Seriously: maybe it just needs more sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll. Whole heaping gobs more. Of all three. At the same time.
Parabasis asks the question….
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
About Steve Patterson
Steve Patterson has written over 50 plays, with works staged in Portland, Los Angeles, Chicago, Detroit, Austin, Tampa, and other U.S. cities as well as in Canada and New Zealand.
His works include: Waiting on Sean Flynn, Next of Kin, Farmhouse, Malaria, Shelter, Altered States of America, The Continuing Adventures of Mr. Grandamnus, Bluer Than Midnight, Bombardment, Dead of Winter, and Delusion of Darkness.
In 2006, his bittersweet Lost Wavelengths was a mainstage selection at Portland Center Stage's JAW/West festival, and, in 2008, won the Oregon Book Award (he also was an OBA finalist in 1992 and 2002). In 1997, he won the inaugural Portland Civic Theatre Guild Fellowship for his play Turquoise and Obsidian.
View all posts by Steve Patterson
June 7th, 2009 at 6:16 am
I was thinking the very same thing driving home this afternoon. Stereo cranked up. Car hugging the curves. And for some strange reason Nazareth, Hair of the Dog. Yeah. We need summah that on the stage.
June 7th, 2009 at 5:34 pm
Years ago, at the waning of the Sixties, Sam Shepard lamented that most contemporary theatre couldn't hold a candle to the power and excitement of the Stones or the Who. Sadly, he's still right, and about the same bands, even if their members are eligible for Social Security and half of the original Who is dead. But, you know, if you try, the audience is out there. Back in 2001, I produced one of my plays as a late-night; it had ever kind of bad behavior you can imagine, the warning notice was almost 50 words long, but it also operated on this wild, anarchic humor and a delight in bending the audience's mind. Consequence: sold out the whole goddamned run, and the play's performed magnificently at the box office every time it's been staged. But it apparently scares folks as well, and they send it back despite the money it's made because they know what kind of snarling phone calls they're going to receive and threats to cancel their subscriptions.We need more Bill Graham's running our theatres, who'll take a call from an offended patron, and go, "Yeah, well the people who bought out the rest of the run are digging it, so fuck off, asshole!" *SLAM*Well. One can dream.