I never experienced the old Pittsburgh of soot and burgeoning mills and new immigrants, but there are times this old Pittsburgh reveals itself to me in surprising moments. There are locations in the North Side where the Fringe was held… Read More ›
5 Hams Fairytales
Fairytales, Fights, and Failure: Fringe Day 3
On Sunday, I walked into St. Mary’s Lyceum and past the small bar to the banquet space in the back that would be the venue for all three of my shows that evening. As I entered, I recognized the familiar… Read More ›