Man, this is a very cool little independent theater. All these years I have meant to take in a performance here and finally I can say I've been. And how close did I live to this place for most of those years? Easy walking distance for 6 years, and ridiculously easy walking distance for four more. And only now that I have to be able find parking do I finally make it in. Sigh.
This is not exactly the theater district. It is, in fact, the International District, and the space unfolds down a cattywampus flight of stairs and into a beautifully reclaimed basement auditorium. You don't see much from the sidewalk to indicate a performance venue. You have to rely on the awning that says "Theater Off Jackson" in foot-high letters. For some of us, that's enough. Generally.
On a sultry July evening, the electrifying thrill of new performance coats you like...well, no. Actually, you're sweaty. It's an unventilated basement. Nobody's reading their programs--they're all fanning themselves with them. But it's not that bad. They have cold beers and other liquid delights on offer in the lobby at reasonable prices. They even have draft beer. And fresh cookies and candy bars. It's a pretty great vibe, actually, everybody standing around slugging decent local beers like they're at a party.
Speaking of the party vibe, we came in last night for the 14/48 Festival. 14 new plays in 48 hours. Our gregarious host for the evening started the show by saying the first step in writing, staging, rehearsing, and premiering all these plays is: "tapping the keg." So, clearly, I learned something about the theater last night. This new knowledge spoke to my inner dramaturge. Maybe a few other innards at the same time.
It's actually rather amazing, what they put together in such a short span. They draw themes on scraps of paper from a big plastic ice cream cone, and from there the playwrights embark on a sleepless night of writing 5-10 minutes for 2-5 characters. From there, stage crews embark on a sleepless day of prepping the facility for 7 performances that night--in two rounds! And the actors and directors read and rehearse all day. Then they do it all again with another double-feature of 7 additional, even-newer plays the next night.
This weekend was the men's half of the proceedings. The women did their 14/48 last weekend. On the boards last night were plays about bickering neighbors, crime scene cleanup crews, aging, government mind control, pending fatherhood, prison exercise yards, and the Three Stooges. Comedies, dramas, thrillers, social commentary. Some great lines, great moments, and sparkling performances, all in the service of the overarching theme of being "fenced in."
The enthusiasm was unbelievably infectious, from the volunteers in the lobby through the band on stage and especially into the casts and theater administrators. This is the kind of place where the hum of creative output vibrates through everything from the performances to the candy bar wrappers in the concession stand. You just expect to feel the jolts of new ideas here, and you know that people nearby are holding themselves near their creative peaks for an unusually long time.
This kind of thing is more than just why it's great to come to the theater. It's why it's great to be open to what makes other people tick. Can't wait to see more shows here. read more