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"Five strangers who meet at the airport, but on standby, for what is to them unknown reasons, at least for all but one. They become a bit perturbed, not knowing how they got there, let alone why they are there. Wouldn't you? We know, or at least we can feel it at times, the connection we have with other people. You may chalk it up to coincidence, happenstance, fate. If it keeps staring you in the face, you begin thinking more about it. Attempting to resolve that gut feeling of why. Then, when you find the focus is really on you, not them, your first reaction is denial. When you figure it all out, you become at ease, perhaps understanding, willing to accept. However, only two can leave the airport, so says Peter. All those on Standby, need to decide which two get to leave. The other's fate lies with Peter. Believe it or not (and you will know why I say this after you see this musical), this musical is enjoyable. The characters pull at your heart. The expose themselves, and bring out many feelings of life from within us. So bring your tissues . . ." Weslie Bushby NYMF: 2018 Dramaturg Temple of the Souls Photo by Joseph Marzullo
Video: Christina Bianco sings "My Faith In You" From the Holy Cows of Credence, South Dakota8/11/2016 Video: World Premiere of New Song "Don't Wait" at the Underscore Theatre Company in Chicago6/30/2016 Thank you all for the birthday wishes. I have a request. It’s completely free. On Friday night, Rod and I decided to go out for a drink and got into that typical couple’s argument about where to go. I wanted to go to a gay bar. Rod didn’t want to go somewhere loud. I said, “I just want to go somewhere where we can be gay.” It was a casual comment. It was about comfort. It was about being in a place where I could hold my partner’s hand or give him a kiss and be completely comfortable. It was never about safety. Or danger. It was because I wanted to be room full of people like me who were happy to be people like me.
Spotlight: The World Premiere of Facing East: A New Musical at the Jericho Arts Center in Vancouver4/28/2016
As a kid, I had never heard my father being supportive of the gay lifestyle. To be absolutely fair, I had never heard him be unsupportive. But because of the nonexistence of subject in our lives, I didn’t know how he was going to react to the news I had finally decided to give. It was three days before Christmas, and I was nineteen years old, the day I sat at the edge of my father’s bed and, without looking at him, told him I was gay. It took everything I had to say those words. Everything I knew at that moment was up in the air. Since I was a little kid we were a self proclaimed “team,” just me and him. We would sit on Sundays and listen to music and he would ask me how it made me feel. We would watch movies and talk about them afterward, dissecting story and character. He would read every word from every draft of every story I wrote. He would see every show I was performing in, multiple times. Support, amazing support, is what my Dad had always been. I wasn’t at risk of just losing a father by this news, I was at risk of losing my best friend. |
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