Defender Picks 
JEUDIMay 17th
Circle Bar (10:00 PM)
Our resident country starlet returns
NOMA Sculpture Garden (7:00 PM)
Theatre: Shakespeare under the oaks!
Mid-City Theatre (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Camp meets Freud in this tale of deviant sexual awakening
JPAS (8:00 PM)
Theatre: 80s kitsch rollerskating musical. Need we say more?
CAC (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Ricky Graham takes the stage for a one-woman show
Tip's (10:00 PM)
Alt-rock of radio fame, with the Rocket Summer
Rock 'n Bowl (8:30 PM)
Zydeco Night!
Green Project (7:00 PM)
This doc puts the spotlight on metal scavengers Q&A with filmmaker follows.
Gold Mine Saloon (8:00 PM) Weekly reading series, this time with poets Clark Coolidge and Joel Dailey read.
Hi-Ho Lounge (9:00 PM) Weekly Thurs Gig- Brass band of the hour plays their unique mix of hip-hop and jazz.
Kermit Ruffins and the Barbecue Swingers
Vaughn's (7:00 PM)
Tom McDermott and Aurora Nealand
Buffa's (8:00PM)
I Club (8:30 PM)
Big D Perkins and Cornell Williams team up! VENDREDIMay 18th
Bayou St. John (5:00 PM)
Don't rest, just Fest! Today's music features Kelcy Mae, Papa Grows Funk and more!
Bite the Tail Off Homelessness Crawfish Boil
Lakeview Presbyterian Church (5:30 PM)
Berl for the homeless. Music from hil Melancon, Steve and Sasha Masakowski, John Rankin, Johnny Angel. $10
The Shops at Canal Place (6:00 PM)
The annual Ogden fundraiser and celebration of the South's summer suit of choice.
Howlin' Wolf (9:00 PM)
Hollywood Babylon, featuring NoDef's own Moxie Sazerac
Museum of the American Cocktail (6:00 PM)
The museum's annual fundraiser features great drinks and Meschiya Lake
Historic New Orleans Collection (6:00 PM)
Concerts in the Courtyard goes Cajun!
Tip's (10:00 PM)
featuring Big Daddy O, Waylon Thibodeaux, Ruby Moon, Bart Ramsey, & Lindsey Mendez
d.b.a (10:00 PM)
The one and only roots rock legends, live on Frenchmen
Circle Bar (10:00 PM)
NOLA Indie on Lee Circle
One Eyed Jack's (10:00 PM)
Metal returns to the Quarter
Blue Nile (10:00 PM)
NOLA rock 'n roll on Frenchmen
NOMA Sculpture Garden (7:00 PM)
Theatre: Shakespeare under the oaks!
Mid-City Theatre (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Camp meets Freud in this tale of deviant sexual awakening
JPAS (8:00 PM)
Theatre: 80s kitsch rollerskating musical. Need we say more?
CAC (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Ricky Graham takes the stage for a one-woman show
Allways Lounge (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Cripple Creek's take on this Greek drama about women who denied their warmongering husbands the business.
Greater Tuna
Shadowbox Theatre (8:00 PM)
Theatre: A comedy about Texas' third smallest town
SAMEDIMay 19th
Bayou St. John (All Day)
Don't rest, just Fest! Today's music features Renard Poche Band, Meschiya Lake and Jam-ALL
Audubon Zoo (10:30 AM)
Food, music, fun from the East!
Mahalia Jackson Theatre (8:00 PM)
LPO teams with Symphony Chorus of New Orleans for Gustav Mahler's thrilling career capper!
The New Movement Theatre (8:30 & 10:30 PM)
One of the country's premier funnyman comes to the Marigny!
Octavia Books (2:00 PM)
A booksigning and presentation with photographer West Freeman
Siberia (10:00 PM)
Wear red, don't forget to shake it.
Circle Bar (10:00 PM)
New Orleans' best raspy voice in a very fitting venue
NOMA Sculpture Garden (7:00 PM)
Theatre: Shakespeare under the oaks!
Mid-City Theatre (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Camp meets Freud in this tale of deviant sexual awakening
JPAS (8:00 PM)
Theatre: 80s kitsch rollerskating musical. Need we say more?
CAC (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Ricky Graham takes the stage for a one-woman show
Allways Lounge (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Cripple Creek's take on this Greek drama about women who denied their warmongering husbands the business.
DIMANCHEMay 20th
Bayou St. John (All Day)
Don't rest, just Fest! Today's music features Russell Batiste and Uptown Indians, Feufollet, a tribute to Coco Robicheaux. Plus, the Rubber Duck Derby!
Mahalia Jackson Theatre (7:00 PM)
Stairway to Heaven returns, thanks to the Louisiana Philharmonic
House of Blues (9:00 PM)
Composer and keyboardist extraordinaire comes to the Quarter. Remember the theme from Amelie? That was him.
Dragon's Den (10:00 PM)
The originator of dubstep, live in New Orleans!
One Eyed Jack's (10:00 PM)
Noise and bounce unite
Los Po-Boy-Citos
d.b.a. (10:00 PM)
LatiNOLA
NOMA Sculpture Garden (7:00 PM)
Theatre: Shakespeare under the oaks!
Tom McDermott and Kevin Clark
Mojito's (9:00 AM)
Jazz brunch at one of the finest Quarter courtyards
Buffa's (10:00 AM)
Jazz Brunch, local style!
Mid-City Theatre (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Camp meets Freud in this tale of deviant sexual awakening
JPAS (8:00 PM)
Theatre: 80s kitsch rollerskating musical. Need we say more?
CAC (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Ricky Graham takes the stage for a one-woman show
Allways Lounge (8:00 PM)
Theatre: Cripple Creek's take on this Greek drama about women who denied their warmongering husbands the business.
Hot 8 Brass Band Howlin' Wolf Den (9:00 PM) Keep the weekend feet movin' to that brass band beat. |
The 800 lb. GorillaFacing the Stage: An EditorialAs he gets ready for Krewe du Vieux, NoDef Drama Critic Jim Fitzmorris posits that New Orleans' theatrical growth is stunted by the creative, performance-based explosion that is Carnival season.
I, for one, am deeply excited about Krewe du Vieux. Anything featuring mules drawing filthy, satiric floats and led by some of the best brass bands the city has to offer is worth my excitement. Then, there are the marching sperm passing out condoms. That is right, I am deeply excited. Having given up my great digs in The Marigny, I will head down to the NoDef offices, king cakes in tow, where I will park my car and saunter over to the corner of Royal and Frenchman. I will mingle with a crowd that includes denizens of not only the city proper but also Da Parish, Kennah, and Metry, bra'. They come from all over the greater metro region to see the nasty floats and kick the season off in depraved style. Some of them actually bring their kids.
Needless to say, any parade that has featured a phallus battling a rooster is worthy of the great anticipation/recollection machine that is Mardi Gras' ignition weekend. This year's theme Crimes Against Nature holds endlessly provocative possibilities, and the parade's queen Deon Haywood, the executive director of Women With Vision, is a firebrand worthy of the honor. As always, the event will be that spectacular mixture of the civic minded and the profane for which the krewe has come to be known, and it creates an influx of locals into the downtown area that few other New Orleans' parades can generate. The PBR and Bud Light crowds are unified for one evening. In short, it is something that all who call themselves the young-and-hip-at-heart can look forward to enjoying.
Can you name the traditional theatrical event in the city that has been described as the same? If you can, please tell me, because I like to think I know theatre in this town pretty well, and I cannot.
This is the reality that no one in the New Orleans theatrical community seems to want to face: Mardi Gras sucks the potential for theatrical growth completely out of the community. Let's not pussyfoot about this. It always has, always will. It is the 800 lb. King Kong float from Bacchus in the room. Ever since Owen "Pip" Brennan Jr. decided to open Mardi Gras to the masses in 1968, theatre has been in a defensive action against "The Greatest Free Show on Earth". The theatrical gripers are in denial of this fact. They would rather blame invisible malfeasants who have wrecked the scene that has not had much to brag about since Dion Boucicault left for good in 1865. Instead of cheating out to face the truth, they offer dozens of solutions that have been tried over and over again. For them, the shortcomings of New Orleans' theatre are about people who fail to write the proper grants, approach the right donors, or build the perfect subscription base. While the money for all those aforementioned elements can be found in New Orleans, its attention is focused somewhere else. The real question is yet to be answered : why pay for the show when you can be the show?
Do any of you know how much it costs to be The King of Rex? Does anyone understand that 10% of the dues for one major Carnival krewe could pay for three to four lovely shows? Financial involvement in any organization is far more substantial than any season ticket package. When you start to add the hotel rooms purchased, the parties thrown, and subsidiary events, it boggles the mind how much money is actually out there for the theatrical art form, but, here's the devastating part, little of it is interested in investing in theatre. And we are talking about thirty-plus organizations that in some instances call 1,000 people active members. Do the math, and you will see there is a vibrant, performative cultural engine at play inside ballrooms and all throughout the streets from 12th Night until ashes are placed on foreheads. It just does not involve proscenium arches, scenic designers or professional actors. Unless, of course those arches are contained on moving trucks, those designers work for Blaine Kern or The School of Design and those actors are invited to reign over us all.
Facing this fact, however, opens up a second front of anguish: the theatre community participates in this madness. Full throttle. Theatrical artists second lining in the requisite Bywater freak shows, supposedly committed-to-their craft performers using meager paychecks to finance their Krewe dues, or site-specific creators refusing to figure out ways to incorporate the same madness into their work. If you are a committed theatregoer, can you think of more than one show in the last five years that had a fraction of the expectation and energy that accompanies the coming of Krewe du Vieux? By that, I mean a clear-your-calendar-event that has you counting down the days until it arrives.
Want to know why comparable media markets like Milwaukee and Louisville have better theatre scenes than New Orleans? Because they do not have Mardi Gras. There is no other reason. The residents of those fine communities cannot plan to march through the streets as a sexually permissive version of the cast from Scooby Doo without being ridiculed at best or arrested at worst. They have to wait for the ludic spirit to happen in the dark with their participation limited to laughter and applause.
Carnival is not Fight Club; it can be talked about. To ignore it is to act like the fault lies in financially strapped artists, not in the city's cultural monster. That being said, the theatre community needs a new awakening on the subject if it is going to move forward. It could start by shutting down theatrical activity for the three weeks of Carnival outside of any project directly related to festivities.
I would like to offer more suggestions for how to do so, but I am clearing my schedule to march as a not-so-drowsy chaperone for Nelson Middle School's band in the upcoming season. We are marching in Babylon, Iris, Bacchus and Zulu.
I am really excited. ’)
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This is the first column
This is the first column of yours which makes almost no sense to me.
My objection boils down to this: Carnival is not theatre, it is spectacle. Although I count both among life's pleasures--maybe one a bit more than the other--they spring from very different impulses and serve very different needs. ('Wants' might be righter than 'needs.') To aver that the dominance of one contributes to the paucity of the other is to swap out apples and oranges because both of them fruits are wearing costumes and showing off.
"Why pay for the show when you can be the show?" Answer Number One: Because not everyone wants to be the show. Answer Number Two: These are very different shows you're talking about. The satisfaction of narrative and the time-honored 'holding up a mirror to life,' to name two purposes of theatre that Carnival doesn't even attempt to scratch.
Then there are all of the straw-man arguments littering the piece:
"The PBR and Bud Light crowds are unified for one evening. ...it is something that all who call themselves the young-and-hip-at-heart can look forward to enjoying. Can you name the traditional theatrical event in the city that has been described as the same? If you can, please tell me..."
Um...I'm unsure if you're asking for appeal to just the Bud Light crowd or to the BUD Light/PBR combo. Assuming the latter: No. And so what? Name a movie that appeals to all demographics, a TV show, an anything.
"The theatrical gripers...would rather blame invisible malfeasants who have wrecked the scene...[T]he shortcomings of New Orleans' theatre are about people who fail to write the proper grants, approach the right donors, or build the perfect subscription base."
Granted you get around more than I do, Jim, but in ten years here I've never overheard or participated in such a narrow-minded conversation. The theatermakers I know talk about (a) what they're doing next, (b) what they've seen recently and whether or not they liked it, and (c) gossip. If they drink enough Bud Lights, they might wax poetic about how they can make their work better.
(This is probably the point to nod in Michael's direction: Yes, this compatriot shares your belief that my fringe health is symbiotically dependent on the health of the establishment, though your remark that "the fringe was kept much more in check" pre-Katrina makes me a little hesitant to do so. If I remember right, the fringe immediately pre-Katrina was pretty much just Donnie James and Scott Heron...much more in check indeed.)
"...it boggles the mind how much money is actually out there for the theatrical art form, but, here's the devastating part, little of it is interested in investing in theatre."
Here's where the apples & oranges sleight of hand occurs. Between 'theatrical art form' and 'theatre' lay oceans of difference.
"...you will see there is a vibrant, performative cultural engine at play inside ballrooms and all throughout the streets from 12th Night until ashes are placed on foreheads. It just does not involve proscenium arches, scenic designers or professional actors."
Or glorious dialogue, or timeless insight, or crack comedic timing, or the shock of recognition, or announcements to please turn off your cell phones.
"[T]he theatre community...could start by shutting down theatrical activity for the three weeks of Carnival outside of any project directly related to festivities."
If I'm reading the calendars of events correctly, there is no theatre in New Orleans this Carnival season between February 13th and February 28th. This black-out period has been in effect as long as I've been here. Adding one more week will be sufficient?
Carnival is a drain on money, energy, and time...on office workers as much as on theatermakers...but it's not inherently competitive with theatre. And if it is, if I am wrong, the solution is for theatre to offer, more and better, all of the things that Carnival cannot, not "figure out ways to incorporate the same madness into [the] work." That is a comparison where we are sure to pale, for all of the financial reasons you cited.
I heard an argument similar to this one a long time ago, in Chicago. One participant said, "The theatre scene is in trouble." Another participant said, "The theatre scene has been in trouble for hundreds of years."
Good piece, Jim. There's
Good piece, Jim. There's also the festival component. Anyone business-wise who might be sponsoring some theatre or arts (like Humana does in Louisville) is pretty well financially exhausted by everything else. From Whitney Bank (formerly) to Rouses to Abita to Shell. Ain't no money left. But at the same time, would you trade New Orleans for Louisville?
True Ted, but it's a pretty
True Ted, but it's a pretty tall order to ask the anti-establishment to coordinate; by their very nature they are supposed to be sporadic, nimble and rebellious. So when the anti-establishment has no strong establishment to for-lack-of-a-better-term “battle” with, it becomes the establishment by default, which only works in a George Lucas film where we don’t see what happens next to the rebels once they destroy the deathstar. And as Jim has pointed out in previous entries, right now, NOLA theatre is much more the fringe than the mainstream. When InSideOut produced its first show in June of 2005; Le Chat, Le Petit, Southern Rep, Rivertown, JPAS, and the Saenger, were doing pretty well, and the fringe was kept much more in check. Katrina blew the hierarchy up, paving the way for smaller compaines to flurish. And for the first couple of years, support poured out pretty well(mostly from fear of losing the theatre community for good) and there seemed to be a great deal of hope. Around 2008-2009 that esprit de corps began to whittle and support waned and cooperation vanished. Now NOLA theatre has gotten smaller, and I think will continue to diminish a little more before it levels out and begins to grow again. But that growth will depend on the growth on the health of Southern Rep, Le Petit, Mid City Arts Theatre, JPAS, Shake Fest, Summer Lyric and to a lesser extent, Anthony Bean, Rivertown and the Local Universities, and not due to the health of the smaller companies with no permanent home and plan more by production than by season, (and I’m including the St. Claude District.) As a proud member of the Barbarians of NOLA theatre, I hope my compatriots share my belief that their health is dependent on the health of the establishment; it is a symbiotic relationship that like most aspects of the Universe requires balance. We need to pick these places back up and put them on their feet.
As far as corporate sponsorship, yeah, I’ll pass on the message, but I’ll have to preface it with a SIAP (sorry if already posted). But keep in mind, Pope Julius II approached Michelangelo, not the other way around. And it was King James that told Shakespeare to put on a play. Artists will always be at the mercy of generous patrons, whatever shape, size or sex. As much as we mortals like to believe we are in charge of our own destiny, sometimes a Dues ex Machina is the only thing that will save us. But hey, at least there’s hope.
Michael, good point but I
Michael, good point but I think we've already seen those modern-day Medicis come and go, at least for now. (And generally, here in New Orleans, and elsewhere I suspect, they've more often been Lorenza than Lorenzo.) But there are no more Edith Sterns or Muriel Bultmans out there. Over the past decade or so, we’ve seen a vast number of those grand ladies who supported the arts by writing huge checks pass on. Martha Ann Samuel, Luba Glade, Naomi Marshall, Gayle Batt, Frida Lupin, Lois Hawkins and others. Whatever fortunes are still there, their heirs have chosen other outlets to support.
Theater companies of every size need to seek out more corporate support, more foundation grants, as well. If groups like the Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra, the N.O. Ballet Association and the N.O. Opera Association – groups that I think anyone would acknowledge have more specific (and thus limited) audiences than theater -- can manage to make it in these times, certainly theater can prosper, as well.
As someone else noted on the thread on Stage Click, companies MUST stop battling each other and make some attempts to coordinate openings to avoid spreading the audiences that are out there too thin.
I’ve already noted elsewhere that I largely agree with Jim that Carnival is and likely always will be insurmountable competition to virtually any theater. Even if a modern day Medici were to arrive in our less-than-modern day Florence, he’d be drawn to the allure of being king of a parade first, patron of the arts later.
No, Jim, I can't go along
No, Jim, I can't go along with this.
Sophocles had to compete with the Olympics, Plautus had to deal with the colosseum, and Shakespeare had to fight the brothels and bear bating houses of London all while navigating through the Reformation. There are reasons and there are excuses and we should not use Mardi Gras as an excuse. NOLA Theatre is in the Dark Ages for the same reason Rome fell. It got too big to support itself, corupt/incompetent/overwhelmed leadership, and when the barbarians finally broke down the gates, they had no clue how to run the machine. The renassisance will take place when a Lorenzo Medici appears who likes the theatre arts, likes his name in the paper, and has money to burn.
UBU Enchaine', the third
UBU Enchaine', the third installment, goes up next weekend. The first 2 UBUs did so well the Cripple Creek kids have added a second night!
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