Showing posts with label lightning in a bottle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lightning in a bottle. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

eeeeeeeee-yow!

Just a quick update to everyone as to what's going on at the moment.

Right now we're still working out the kinks for our season slash waiting on some permissions. We're also setting up some fundraisers (read: chances to get drunk with us!) in the near future... I'm thinking uh, 1960s style rent parties, but that may or may not be true.

Also, keep your eyeballs glued to this space for info about being in Artemis the King later next month.

And of course the manifesto continues to grow and change, if ever so slightly. Thank you Nate for some lovely posts on said thoughts. What is it that Tzara said? "To put out a manifesto you must want ABC to fulminate against 123."

Off We Go Into The Wild Blue Yonder,
-Spencer









(hey, it's a birdie...)

Sunday, April 12, 2009

A Thought for the Day

"Je ne sais pas d'autre bombe, qu'un livre." - Stéphane Mallarmé

(for those of us who don't understand french: "I know of no bomb other than the book.")

Isn't that a wonderful quote?

Why don't we co-opt it into "Je ne sais pas d'autre bombe, qu'un théâtre."

-S.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Vestigial

So I was trying to remember the word "vestigial" - don't ask - and that got me thinking on the nature of modern theater and Feed the Bird's approach.

Yeah - try following that mental leap.

Warning: The following is just my thoughts on this theater group. (Scary, I know.) There is no overarching point I'm trying to prove or argue.

*Ahem*

My ponderous pondering focused primarily on the "lean and/or mean" structure of Feed the Bird - minimal actors, no lighting cues, only as many props as we can carry, etc. We chose this feature to be one of our theater's defining characteristics. Why? Partially because we have too, considering the realities of no-budget productions in NYC. Yet this was an artistic choice as well - our plays tend to disdain big set-piece productions.

From a FtB standpoint, the trappings of modern theater tend to distract from the point of it. We don't need a full helicopter a la Miss Saigon. We don't need a parade of animals a la The Lion King. Would the (hopefully) witty word-play of our Tradegy! A Series of Chorious Incidents really improve with a rotating stage and full choir? Perhaps, but I doubt it.

So - back to my original thought: "vestigial" & "theater". Is FtB shedding the much ado of major theater and moving forward? (Not alone, obviously - we're certainly not the only no-budget group in NYC. However, no-budget is currently experiencing a real resurgence.) Or are we regressing back to an earlier form of theater? Shakespeare did the travelogue "Antony & Cleopatra" on a blank stage. The original Greek productions took place in barren sandy amphitheaters.

If I was pushed, I'd probably argue that we're regressing, despite the negative connotations that word raises. My personal creative focus has always been on finding & manipulating the rules and conventions on media and genre. This, to me, doesn't seem like any kind of step forward. People have been messing with this sort of thing as long as "this sort of thing" has been around.

All said, I'm okay with where we are. I look to entertain - myself and my audience. I have no desperate desire to push the art of theater forward. In fact, I tend to think the people who actively set out to "progress" are pretentious assholes. Doing something successfully is, for me, more than enough.

I'll leave the argument about regression versus evolution of theater to those who care. At least, more than those who care for more than the length of a blog post.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Sudden Realization

Oh my god. I just read the title of this blog. Apparently I should be writing about "capturing" the screaming birth (read: "process") of the greatest artistic force of the last 822 years.

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To be perfectly honest, I feel my last post pretty much bottled that particular lightning.



Thrilling, isn't it? Stay tuned!