Cy Ashley Webb
War of the Worlds revisited
Only afterwards does it dawn on you that your mind was transported from one place to another along such a smooth continuum that you arrived where you intended with only a limited sense of how you got there.
SF Symphony brings on Beethoven Revolution (Review)
This motiv count changed the listening experience, as it forced you to listen through the often dense texture to pick up on repetitions happening deep in the music.
Theater Review: Hershey Felder as ‘Monsieur Chopin’ at Berkeley Rep
“Chopin is the angel of all pianists,” says Felder, “he really was able to take piano to new heights that hadn’t been seen before him. All these years later, we still strive to create the magic that he supposedly created at the instrument... it’s really ethereal."
Mighty Mojos tripping through history, powdered wigs and all
The Naked Empire Buffoon Company (Sabrina Wensky and Cara McClendon) could give John Belushi’s killer bees a run for their money. These two combine the petulance of an ill-mannered child with the wiles of a Chechen terrorist.
Not Just a Fish Story: Moby Dick – Rehearsed (Review)
Broadly, energy on stage fits one of three patterns: the fierce, isolated intensity of Ahab, the compliant, but detached skepticism of Starbuck, and the intentionally unfocused direction of the rest of the cast. This tripartite energy division serves the action well.
Hardly Child’s Play: ‘The Great Pretender’ at TheatreWorks (Review)
This script is so strong, in part, because the playwright avoids the prescriptive; instead, he provides four rich characters with whom you genuinely want to spend time.
Hot Time in the Summer: A Jazzy Night at SF Symphony (Review)
Jazz pianist Makoto Ozone joined the Symphony to reclaim Rhapsody in Blue back from United Airlines and a thousand dreary elevators.
Portland’s Finest: Pink Martini & The von Trapps at Davies (Review)
Going from improbable to even more so, they performed Hushabye Mountain from “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.” However, for all practical purposes, Dick van Dyke never saw this version. Thomas Lauderdale was right in saying that it sounded crossed with Mozart’s Requiem.
Broadway by the Bay: In the Heights (Review)
Don’t be afraid of letting your gaze linger on individual dancers. Choreographer Nicole Helfer has a good sense of what you’ll be looking at — and just as important — what you can’t miss.
Bedazzled: San Francisco Gay Men’s Chorus (Review)
From the high camp of Nancyboy (topped with a fascinator and moving gracefully in towering platforms) riffing off Joel Grey to an exquisitely nuanced “Send in the Clowns,” the artistic caliber of these two hundred and fifty hunky sweaty guys left nothing on the table.