Ok. Day two of the Pittsburgh Fringe is under our collective belts. Do we feel inspired? Do we feel a rejuvenated sense of appreciation for those working and creating on the edges of our performance community? Do we ever want… Read More ›
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Day Two of Fringe 2018
From Iron Age Theater in Philadelphia, To My Unborn Child: A Love Letter from Fred Hampton written and performed by Richard Bradford, just blew my mind. This one person show recounts the life of Chicago’s Black Panther Party (BPP) leader… Read More ›
Fringe 2018: A Day of One Person Shows
With a name like St. Mary’s Lyceum, I was anticipating a church venue for the 5th annual Pittsburgh Fringe Festival shows playing there. In fact, it’s a bar – or should I say a social club, a term I still… Read More ›
It Sounded Like Shakespeare Hypnotized Children of Heaven in My Dreams
I spent my first day at the Pittsburgh Fringe 2018 at St. Mary’s Lyceum. It was a mixed experience for both the shows and the location. As far as the space is concerned: audiences beware! St. Mary’s Lyceum is an… Read More ›
What Do Tentacles, Judy Blume, and Anxiety Have in Common?
It is the first evening of the 5th Annual Pittsburgh Fringe Festival. A full weekend of new plays, collaborations, and one person to-dos ahead. There are only two venues this year, the obscure and almost delightfully impossible to find St…. Read More ›
Puppets, Proletarians, Things That Go Pop, and Police Violence
Welcome back to Fringe Festival Weekend, Pittsburghers! Time for another round of bouncing around between a ton of independent performances throughout the North Side. While I eased into my first Fringe experience with only two shows on day 1 last… Read More ›
First Friday of Fringe!
The New Vintage Ensemble presents #VANLIFE, written, directed and performed by Kimmie Leff and Casey Thomas. Â Kimmie and Casey, two friends whose lives are less than perfect are becoming unhinged under the pressure of society’s expectations of them, or more… Read More ›
Sensations and Emotions: Fringe Day 3
The final day of Fringe started, admittedly, with a bit of delirium. Fatigued, processing all the mini-dramaturgical moments from the past two days, I was a bit beleaguered re-entering the Alphabet City bookstore, now on the sun-soaked top floor, ensconced… Read More ›
Trump and Circumstance: A Politically Charged Day 2 at Fringe
It is apropos, perhaps, that when entering the Artist’s Image Resource, I was tantalized by phenomenally raw pieces crafted by artists of varying levels of experience that lined the wall. The images, by and large, captured the aching and angry… Read More ›
That’s a Wrap: Fringe Day 3
Day 3! The last day of my first Fringe Festival! And it was a beautiful one. Finally, I could happily live the dream of comfortably biking around town seeing plays. On Friday it was all dreary and rainy for my… Read More ›