because it is so damned much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;- Fred Ochs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-524147102736978030?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/524147102736978030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/05/leirispicasso-0510.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/524147102736978030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/524147102736978030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/05/leirispicasso-0510.html' title='Leiris/Picasso: 05/10'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-5849630497937317573</id><published>2010-04-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:26:47.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiris/Picasso: 04/28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmRVVROy-Jo/Sd-bXpbdV4I/AAAAAAAABIE/t8G8jL2gM3A/s400/Dora_Maar_1936_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Dear Readers and Followers of Brimmer Street Theatre Company! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Melissa Powell - a name I'm quite certain you don't know. I am a NEW member to Brimmer and the very FIRST non-Emerson graduate of the bunch! I'm terribly proud to have been granted membership to such a phenomenal group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmRVVROy-Jo/Sd-bXpbdV4I/AAAAAAAABIE/t8G8jL2gM3A/s400/Dora_Maar_1936_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmRVVROy-Jo/Sd-bXpbdV4I/AAAAAAAABIE/t8G8jL2gM3A/s400/Dora_Maar_1936_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/S9jDNVLocRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QW_mnImfAHg/s1600/CIMG3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, I shall be playing the role of Dora Maar in this play; a role I have studiously prepared for. Dora is best known for being Pablo Picasso's lover for some 10 years. Upon further research I found that both Dora and I are brunette, from Jewish families, speak Spanish, and are brilliant famous photographers. Okay, I might be stretching it a bit there on that last one... Nevertheless, she was a woman of unique strength and character. My aunt even had jewelry made so I can better channel Miss Maar's intense energy. A set of bangles with some of Dora's poetry on it, and earrings with a famous portrait Picasso did of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/S9jDNVLocRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QW_mnImfAHg/s1600/CIMG3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/S9jDNVLocRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QW_mnImfAHg/s320/CIMG3562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332781605744914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, she was a woman of remarkable brilliance and intellect in her own right. Exactly as she is portrayed in the play -- wait, she is also known in the play as "THE TART?" And is seen galavanting the set in nothing but her knickers and blonde wig?! And essentially throws herself at men, always eager to TAKE OFF HER CLOTHES?! Hmmmm....well, I can see Dave has taken some..."liberties" in adjusting things to make for a more comedic play experience. But I am up for the challenge! Surely, it shall be difficult for me to focus my intense acting ability to harness all that I can to portray a floozy. What's that?! It was ME who suggested we try some new scandalous blocking requiring I display my shocking flexibility???? Did someone just cover their mouth, coughing, "TYPECASTING???" Strange...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any event, rehearsal last night was fast and furious. And we got so much done! After initially being afraid to make any choices for fear of my NYU drama teacher's voice looming inside my head, ("Whatever you do, Melissa, just don't fuck it up".) I finally loosened up a bit (perhaps thanks to Amy's African sing-along warm-up), and was able to start enjoying this dynamic cast of characters. We found some great moments and everyone works with great focus and energy. I was amazed at how much we got done in such a short period of time! This promises to indeed be a wild ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I say, Let the Love Affair with Leiris/Picasso Begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-5849630497937317573?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5849630497937317573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-0428.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5849630497937317573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5849630497937317573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-0428.html' title='Leiris/Picasso: 04/28'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmRVVROy-Jo/Sd-bXpbdV4I/AAAAAAAABIE/t8G8jL2gM3A/s72-c/Dora_Maar_1936_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-7300299858711977509</id><published>2010-04-24T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:19:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Creative Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26597_569724864771_13003221_33504764_3913839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 538px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs486.snc3/26597_569724864771_13003221_33504764_3913839_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday’s rehearsal was held in the play room of a children’s after-school center on the Westside. We found ourselves in a very colorful, smallish room with a floor padded with familiar blue matting and toys all around. A chain for a tire swing hung from the low rafter, and the rehearsal was full of cheese wedges, toy noodles, and dodge balls (and breaks complete with Goldfish and Malted Milk Balls.) In some respects, it was a perfect location; we took off our shoes (except for Amy :) and got to work (play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a unique rehearsal, as I was not myself. Many of our cast members are in and out of Los Angeles, most flying to the east coast for this or that wedding, as it is the season. I spent the evening filling-in for Patrick, who is in Raleigh at the moment. My goal for the evening was to be helpful and not get in the way. This was more or less a blocking rehearsal, so I did my best to channel my inner Patrick Baker and move around the stage as he may be inclined to do. I did my best to communicate with Dave about what my instincts were, what “my” Sartre might want to do or where he might want to go, without necessarily taking ownership of the role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a unique experience. In one way, I was released from the responsibility of doing anything “right” because I had no responsibility of working toward a finished product or performance. Typically, I would have an eye on a super-objective of creating a finished product to be put in front of an audience; but without that long-term goal, it may have been easier to focus on moment to moment instincts. I also wasn’t trying to learn or remember my lines, so planting my nose firmly in the script gave me one less distraction. On the other hand, I was creating blocking for someone else, and I did want to make sure that I was being truthful so after I go through the blocking with Patrick he’ll be able to jump into the scene seamlessly. Also, I’ve got a responsibility to the other actors in the scene. Our time is a premium, and this was the opportunity for the other actors to work through their blocking. When they rehearse the scene with Patrick, if they have to start all over again, then the night was a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great rehearsal. It’s not all the time you work with a company where anyone can fill in for any role in a rehearsal. A big thank you to Creative Space for allowing us to come and play; it’s rehearsals like these that remind me that this is still my favorite thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- joseph l. roberts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-7300299858711977509?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7300299858711977509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-creative-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7300299858711977509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7300299858711977509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-creative-place.html' title='In a Creative Place'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2580816503555427957</id><published>2010-04-21T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:54:48.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='420'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Ten Long Years</title><content type='html'>It has been ten long years since I have have acted in anything longer than fifteen minutes...and man is it a lot of work! I totally forgot! The day after the first rehearsal I was absolutely destroyed - my legs were sore, my throat hurt, I was exhausted. WTF? (To be fair, the first ten minutes of this play are basically spent with me running back and forth across the stage, tripping many times, getting punched in the face and falling down a flight of stairs...so let's not be too harsh.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to do shows quite a bit!  I was involved with a company in Pittsburgh throughout High School and was cast in a couple of their mainstage shows in some really nice theaters.  I used to train six days a week from noon to 5pm, then have rehearsals from 6 to 11 - I was a musical theater machine!  However, all of that went wayside when I stopped pursuing acting and started pursuing the production side of things (not that the production side doesn't come with its own challenges, mind you).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm happy to report that after a week of rehearsals, I'm starting to catch my breath. However, last night's rehearsal (while less physically taxing) was a good reminder of what still lies ahead.  Despite the incredible amount of work it will require, I cannot wait to begin the truly farcical sequence in this play: the utterly chaotic (and hilarious) play-within-the-play at the top of the second act.  We have set the stage for some great magic and some incredible comedy.  Let us make the soup!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:  Here are some photos from shows I did ten years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S898zkRWwfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fckRa0uc5ak/s1600/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S898zkRWwfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fckRa0uc5ak/s320/annie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462722098375344626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Annie" at the Byham Theater in Pittsburgh (1999 maybe?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S898zkRWwfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fckRa0uc5ak/s1600/annie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S899QIUVAqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qF-5TCxIyes/s1600/lamancha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S899QIUVAqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/qF-5TCxIyes/s320/lamancha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462722589087826594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man of La Mancha" (2000??) (I don't remember what theater....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(note the bandage on my foot!  I broke my toe mid-performance and wrapped it up in some cloth to get through!  What a fucking trooper!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2580816503555427957?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2580816503555427957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/ten-long-years.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2580816503555427957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2580816503555427957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/ten-long-years.html' title='Ten Long Years'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15702768400150381398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQvUiSPRx8M/S898zkRWwfI/AAAAAAAAAR0/fckRa0uc5ak/s72-c/annie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-3134357555806174586</id><published>2010-04-19T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:29:59.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the Reset Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8ywkjOermI/AAAAAAAABIk/Ni9eOvRHOj4/s400/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8ywkjOermI/AAAAAAAABIk/Ni9eOvRHOj4/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an actor, rehearsals are the only time in the run of a play that I can be both an actor and audience member in my own production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leiris/Picasso&lt;/span&gt; will make its premiere on June 12. Opening night will be the culmination of over a year of work in putting this show together -- from project's origins, through its writing and ensemble development, countless workshop sessions within the company, a public reading as part of the Blueprint Series, and rehearsals. Our ensemble has been reading/performing this show in table read-type sessions for months and yet we have just begun our rehearsal process just last week. So even though our audiences will be experiencing this production for the first time in June, as a cast, we have practically cemented much of the show for ourselves. And that is a bad thing and the focus of last night's rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all grown accustomed to saying our lines with certain rhythms and hitting jokes with the same inflection. Because they worked and because we didn't have a director calling us out on it. Last night Dave worked with us to first recognize our habits with these lines and then to break us out of them. What followed was some really wonderful and exciting work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone said a line in a way that sounded too familiar, Dave said, "Yes," which told the actor to repeat the line. "Yes." Say it again but in a new way. "Yes." Again. And so on. I noticed a pattern with how we responded to Dave's "Yes" exercise. First, comes surprise and being slightly thrown off by someone yelling "Yes!" in the middle of our rehearsal. So I repeat the line, thinking I mumbled or something. "Yes!" Now the problem-solving kicks in. "What was wrong with the way I said it?" I don't know. No time to think. "Yes!" I wasn't even paying attention when I said the line that time. "Yes!" Maybe I'm tired so I'll bring up the energy. "Yes!" Lower the energy. "Yes!" Shake my hands. "Yes!" And so on. What the hell does he want from me? I look at Mike, say the line, and --- nothing. That felt good. And no "yes" from Dave in the first row? Let's keep going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff that's fun to watch on stage is the stuff that's fun to do on stage -- discover, play, and connect. When an actor is having fun and really taking in what the other actor is giving them -- the give and take of the scene -- THAT is what's fun to watch and be a part of as an audience member. Seeing that give and take between two actors fighting for what they want right in front of you brings me a joy that is unique to live theatre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-3134357555806174586?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3134357555806174586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/hitting-reset-button.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3134357555806174586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3134357555806174586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/hitting-reset-button.html' title='Hitting the Reset Button'/><author><name>Dan Gordon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16966491987685689941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/SLyBRX-CVgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qXKU2H7x2HU/S220/IMG_0085.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8ywkjOermI/AAAAAAAABIk/Ni9eOvRHOj4/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-8539691211107817864</id><published>2010-04-15T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:02:37.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiris/Picasso: 04/14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8yvp_-DEdI/AAAAAAAABIU/6xFBrryml4o/s400/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8yvp_-DEdI/AAAAAAAABIU/6xFBrryml4o/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is tyler jenich blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a great rehearsal tonight. this was our first crack at the script on our feet and I must say it is a relief! months and months of reading this play glued to a chair is enough to make anyone pull their hair out, so yes it was satisfying on many levels to get up and move with the words. and all that reading showed. it was as if we've been dogs on a leash, pulling and pulling forward, and now the leash is magically gone and we can run wild. and it was very wild. rehearsals to come will surely emphasize focus, clarity, and diction, no doubt. a very strong start to the production process, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Joseph found some funny. Dan really sank into some moments. Jenny tried a few things. so did I. Michael was pretty much all over the place, getting the job done proper. if there was an audience there, they would have been rolling in the aisles. &lt;br /&gt;we set a really good pace tonight. &lt;br /&gt;my new favorite line of the play: Eine kleine moment please!&lt;br /&gt;i will now annoy the entire cast and crew, especially Michael, by saying that line over and over again, intermittently and in non sequitur fashion.&lt;br /&gt;jenich out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-8539691211107817864?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8539691211107817864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-0414.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8539691211107817864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8539691211107817864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-0414.html' title='Leiris/Picasso: 04/14'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w02ZKh1tx_o/S8yvp_-DEdI/AAAAAAAABIU/6xFBrryml4o/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-1102671775698007121</id><published>2010-04-13T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:33:11.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiris/Picasso: First Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ince &lt;/span&gt;this is the first post of our rehearsal blog for &lt;i&gt;Leiris/Picasso &lt;/i&gt;I feel like talking about beginnings and fresh starts and potential and seedlings and infants and promise and the future.  But Sunday's rehearsal was not the beginning, not of the play or of our journey with the play, the characters, the hijinx nor each other.  Brimmer Street is infamous (among ourselves) for taking WAAAAYYYY too long to complete projects.  We work from start to finish on almost everything we do, from an idea to a finished work, as a group and over months and months of meetings, drafts, preparation and self-inflicted agony and boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But in the end, it usually rocks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/S8TJNiCYmII/AAAAAAAABqw/LhzSdWm7uSc/s1600/2010-04-13+12.15.37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/S8TJNiCYmII/AAAAAAAABqw/LhzSdWm7uSc/s320/2010-04-13+12.15.37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709882592172162" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leiris/Picasso &lt;/i&gt;is an example of that process.  For those of you who are reading who may not be familiar, &lt;i&gt;Leiris/Picasso&lt;/i&gt; is a farce based on a real event during the Nazi occupation of Paris.  As the story goes, Picasso wrote a play and gathered the greatest minds and artists in France together in he home of Michel Leiris to read it aloud in defiance of the Nazis.  We take that story and make it into a slamming-doors sex farce that makes fun of art and intellectuals while paying homage to our favorite pretentions of avant-garde theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When&lt;b&gt; Mariana Carbonell sent me a copy of 'Desire Caught by the Tail' &lt;/b&gt;with its accompanying introduction (and a few letters between Sartre and de Beauvoir, from which I drew the pet name 'Beaver', which I love) I knew right away that whatever this turned into would be in my 'wheel house'.  When I brought Picasso's play to the group we thought it was ridiculous.  How could any one have risked their lives to read this silly play?  Then it me - make it a farce and parody the time and the seriousness of the whole affair and we might just hijack the credibility of war time France and suit it to our present purposes.  This was almost &lt;b&gt;two years ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/S8TKH5kPdxI/AAAAAAAABq4/Oq717ewrvxg/s320/desire+caught+by+the+tail+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459710885340608274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wednesday Night, at the Home of Michel Leiris, a Reading of the Play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;'Desire Caught by the Tail' by the Painter Pablo Picasso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Yes, that is the actual title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing a play about characters like Albert Camus, Jean-Paul Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir, Dora Maar, and Pablo Picasso (George Bataille very nearly made it into this play as well) was an Herculean task if only for the amount of reading required before I could feel any sense of totality about my knowledge of the subjects.  I mostly skipped that part, of course; there was no way I was going to read &lt;i&gt;Being and Nothingness &lt;/i&gt;and I certainly didn't want work too much of that stuff into a comedy.&lt;b&gt;  Joseph read far more than I did. &lt;/b&gt; He gave me the crib notes.  I did read my share, including most of de Beauvoir's accounts of her pre and post war relationships with Sartre, Camus and their interminglers.  I read tons of accounts of Picasso and Dora, Leiris and Bataille, Leiris and Picasso, Camus and Sartre, all the fun and storied relationships that make up this play.  Just like in &lt;i&gt;Witkacy,&lt;/i&gt; I bastardized these anecdotes and shoved them all into a single night for the sake of unity and changed whatever details didn't suit the action.  C'est la jeu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't start writing a word of the play until &lt;b&gt;September of last year.  &lt;/b&gt;Brimmer Street, seeing that after &lt;i&gt;Less than Three&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; we had no projects ready to go, opened our studio doors to local playwrights who had new ideas for plays but wanted to develop them with an ensemble of actors and bring them to the public.  I entered &lt;i&gt;Leiris/Picasso &lt;/i&gt;into consideration and the company graciously accepted.  After a few weeks of improv and discussion, some brainstorming and plenty of late night red wine benders the ensemble and I worked out the basic gist of the play and started writing. I had it done in time for our first reading in November, which was a great success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;*blogger is not letting me use the 'less-than' symbol.  wtf, blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Immediately following the Blueprint Series, we got together and chose our upcoming season: this play and Miles Brandman's &lt;i&gt;Summer in Hell&lt;/i&gt; (which I'm also directing, yippee!).  We officially added Austin Sayre, Melissa Powell, Jason Sperling, Miles Brandman, Ian Garrett and Marie Lively to the company.   And we started production on this beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/S8TPPFMnWtI/AAAAAAAABrI/C1aGkW_V81A/s320/bootlegexterior.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459716506279959250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The humble exterior of our magnificent space, Bootleg Theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jenny and the rest of the production team jumped into action right away.  We started interviewing designers, looking for venues, nailing down dates, the whole schpiel.  It was incredibly difficult to find a 99-seat theater that could support a two-story stage, was available for the dates we needed, and was within in our price range. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Eventually we found a home at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bootlegtheater.org/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bootleg Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and I couldn't be happier.  The space is incredible and it will elevate the level of our production.  We started to hire our fantastic design team, including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdeabreu.com/jdeabreu.com/home.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Juliana de Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and Priscilla Watson.  We also started casting, auditioning outside the company for the juicy role of Picasso himself.  It took three weeks of auditioning to find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://resumes.actorsaccess.com/FredOchs"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;right guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, and again, I couldn't be happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;after reading the play aloud at least fifty times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, and after months and months of development, planning, agonizing, and hope, we begin rehearsals.  Sunday night was a fun little soiree.  We have a tradition of bringing together the entire cast, production and design team in for wine and cheese and a 'kick-off' reading of the play and this time was no different.  The designers got to hear the play aloud, and the actors got to read the play again, this time with a clear sense of who they were playing and how this project is going to unfold.  We're already well on our way to opening night, and even though there are some big question marks left (like how the hell do we raise the money for this monstrosity?) it is absolutely clear to me how lucky I am to be a part of this team and to have this play in production.  There is no doubt in my mind that this will be the best work I have ever done, and my hope is that it can bring our little company to another level.  It will be entertaining and thought-provoking, hilarious and witty and all the things we hope for our plays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now we just have to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-1102671775698007121?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1102671775698007121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-first-rehearsal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1102671775698007121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1102671775698007121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2010/04/leirispicasso-first-rehearsal.html' title='Leiris/Picasso: First Rehearsal'/><author><name>Dave Jette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02686896881893980967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zt49eNB0w0o/S8TJNiCYmII/AAAAAAAABqw/LhzSdWm7uSc/s72-c/2010-04-13+12.15.37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-4067397656894104985</id><published>2009-04-06T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:47:55.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdqGe_KYo6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-OwIsm5WNe8/s1600-h/davelt3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdqGe_KYo6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-OwIsm5WNe8/s320/davelt3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321713776600851362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdqGe0n-j7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1wBTe1VqF0k/s1600-h/drewlt3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdqGe0n-j7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1wBTe1VqF0k/s320/drewlt3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321713773772181426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came to our opening performance on Saturday!  It was a big success, and based on everyone's feedback we're pretty sure Brimmer St. has its second big hit in a row.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're using the latest in 'pro-sumer' theatre technology in this show, and we're still pushing it to its limits.  As stage manager I have a front row seat to every challenge this show presents and I hold my breath each time I push go for the next incredibly designed portion of the performance.  The actors are amazing, their performances are so personal and sweet and fun and sad that I'm blown away as I watch them unfold.  This is a truly special piece of work, Jenny and everyone else has done an amazing job.  I'm proud to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-4067397656894104985?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4067397656894104985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4067397656894104985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4067397656894104985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-night.html' title='Opening Night!'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdqGe_KYo6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-OwIsm5WNe8/s72-c/davelt3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-7539831477378624344</id><published>2009-03-30T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:40:40.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Blog: Tech Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdD0JvrZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0xPR7CRz2z0/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdD0JvrZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0xPR7CRz2z0/s320/300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319019608179069266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon 9:28 AM: We are officially loading in.  Jenny and I bought groceries for the week, packed our day bags and moved into the theater last night after rehearsal.  We slept on the futon in the space, and will probably do that a] couple times throughout the week, to save time we would otherwise spend sleeping soundly and washing ourselves.  Vive la teatre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdEAWjJN2UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1NZBGY-laaQ/s1600-h/301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdEAWjJN2UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1NZBGY-laaQ/s320/301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319033022292285762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon 10:21 AM: It was raining, and now it's not.  We are ready for the real storm to hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI7I4nM9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QlUwXvWlYsg/s1600-h/302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI7I4nM9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/QlUwXvWlYsg/s320/302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320520190619235282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues 9:06 PM: I don't know why I ever thought I'd have time to blog during tech week.  We've been working furiously for 48 hrs and we have miles left to go.  Our floor is done, the screens are hung, we're in the middle of our light hang and trying to sort out the hundreds of media files that go into this show and it is slow going.  I am extremely confident that when this show is ready it will be an amazing sight to behold.  The question is whether we can solve all these challenges in time to open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI7G24UYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BbzPV7wzFDw/s1600-h/312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI7G24UYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BbzPV7wzFDw/s320/312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320520190075097474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu 11:10 AM:  I didn't have a chance to blog anything yesterday.  We all worked until extremely late trying to hang and focus projectors (our show started with seven, we've managed to cut it down to five) and to let the actors have a little time on set to get used to all the new things they're doing.  Two straight 20 hour days in a row, and we've got two more to go!  I won't say it'll take a miracle, because I don't believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri 10:36 AM:  We ran the show last night and it wasn't a complete trainwreck!  The end is certainly in sight.  We have a preview tonight, which will be our first real run of the show with the whole cast.  I am going to work to finish up the last few items - adding light cues, finalizing some video sequences, and moving everything upstairs so an audience an come and actually watch this thing.  We are nearly done the hardest part, and suddenly it all seems worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat 5:05 AM:  The sun is rising in Los Angeles and I'm wondering why I put myself and everyone I love through ordeals like this one.  For me, it feels like a compulsion, an escape, but it isn't always healthy.  The effort and self-sacrifice to create on this scale, from scratch and with limited resources, is immense, all for a mere 16 show run in a 30 seat theatre.  But now that the end is in sight, now that we have ironed out the biggest wrinkles on our canvas and filled it with brilliant color and meaning, its obvious to me why we set out each year to make a play like this one,  Its because art is an act of love, love for oneself, for beauty, and for the world.  I think that loving makes a difference, and that we filled this play so full of it that anyone who gives us their trust and two hours time will leave feeling good and loving &lt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI6zAp8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ySad-nnfccA/s1600-h/1238739193698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdZI6zAp8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ySad-nnfccA/s320/1238739193698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320520184747389330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-7539831477378624344?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7539831477378624344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-blog-tech-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7539831477378624344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7539831477378624344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-blog-tech-week.html' title='Live Blog: Tech Week'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdD0JvrZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0xPR7CRz2z0/s72-c/300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-6656266141063586397</id><published>2009-03-29T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:50:02.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus ZERO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAjkqSVAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PIzvfA3jT2U/s1600-h/Photo+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAjkqSVAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PIzvfA3jT2U/s320/Photo+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822139805193218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is it!  A mere 12 hours before we load-in to the theatre, and the anticipation is palpable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we're in the basement of a tiny theatre in Hollywood, getting in one last music and choreography rehearsal before we move in.  It feels like we've gone so far, but come tomorrow morning, it will be clear that our greatest hurdle has yet to be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck during tech week!  More updates to come as we near OPENING NIGHT this Saturday......((gulp)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAjzoDmxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4FiX5xMeZ5g/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAjzoDmxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4FiX5xMeZ5g/s320/Photo+23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822143822371602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAj8LNECI/AAAAAAAAAIc/S4PkTxvc2XM/s1600-h/Photo+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAj8LNECI/AAAAAAAAAIc/S4PkTxvc2XM/s320/Photo+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822146117275682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAK8YttcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1bttRHl23Hc/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAK8YttcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1bttRHl23Hc/s320/Photo+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318821716677211586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-6656266141063586397?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.restartyourheart.com' title='T minus ZERO!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6656266141063586397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/t-minus-zero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6656266141063586397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6656266141063586397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/t-minus-zero.html' title='T minus ZERO!'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SdBAjkqSVAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PIzvfA3jT2U/s72-c/Photo+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-8114492592869142053</id><published>2009-03-25T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:57:12.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silverlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican restaurants'/><title type='text'>Our Tour of Mexican Restaurants PART 2!</title><content type='html'>This project has taught me a lot of things...including the names of every taco stand east of Vermont.  You may &lt;a href="http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-tour-of-mexican-restaurants.html"&gt;recall&lt;/a&gt; we decided early on to have each production meeting in a different Mexican restaurant in Silverlake - a task that turned out to be relatively easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, last night was our last stop...but what a treat it's been.  We could certainly keep going as we barely scratched the surface of what Silverlake has to offer...but we'll leave that for our next production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;iframe width="300" height="300" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=115992906189455064140.0004639ec1194acb1a1a6&amp;amp;ll=34.09624,-118.281298&amp;amp;spn=0.021323,0.025749&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=115992906189455064140.0004639ec1194acb1a1a6&amp;amp;ll=34.09624,-118.281298&amp;amp;spn=0.021323,0.025749&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week #6:  MALO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This place was fan-CY!  Perhaps a little too fancy for me.  I had a delicious quesadilla though.  And about 20 pounds of chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week #7: Barragan's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never understood why this Mexican place has the name of an Irish place.  Regardless, we had a great time at Barragan's.  The waitress was so friendly to us, even though we can be sort of a demanding group.  And if I remember correctly, the burritos came with eggs on top!  Crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week #8: El Chavo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this ranks as one of my favorites - though Joseph had to go to bat with the manager to get them to split our check for us!  Again, we're a demanding group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week #9: The Best Fish Taco in Ensenada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I eat here all the time, so this was like coming home for me.  I can't say enough good things about TBFTiE.  It was the perfect place for our last meeting...quiet, informal, it was more like tacos with friends than a production meeting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's it!  Our tour of Silverlake Mexican restaurants has come to a close...Unless we decide to order in during tech week....do they have Mexican places in Koreatown???  Anyway: we hope you've enjoyed following along as much as we've enjoyed actually doing it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-8114492592869142053?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_Lake,_Los_Angeles,_California' title='Our Tour of Mexican Restaurants PART 2!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8114492592869142053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-tour-of-mexican-restaurants-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8114492592869142053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8114492592869142053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-tour-of-mexican-restaurants-part-2.html' title='Our Tour of Mexican Restaurants PART 2!'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-57812056202739968</id><published>2009-03-12T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:25:19.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE BREAK!</title><content type='html'>A dear friend once told me "why do a play when you can do a musical?!" ... and I totally agree!  Music can convey human emotion far better than words alone.  What might be a breif moment in a scene can be elaborated into an entire two minute dance break.  And hell, musical numbers are fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've watched our video trailer then you're probably familiar with the incredibly addictive tunes of Freddy &amp;amp; Francine ... BST's new favorite band (IMHO).  (If you haven't watched our video trailer then go watch it already!!  http://www.restartyourheart.com) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, we're honored to have had Freddy &amp;amp; Francine themselves come into a rehearsal to teach everyone their  song "HOLD ME" which will make an appearance in &lt;3.&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoMichael. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/Sbl9OIwKd-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/uBQGA32WmEc/s320/fnf1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312414917281347554" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/Sbl9gY3uPvI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0hnpxKkYYNg/s320/fnf2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-3182499338791176847</id><published>2009-03-06T15:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:29:33.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is really worth checking out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/03/robots.html"&gt;ROBOTS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-3182499338791176847?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/03/robots.html' title='This is really worth checking out...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3182499338791176847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-really-worth-checking-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3182499338791176847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3182499338791176847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-really-worth-checking-out.html' title='This is really worth checking out...'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-8572469336255991954</id><published>2009-03-05T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:56:07.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nausea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>I want to get married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are words I have never uttered!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now it’s all I can think about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t care if it’s an out of date institution built around blah blah blah—I don’t care!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I remember myself a year ago saying that what needed to happen to the institution of marriage was a total overhaul.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I preached that marriage as a whole needed to be unrecognized by the federal government.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything would be reduced to a domestic partnership, and if you wanted to get married in a church then fine, but that would hold nothing when it came to government recognition.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Pfbt!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;The development of this show, combined with the whole prop8 debacle, paired with my meeting someone who I think I could actually stand being with for the rest of my life has really done a number on me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I’m not sure what to do about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Maybe I’ll just get drunk and propose….&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-8572469336255991954?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8572469336255991954/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-7065176380596025449</id><published>2009-02-26T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:58:08.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KIDZ</title><content type='html'>oh, to be an unsuspecting child, drawing colorful pictures while time ticks quickly by. children slow down time. actors, too, can slow down time. to act is to get a second chance at childhood. a chance to play, a chance to grow again, painting living pictures as time (for a moment) stands still. we live that same moment over and over again. in truth, we realize we cannot perfect a moment through repetition. this gives me hope. comfort. security. trust in myself and my myriad emotions. my imperfections. my ability to play (one i pledge to never lose). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am sam. and i am in love. with love. and with Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-7065176380596025449?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7065176380596025449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/kidz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7065176380596025449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7065176380596025449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/kidz.html' title='KIDZ'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-7648000975657534288</id><published>2009-02-26T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:50:42.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACT I</title><content type='html'>After a touch of confusion over our rehearsal location, last night was the first full run of act 1!!  We ran through twice, and shaved a whole seven minutes off the second try - good work everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      .&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/Sabj16uuejI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vpaZ8gkGRfU/s320/Rehearsal+3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307179726340520498" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SabjubEkPvI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pbBGl8wTueU/s320/Rehearsal+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307179597583105778" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SabjjlpvnUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/apTyR6mwx1E/s320/Rehearsal+1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307179411444833602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-7648000975657534288?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7648000975657534288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/act-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7648000975657534288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/7648000975657534288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/act-i.html' title='ACT I'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/Sabj16uuejI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vpaZ8gkGRfU/s72-c/Rehearsal+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2348523337180518190</id><published>2009-02-23T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:13:15.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tour of Mexican Restaurants</title><content type='html'>One of my personal favorite "why not" decisions we've made during this process was to hold each weekly production meeting at a different Mexican restaurant in Silver Lake.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick sample of what we've seen so far....Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=115992906189455064140.0004639ec1194acb1a1a6&amp;amp;s=AARTsJqNJ9nIXX_G4n2gd9Te3BRGFaMEwQ&amp;amp;ll=34.103134,-118.281212&amp;amp;spn=0.042642,0.051498&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=115992906189455064140.0004639ec1194acb1a1a6&amp;amp;ll=34.103134,-118.281212&amp;amp;spn=0.042642,0.051498&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week #1:  Acapulco (aka the TGIFriday's of Mexican food).  This place was a little loud and rediculous.  They asked if they could take our picture for their newsletter or something, and sadly we said no, otherwise I'd have that to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week #2:  Mexico City ... how can you go wrong with a place like this?!  I had a gordita!  I thought those were only at Taco Bell!  (ps: it was amazing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week #3:  El Conquistador.  This is one of my favorite places in Silver Lake.  We were able to take up the entire front room, and even stirred up some publicity as people leaving would stop and look at Logan's beautiful set model seated next to us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week #4: (we took this week off due to the video shoot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week #5:  Tomorrow, we're meeting at Casita del Campo - which I've never been to before, but I have some very high expectations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow along as we visit 5 more fabulous Silver Lake restaurants!  Suggestions welcome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, Michael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2348523337180518190?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2348523337180518190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-tour-of-mexican-restaurants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2348523337180518190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2348523337180518190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-tour-of-mexican-restaurants.html' title='Our Tour of Mexican Restaurants'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-5633643748018661929</id><published>2009-02-23T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:43:49.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Remains Nasty</title><content type='html'>a new cut was presented to us tonight.&lt;br /&gt;four scenes overlapping. one ontop of the other....&lt;br /&gt;lines were cut, and new words were added.&lt;br /&gt;nasty remains nasty. good good.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;we all cracked up. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tyler stole focus from himself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;is the actor's job to justify, or just to jump in and make it work?&lt;br /&gt;ian never knew that when a woman has a baby her vagina doesn't just stretch, it tears.&lt;br /&gt;now that is nasty! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;there is still so much to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jillian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-5633643748018661929?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5633643748018661929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/nasty-remains-nasty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5633643748018661929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/5633643748018661929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/nasty-remains-nasty.html' title='Nasty Remains Nasty'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-6646186977906421799</id><published>2009-02-20T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:15:37.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Shoot!</title><content type='html'>We finished the first of many video shoots this week!  It was a very smooth couple of days thanks to the incredible talent and efforts of our production team, designers and our fantastic cast.  Thank you to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that we are not the first theatre company to try to integrate video into a production, and we also know it comes with peril.  'Peril, you say?'  Yes I do.  All too often the use of video in theatre is poorly integrated and alientates the audience from the real experience of art in the present tense.  Theatre is unique because at it's heart it is uncontrolled, unedited, and exposed.  Cinema is not the same, and it is not a substitute or a natural partner to stage action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our goal with the use of video has been to smoothly integrate it with the live action in such a way that it becomes indispensible.  We hope to use it further enlighten the psychological and narrative life of our characters, not to replace theatre, but to add dimension and scope to a living work.  Jenny likes to refer to each recorded piece as a 'vista' or a view into an otherwise unseen element of our play.  Since our plot is tied to life in a world of media and technology, and how romance and personal development are channeled and restricted by a network of others, we hope to integrate video as a living, breathing, theatrical device that seemlessly helps us tell this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shoot was a big step along the way!  The footage looks amazing and I can't wait to cue the first video for opening night and see how all this pans out.  No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rGG2NPII/AAAAAAAAAGM/8KiU2h_2fMk/s1600-h/270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rGG2NPII/AAAAAAAAAGM/8KiU2h_2fMk/s320/270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305006269982915714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rGDsGo4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/JFdTwvxiqVA/s1600-h/271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rGDsGo4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/JFdTwvxiqVA/s320/271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305006269135233922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rF8YaZhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kRgs5ePIv5I/s1600-h/266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rOtsIohI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pvqL4YFW4B8/s320/279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305006417848607250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rOjrTwTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VvKiuUCHJa8/s1600-h/277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rOjrTwTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VvKiuUCHJa8/s320/277.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305006415160787250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rOhnnzSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Nl0v7uYrNwA/s1600-h/275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rOhnnzSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Nl0v7uYrNwA/s320/275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305006414608452898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-6646186977906421799?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6646186977906421799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/video-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6646186977906421799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/6646186977906421799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/video-shoot.html' title='Video Shoot!'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZ8rGG2NPII/AAAAAAAAAGM/8KiU2h_2fMk/s72-c/270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-8492626118443426344</id><published>2009-02-16T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:11:39.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being at the Grand Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I always believed that deciphering the intention of a playwright using dialogue alone is like a human only experiencing life through one of her senses. Imagine trying to describe the experience of being at the Grand Canyon to a group of people, having only seen a picture and never been to the Grand Canyon. You'd be trying first to figure out what it was like to be at the Grand Canyon, then trying to describe the experience to others. This experience has been different. We have been able to fully experience the Grand Canyon, and bring that experience into the rehearsal process. We know the intentions behind the lines because we wrote them. This also means that the lines aren't written in stone. It is freeing not feeling handcuffed to a line that isn't working, or if it isn't what we're trying to say. It's comforting to know that the product of this process is the story we want to tell, and the time we would normally spend trying to figure out what the playwright is saying, we spend perfecting the words and actions in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- joseph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZnjclWV8NI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PV4O1kAh5vw/s1600-h/227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303520116407136466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZnjclWV8NI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PV4O1kAh5vw/s320/227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZnjcUHJXoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZduyH5FU0-g/s1600-h/226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303520111779995266" 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Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SZnjclWV8NI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PV4O1kAh5vw/s72-c/227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-6253349803751314137</id><published>2009-02-16T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:24:17.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do a little dancing...</title><content type='html'>Since we were unable to rehearse the Chicken Dance tonight......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22d9712306541a2b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2395279095600673356</id><published>2009-02-14T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:11:27.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Human or Are We Dancer?</title><content type='html'>i've noticed a peculiar tension in my body. It all starts in my groin, but don't be confused. the urge is not sexual. at least not at first. but this urge radiates out from my groin into all the parts of my body, in euphoric waves. but I am not on drugs. the four on the floor bass drum pulses through my outer environment and into my body, fueling this pulsating urge to move. it starts in my groin and ripples outward in a funky rhythm. i see the colorful patterns the music makes, I feel the earth shake with the bass. my heartrate quickens, as something is happening. i'm not sure how, but I am indeed transforming, and now i wonder what new form of being is this that I have achieved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tyler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2395279095600673356?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2395279095600673356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-we-human-or-are-we-dancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2395279095600673356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2395279095600673356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-we-human-or-are-we-dancer.html' title='Are We Human or Are We Dancer?'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-168172002476403671</id><published>2009-02-11T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:07:24.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>? = $</title><content type='html'>today was great. i forgot how much i like doing this. ive been doing solely comedy for the past few years that getting my head back wrapped around this is enjoyable.its all about the text. use it. figure it out. and asking questions. i remember mark from emerson saying 'your integrity as an artist depends soley upon your ability to ask questions'. thats always helped me. also, 'acting isnt about emotion, its about behavior'. yup, that right there is pretty much my entire approach. use it and you owe me $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-drew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-168172002476403671?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/168172002476403671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/168172002476403671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/168172002476403671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='? = $'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-1063745098096810877</id><published>2009-02-10T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:32:03.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're probably right, i'm a heinous bitch . .</title><content type='html'>I'm sick.  Very sick.  I can barley use my voice and because of the cloud that is forming inside of my head, my thoughts jump rather quickly from the present to the past, to what i am going to eat for lunch.  I think that is sort of accurate. i think mel is in a  bit of haze, jumping from her present to her past, back to wether she should have just one more dirty martini.  She's getting older. everyone can see it.  he loves her.  she loves him.   fuck that bitch who butted into my relationship earlier.  why can't i jsut be sweet?  why wasn't i just born sweet?  one of those people that everyone talks about when you leave in a good way?  like him. like dante.  everyone loves dante.  always has.  magnetic.  perfect personality. effortless. i hate him. i have to try so hard, and then trying only hurts me.  but man did HE love me. that made me feel good.  a man that everyone loved so much loved me.  thought the world of me.  but i couldn't take it. good at everything, always flyign high. im not like that. i have dark places. and i get lost in their caves.  and i got mad at him for not having them. elise.  shes gorgoeous. she looks ten years yonger than me. shes happy. constantly happy.  fearless. careless. god it's cold in here. my feet hurt. i want another drink. i want a cigarette.  who is this guy in the glasses losing it right in front of me?  are there drugs at this party? i want some.  god my feet hurt.  suck it up. the shoes'll stop hurting after just one more martini.  where is sam.  sweat sam.  my lovely sam.  he'll leave me too, sooner or later, and onyl then will i realize what i lost.  man, i'm pretty drunk.  i want a cigarrette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.  my feet realy hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mel/amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-1063745098096810877?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1063745098096810877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-probably-right-im-heinous-bitch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1063745098096810877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1063745098096810877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-probably-right-im-heinous-bitch.html' title='You&apos;re probably right, i&apos;m a heinous bitch . .'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-994863884887306313</id><published>2009-02-10T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:09:11.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Like This is Out of Nowhere</title><content type='html'>Last night was my favorite rehearsal so far. As stage manager, I've attended them all and kept mostly quiet as is my job description, but as the primary writer on the script and a member of the ensemble I feel like a part of the journey just as much as Jenny and the cast. For me, Tuesday night was the first time I really saw the actors breaking into the hard psychological issues of their characters and asking the tough questions they'll need answered in order to play their roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no coincidence these questions came up at this rehearsal. We had some pretty intense scenes on the docket - James' collapse, Danny's explosion, and Emily's conversation with God are all pivotal moments near the end of the play. But for the first time I heard actors asking questions about the truths that bely their actions. Not just the easy ones, either, where the actor fishes for the easy out, but important details about previous events and relationships that color the action on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a process like this, where the actors are so involved in the playwrighting, it's easy for the artist to think they already know everything about his/her character. But no matter how a play is written or conceived, and no matter how much of an expert the actor is on the given script, the process of asking questions, exploring action, making mistakes, becoming frustrated, asking more questions, making more mistakes, and learning every action and intention by heart by heart by heart is why the theatre is more alive than any art form next to music. That process cannot be bypassed, it cannot be disregarded in any way. Any actor or director who think they can just skip on by the hard stuff is bound to be met with failure. Any actor or director who takes the time to do it right will always find success in some form or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Process process process process process process process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to see it coming along. I'm trying to keep my mouth shut, I swear. I don't know what the fuck I'm gunna do. Perhaps I'll do a little dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-994863884887306313?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/994863884887306313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-like-this-is-out-of-nowhere.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/994863884887306313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/994863884887306313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-like-this-is-out-of-nowhere.html' title='It&apos;s Not Like This is Out of Nowhere'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-69043640056287342</id><published>2009-02-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:57:55.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Making It Up</title><content type='html'>I figured once we had our script in order, the rehearsal process for this play would morph into the typical rehearsal routines. That has not been the case so far. We are still playing with the script, not specifically the lines so much as the blocking and characters. It feels more like rehearsal for a film -- we are defining what these characters would and not do. As a group and individually, we are constantly making discoveries about how the action of this story unfolds, scene by scene. It is a very exciting and refreshing process. I feel very engaged in this rehearsal process, and that I have more creative responsibilities in this production than just 'actor,' even now. It is an empowering position that I share with the ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-69043640056287342?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/69043640056287342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-making-it-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/69043640056287342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/69043640056287342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-making-it-up.html' title='Still Making It Up'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-4025247171464512659</id><published>2009-02-06T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:25:23.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal PIctures and More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqsr00rZI/AAAAAAAAACM/YZvOr-CfCv8/s1600-h/1233813809641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqsr00rZI/AAAAAAAAACM/YZvOr-CfCv8/s320/1233813809641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798546163477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqsc5v7oI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Q7Fa2S9wT8/s1600-h/1233550000507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqsc5v7oI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Q7Fa2S9wT8/s320/1233550000507.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798542157606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqngcPOHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1UybI9rYdUI/s1600-h/1233121884063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqngcPOHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1UybI9rYdUI/s320/1233121884063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798457208223858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnSeBuqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6JOitW2y_Co/s1600-h/1230503225618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnSeBuqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6JOitW2y_Co/s320/1230503225618.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798453457631906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnaywHgI/AAAAAAAAABs/MtP1E4TtUI0/s1600-h/1230408702904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnaywHgI/AAAAAAAAABs/MtP1E4TtUI0/s320/1230408702904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798455692041730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnXaiF5I/AAAAAAAAABk/bsoAJ5k-2vg/s1600-h/2009-01-27_21_51_45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnXaiF5I/AAAAAAAAABk/bsoAJ5k-2vg/s320/2009-01-27_21_51_45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798454785152914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnesc8kI/AAAAAAAAABc/RnGf5adLCUM/s1600-h/2009-01-27_21_51_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqnesc8kI/AAAAAAAAABc/RnGf5adLCUM/s320/2009-01-27_21_51_33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798456739361346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics from our process!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-4025247171464512659?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4025247171464512659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehearsal-pictures-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4025247171464512659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4025247171464512659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehearsal-pictures-and-more.html' title='Rehearsal PIctures and More!'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aEX-8HOPcoU/SYyqsr00rZI/AAAAAAAAACM/YZvOr-CfCv8/s72-c/1233813809641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-8163320447722073965</id><published>2009-02-06T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:41:32.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVEMENT by Jillian</title><content type='html'>"all movement is a sign of thirst.&lt;br /&gt;most speaking really says, 'i am hungry to know you.'&lt;br /&gt;every desire of the body is holy." ---hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one motion leads to another.&lt;br /&gt;georgie and joe find their thirst on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;leading them to the roof...&lt;br /&gt;then to uninhibited playful plotting,&lt;br /&gt;"we should have sex...where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily's movement is driven by cell phone reception.."call me baby, call me baby..." desperate to hear her love's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james is in full body and heart overload...caused by a kind of dehydration. he must find elise--only she can fulfill him, quench him. he must find her, it's a matter of survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny must for once, get up and out of his head, his judgement, his ego and save two lives: emily and the baby.&lt;br /&gt;The baby's movement takes control. ready or not, the baby is coming.&lt;br /&gt;there is no time for logic.&lt;br /&gt;MOVE motherfucker!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;we played with locations. finding that all of this can take place just about anywhere, and it will...small or large spaces.&lt;br /&gt;nearly all at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;choreographed chaos!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-8163320447722073965?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8163320447722073965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/movement-by-jillian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8163320447722073965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/8163320447722073965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/movement-by-jillian.html' title='MOVEMENT by Jillian'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2263163317609317265</id><published>2009-02-03T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:35:50.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph All At Once</title><content type='html'>When I first rehearse a scene I say the words in as many different ways as I can, and, if allowed, I move in as many different directions as I can. You never know when an errant step or an awkward turn of phrase will wind up in the show, or better yet, unearth a part of the character heretofore unknown. Besides, there is usually plenty of time to get it right. The first rehearsal is also my time to cast my net as far as I can with the other actors. I want to get in their faces and let them know I'm here and available to them as a resource. These two techniques work well together, and lead to a fun rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;    Tonight we worked on the first scene of the play after James's monologue. Although it usually seems like there is never enough time in any rehearsal, tonight seemed especially short. We only had about 30 minutes to run the eight page scene, which resulted in running it once, receiving notes, and running it once more. It felt like just a taste. I think it comes from a certain anxiousness to discover everything all at once. I wanted to run the scene over and over again until I had said the words every way, then begin to hone in on what felt best. But patience Joseph. Patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2263163317609317265?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2263163317609317265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/joseph-all-at-once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2263163317609317265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2263163317609317265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/joseph-all-at-once.html' title='Joseph All At Once'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-285182815136027802</id><published>2009-02-01T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:20:11.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emilia discovering georgie</title><content type='html'>i love to dance!!!!  it's the best!!!!  dancing with tyler is fun and gave more purpose to our action in the scene.  i think it'll be weird....and totally cool.  and i wanna feel good about going over the top and being weird since we are the most ethereal characters in the show.  ....really nothing could be too too much!&lt;br /&gt;wanna practice computer moves.  wanna be totally clear.  i like discovering how georgie can sympathize TOTALLY but not empathize.  i'm excited to discover more moments like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-285182815136027802?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/285182815136027802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/emilia-discovering-georgie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/285182815136027802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/285182815136027802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/02/emilia-discovering-georgie.html' title='emilia discovering georgie'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-1742714386460295272</id><published>2009-01-29T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:23:38.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Incredible to Be Acting Again! (Ian Madeira)</title><content type='html'>so incredible to be acting again!  we've spent so long planning this, that i almost forgot what it was like to be feeling words instead of writing or planning them.  all the emotions i've felt throughout the last year channeled through a character i have yet to discover.  much of sam is me and i am sam, but the discovery is the best part.  just as we live each day as humans, i live each rehearsal as this human character, part imaginary being, and with each passing day more and more real, more tangible, more grounded in this imaginary world we call now.  so crazy to fall in love with myself all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-1742714386460295272?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1742714386460295272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-incredible-to-be-acting-again-ian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1742714386460295272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/1742714386460295272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-incredible-to-be-acting-again-ian.html' title='So Incredible to Be Acting Again! (Ian Madeira)'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-3794569488242695857</id><published>2009-01-29T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:20:00.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video--Conducting the Chorus Exercise</title><content type='html'>One of the exercises we did to get into James's monologue was for Drew to conduct an improvised choral rendition of the text. Here's the very end of the monologue/song/exercise. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b94c5ede5138b83e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db94c5ede5138b83e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331328051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C51918E8381CE3ECC08302C5ACCEE62D64B923B.840756738B276110C96962ECC0266EA73E767CAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db94c5ede5138b83e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6DAqX0Sfbrz2eFD9_x0wFGigd2Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db94c5ede5138b83e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331328051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C51918E8381CE3ECC08302C5ACCEE62D64B923B.840756738B276110C96962ECC0266EA73E767CAD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db94c5ede5138b83e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6DAqX0Sfbrz2eFD9_x0wFGigd2Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-3794569488242695857?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b94c5ede5138b83e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3794569488242695857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/video-conducting-chorus-exercise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3794569488242695857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/3794569488242695857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/video-conducting-chorus-exercise.html' title='Video--Conducting the Chorus Exercise'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-2489184422318220991</id><published>2009-01-28T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:56:45.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Rehearsal, from Drew</title><content type='html'>hello internet&lt;br /&gt;so here is my first blog ever.&lt;br /&gt;today was the "1st" day of rehearsal, and we started with a very logical start: the start.&lt;br /&gt;the play starts with my opening (and only) monologue. scary scary shit.&lt;br /&gt;after getting it as much off book as it was going to be, we played around with it; did it from different angles, made the other ensemble do it as an orchestra conducted by me, stuff that helps get it in deep. im not ready yet, i havent done the table work yet. as an actor i need to talk ALOT about things, figure things out, experiemtn, fail, try again and again and again....however the term "discover" sounds so theatre faggy that i want to go out of my way to not use that term. we did no discovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited. great first day. god its good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-2489184422318220991?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2489184422318220991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-rehearsal-from-drew.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2489184422318220991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/2489184422318220991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-rehearsal-from-drew.html' title='First Rehearsal, from Drew'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92210231678894266.post-4850753238836952396</id><published>2009-01-26T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:05:10.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>We knew we were special...</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken it upon myself to write our very first rehearsal blog post, a tradition we'd like to keep up over the next two months as we prepare to stage &lt;3...So here I am.  It's 2:00 in the morning (a mere 3 hours after our first rehearsal) and I find myself listening to music (F&amp;amp;F, obviously) and thinking back on what we learned tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we read through the script I was taken by a sense of accomplishment.  I smirked a few times, remembering moments from the last few months as we developed this script (i.e., perpetually reoccurring ringtones).  And I looked forward to finding new ways expand on the material, and to incorporate new ideas, designs and technologies to help us tell this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sense of accomplishment was accompanied, however, by an eye-opening realization of exactly what's ahead of us!  We have just over two months to mount an incredibly ambitious project that will require a lot from all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I have never had more faith in a group of individuals, and have never been prouder to be a member of the BSTC.  Let's make some theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/92210231678894266-4850753238836952396?l=brimmerstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4850753238836952396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-knew-we-were-special.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4850753238836952396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/92210231678894266/posts/default/4850753238836952396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brimmerstreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-knew-we-were-special.html' title='We knew we were special...'/><author><name>Brimmer Street Theatre Company</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16588596387101956004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
