Cy Ashley Webb
Cy spent the ‘80’s as a bench scientist, the tech boom doing intellectual property law, and the first decade of the millennium, aspiring to be the world’s oldest grad student at Stanford where she is interested in political martyrdom. Presently, she enjoys writing for Stark Insider and the SF Examiner, hanging out at Palo Alto Children's Theatre, and participating in various political activities. Democracy is not a spectator sport! Cy is a SFBATCC member.
Staying in the Dream: ‘Triangle’ at TheatreWorks Silicon Valley (Review)
'Triangle', which just opened at the Lucie Stern Theatre in Palo Alto, embraces our distant and immediate past, creating glimmers of a future, and doing things that other musicals just don’t.
Celebrating Ethel Merman in San Francisco
No microphones. It's all about the Bel Canto in Voice Australia's 'Call Me Miss Birds Eye'.
Making it Real: ‘The Illusionists’ are no disappearing act
The audience was jollied along by host Jeff Hobson, aka the Trickster, who had fewer sequins than Liberace, but nonetheless wore his over-the-top fabulousity with comparable panache.
San Jose Stage Rocks it with ‘Addams Family’ (Review)
A must-see summer treat, now playing downtown San Jose.
Fallen Angels flying high at TheatreWorks
If you want someone who can go from 1 to 100 on the loonymeter, while managing to look drop dead gorgeous with seven sheets to the wind, Sarah Overman is your gal, and Rebecca Dines is right behind her.
Starting up in Berkeley: Inaugural Bay Area Book Festival
Dr. Bonyfide (Jin An Wong) sagely pronounced “Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom,” as he showed Know Yourself PBC's latest offerings, while Kim Stinson Serrano helped a young visitor spin a gaming wheel and affix a scapula (shoulder bone) in place.
American redux: ‘Angels in America’ at Foothill (Review)
Perez brings such visceral intensity and electric physicality that you’ll be entirely wowed.
More of this virtual world at San Francisco Playhouse (review)
Russell delivers a performance that’ll give you shivers of recognition. You know this long-winded, self-serving, alpha male wanna-be who sucks the air out of the room.
