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The Brutal Democracy of Making

The Brutal Democracy of Making

You walk into rehearsal with this thing in your head: this perfect, shimmering bastard of an idea. And then reality shows up with a tire iron and starts beating the shit out of it. But here’s the thing: that’s not a bug, it’s the whole goddamn point. I’m working with other people, right? Some of […]

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The Director’s Racket

The Director’s Racket

The Hustle Never Stops, It Just Gets Smarter Post-Structuralism didn’t die, it went corporate. Burned bright, ate itself, and what’s left is a set of moves you can pull at faculty meetings, a way to sound dangerous while keeping your parking spot. Derrida says kill your idols, declares the author dead, and sure, on the […]

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Dance With Rapture

We ought to dance with rapture that we should be alive and in the flesh, and part of the living, incarnate cosmos. I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. My […]

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Dance With Rapture
Sailing The Storm

Sailing The Storm

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame. W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire Listen, I get it. I fucking GET it. Here’s some romantic fool naming his […]

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November 10, 2014 · The City

Hyde Street Pier

Hyde Street Pier

It is not upon you alone the dark patches fall, The dark threw its patches down upon me also, The best I had done seem’d to me blank and suspicious, My great thoughts as I supposed them, were they not in reality meagre? Nor is it you alone who know what it is to be […]

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We Are Being Carried Somewhere

We Are Being Carried Somewhere

My belief assumed a form that it commonly assumes among the educated people of our time. This belief was expressed by the word “progress.” At the time it seemed to me that this word had meaning. Like any living individual, I was tormented by questions of how to live better. I still had not understood […]

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Franconia Performance Salon #12

Franconia Performance Salon #12

A learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool. MoliΓ¨re So here’s the thing about watching someone saw a table in half at what amounts to an art salon in someone’s basement or warehouse or wherever the hell these things happen anymore: it’s the most honest thing you’re gonna see all night. None […]

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