Performance

Yukio Suzuki Despite the rain and the ridiculous tropical mugginess that has clouded Portland in a shroud of sweat and uncomfortable moisture this week, The Offsite Dance Project On Thirteenth was still able to draw a substantial crowd. The show consisted of two pieces, set in unconventional performance spaces, by two emerging Japanese Contemporary choreographers/performers: […]

AS/SS It is events like last night’s Drum Machine that makes me wish that TBA, or at least the event space that is THE WORKS! was open year round. Not only because the event was unique, creative, upbeat, and engaging. But also because it was a well put together showcase of Portland talent and the […]

[I need to preface this review with the disclaimer that I do not consider myself a dance critic, and that I stepped in at the last minute to cover this when the writer I initially assigned it to was unable to cover it. I’m pinch-hitting here. We’ll see how it goes.] Four dancers stand in […]

As Emily Johnson’s The Thank-You Bar begins, the audience sits in the darkened backstage of the Imago Theatre, on two rows of folding chairs and a line of cushions on the floor, listening as two musicians slowly record and loop layers of sound. Lyrics overlay a single guitar chord, itself resting on looping radio feedback […]

Nature Theater of Oklahoma’s Romeo and Juliet is one of the hotter tickets at TBA this year. Nature Theater’s played at TBA before, and the premise of their 2010 offering—a show made up of poorly remembered retellings of Romeo and Juliet—seems to promise an irreverent but accessible approach to the canon. In writing the show, […]

Ian Goodricch Ahem… GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! A more nuanced appraisal, After the Jump! Ian Goodrich *cough cough* There is no solitude in Radoslaw Rychcik/Stefan Zeromski Theatre’s In the Solitude of Cotton Fields. When the curtain opens, flooding the audience with enormous billows of artificial fog, it marks the beginning of one hour of pure, loud, lurid, muscular […]

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