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By R S:
We Americans are the First World, we may have recently forgotten. We set standards emulated often enough by an entire planet. Those Lesser Worlds continue to look at us. Heaven help them, convincingly argues one playwright in town.
If you or anyone in your household needs a remedial lesson in Personal Finance 101, Mike Daisey’s one-man show The Last Cargo Cult may keep you out of summer school.
If you or anyone in your household doesn’t know what a “cargo cult” is, Google it. And if that’s the case, resign yourself to be mad, once again, that your high school U.S. history teacher took too long on the material leading up to World War II to cover adequately the second half of the 20th century in class.
There are many shoulds in life. Seeing Kate Fodor’s 100 Saints You Should Know at Actor’s Express Theatre in Atlanta ought be one of them.
Last night’s Atlanta premiere of the three-year-old play highlights the thespic prowess of Carolyn Cook in the lead role of Theresa, a youngish woman fighting motherhood while cleaning toilets for a living. Her personal battle mirrors a similarly powerful, though much more private, struggle exhibited by Doyle Reynolds in his priestly performance as Matthew, who, after his parish seeks to part ways with its shepherd, flees to his only refuge, his Irish-American mother Colleen, played by a convincing Sheila Allen on this particular date of St. Patrick’s Day plus one.
Country came to town yesterday. Rarely had it looked more genuine, or more chic. Pasty, pale-white but sporting love as their real fashion statement, the older couple of tourists left CNN Center, presumably after taking in the well-done Atlanta studio tour. Both wore standard-frame glasses and sensible walking shoes. They stopped at the nearly ever-busy intersection of Marietta Street and Centennial Olympic Park Drive. She consulted a small map in her hand, then asked his opinion. Several nods and a change of traffic lights later, they crossed the street and headed into the park. He wore still-blue jeans, with a hint of a home-iron crease running across the legs’ fronts and backs. The belt was leather and unobtrusive. His shirt (by Gant?) was short-sleeved. His graying hair wore a two-week-old $7.50 cut. Her perma-press knit shirt was colorful, but not memorable. Her tan culottes were of a modest length. Her […]
The rain this time of year in Atlanta isn’t just a force of nature, it’s a way of life anathema to ‘most everywhere else. The drops are both reverie and reveille, all at the same time.
The atmosphere, it seems, is mourning the dying of summer. The earth is rallying its forces to prepare for winter. Its inhabitants seem uncertain about the current state of transition, yet remain captivated by the return to school, the throw of the ball, and other nostalgic tugs. In a relatively seasonless region, it’s an interesting night of flashes, deluges, and strange quietude.
Y’all listenin’? Y’all better hear this correckly the first time, cuz I ain’t about to repeat myself. Thanks, I got that corn-patch one-liner about high-test Southern gossip from the Gospel of TV variety shows, “Hee-Haw.” Y’all younger kids might not remember it, but ask the older folks. I know they all remember it. Thanks, I thought y’all would like that. So, please, now, sit right down, y’all, so y’all hear me straight up. Y’all gonna git it once and for all from the git-go, OK?: How does y’all spell “y’all”? This is a righteous, most religious, question, mind y’all, with all kinds of serious implications for life in these parts. Stuff like what might it say about how (or if) y’all grew up, where y’all’s people come from, where y’all worship, that kinda thing. I mean, it probably does say a lot about that, maybe even exactly about who y’all […]
Based on the online obituary’s time stamp, she died just a short while earlier this Wednesday evening, but the earthy, authentic voice of Mary Travers of “Peter, Paul, and Mary” fame will continue to live on for some time, and not just in the trio’s videos on YouTube either.
Among the stories told online Wednesday night, Ms. Travers’ obituary on The New York Times website highlights the challenge of marketing the folksy musical group to mainstream American audiences during the early 1960s, given the trio’s participation in civil rights and anti-war activities. The group performed in the 1963 March on Washington and joined the voting-rights marches from Selma to Montgomery, Ala., in 1965, according to The Times obituary.