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We Can't Reach You, Hartford
An investigative history of the Hartford Circus Fire of July 6th, 1944. Nominated for a Fringe First at the 2006 Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
Daguerreotype
In the twilight of his life, famed photographer Matthew Brady must choose between the life he has built and the legacy he wants to leave behind.
Tone Clusters
Renowned prose author Joyce Carol Oates explores honesty, perspective, and denial through one couple's harrowing attempt to save the person they love
Friday, August 03, 2007
opening niiiiight... it was opening niiiiiight!
Call me geeky, but I've never had an opening night of a play when I didn't think of that song from "The Producers." It never occurs to me that people will walk out of my play exclaiming "We've seen shit, but never like this!" but really, singing that song ought to be a bad omen.

Luckily... it wasn't! Opening night last night went fantastically well, from the enthusiastic and friend-filled audience to the mesmerizing performances to the near-miraculous lack of serious injury leading up to it (when Greg decides it's his turn to contribute to the blog, remind him to tell you the story about how he decided to cut through a live copper wire while standing on a 15-foot ladder). Zach even pulled off wearing a stovepipe hat, a feat if I ever saw one.

Tonight is our "official" opening night, which means we've invited all our donors and some other important people to come. We'll be having a champagne reception afterward-- going out to buy the champagne in a few hours-- and getting our first chance to really talk to our audiences after a performance. Hopefully they'll be nicer than they were to poor ol' Max Bialystock.
posted by Katey @ 1:18 PM  
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