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A Modest Proposal for a Better Way to Brand Theatre

empty seatsI’m a bad interview; I’ve learnt this now, from sad experience, a frosty November morning spent at Theatre Ontario’s offices at 401 Richmond, where I’d attempted with varied degrees of success to affect the folksy, unbuttoned erudition of what we might imagine characters in a Sorkin screenplay to sound like, my feigned patois unraveling after only three questions, flop sweat beading on brow and philtrum.  I was interviewing for a seat on TO’s Youth Advisory Committee, and after yammering at some length on a possible program to get young people to go to the theatre, I was asked, point-blank:

“How would you assess the demand for such a program?”

…Whereupon, having no lucid answer, I devolved into inarticulate grunts and rudimentary hand gestures. Later, slogging my way up Spadina, the question’s brisance having wiped the sun from morning’s glory, I began to wonder why, exactly, didn’t I have an answer prepared?  The question, you’ll agree, is not thoroughly difficult.

Except, actually, when I parse it out, the thing just seems more and more removed and weird and unanswerable. Why need we assess the demand at all, necessarily? Isn’t our job (at least in part) as artists, theatre producers, whatever, to create demand for our work, not just to react to it?

One of the clichés of business that commercial enterprises have internalized very well and artists have – in my experience – understood very poorly is that markets are not found – they are made. Particularly if you do challenging, non-commercial stuff, the consolation that your play will “Find its audience” is standard fare. There is little talk – and fewer resources – to actively build an audience base ex nihilo.

Yet, this is what businesses do all the time. Before Canada Goose began manufacturing their revolting parkas, no one needed or even wanted an expensive ski jacket made from bits of dead animal. There was not a deficit of coffee in the world before Starbucks’s cancerous growth. In a post-industrial society, the commodity itself is replaced by brand; people don’t buy things, they buy identities, they buy access to a putative community to assuage the soul’s emptiness.  For producers, money is not spent on the product – which in most cases can be outsourced to cheap labour – but on highly sophisticated communication strategies that target consumers and whisper promises of a happier life for which the product itself is merely a convenient semion.

Before I go further in this vein, let’s recall a salient warning from CanStage Artistic Director Matthew Jocelyn, from his 2012 eulogy to the Vancouver Playhouse:

…the Vancouver Playhouse remained a “company,” forced to rent its…performance space and justify its existence through commercial success. The term “company,” though used widely in the theatre business, unwittingly and perversely infers [sic] a likeness to the private sector.

Notwithstanding that I agree that conflating theatre with commercial enterprise is “perverse,” I don’t see how this should prevent us from appropriating the private sector’s most potent tools – effective branding and communications. Moreover, I don’t see how this necessarily prevents us from repositioning theatres as community institutions, rather than entertainment companies.

Theatre will probably never have the money or people-power to implement a marketing strategy as powerful as Starbucks’s – but neither does it need to. Theatre is, as Jocelyn remarked, a community-based enterprise, and even theatres with huge, international reputations still ultimately have identity conferred on them by their respective cities or nations (is there anyone who would argue that the RSC is not a distinctly English institution, or that the MET’s fame can be winnowed from NYC’s general mythology?).

The most obvious impediment to a highly sophisticated, creative, and targeted branding/marketing campaign is the utter lack of disposable funds – theatres simply don’t have the resources to create the multi-tier communications platforms such an endeavor would require, platforms that include everything from significant online presences to billboards to direct community outreach in the form of volunteers; creating apps and web ads and public events. These are hard to do well; harder still to develop an overall brand that affects people.

As a poultice to this dilemma we can look to precedents in other countries; between 2009 and 2011, for example, the UK government – through the Arts Council of England – ran a program called A Night Less Ordinary. The program set aside half a million free tickets to theatres all over the country for audiences aged 26 and under. Discounted or free tickets are something that almost every theatre does – where A Night Less Ordinary differed was that it was a third-party branding apparatus which took the burden of marketing off of the theatres – what was sold was not necessarily the individual shows (except on, as hinted supra, the local level), but the program itself. The celebrity endorsements – from Dame Judy Dench, Keira Knightly etc. – were for A Night Less Ordinary qua program, not for the RSC, or Covent Garden.

By acting as a synecdochic brand for a large number of theatres, the program was able to attract audience members (80 000 children and young people who attended 400 000 times, 8.9% of which had never been to the theatre before) without putting overmuch strain on each theatre individually – many of which would have had literally zero marketing capacity.

A Night Less Ordinary was far from perfect – for one thing, in some cases the program couldn’t cover the full cost of a ticket, leaving the individual theatres out of pocket. This is obviously problematic. We might also debate whether, in Canada, a national-rollout such as the one in the UK is going to be the best or most efficient means of doing this (my feeling is probably not.) But the crux and ethos of the thing seems sound.

An audience development program, operated by a third party and with a third-party brand, has the potential to cost theatres less, give them a bigger audience base, and open up the theatre community which you and I (probably) know and love to individuals who likely don’t even know it exists.  Though our instinct is to turn to government for funds in this respect, given the current political climate, I see far more potential in corporate sponsorship; especially if the program were directed at young people, if I were RBC or TD or CIBC you can bet that the opportunity to have my brand attached to a thing that’s hitting a market just at the age where they’re looking for a bank would be uniquely interesting to me.

That, anyway, is my modest proposal. We live, we’re told, in tough times; there is much talk of audiences’ defection, and Heritage Canada’s recent decision to refuse the Rhubarb! Festival’s annual grant is, I think, emblematic of quite a lot. As theatre creators, consumers, and lovers, our work must be proactive – we must make our audiences, because they will not be “found.”

On being Canadian, making work in Australia and touring it back to Canada

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Back to Back Theatre, Super Discount (2013. Image: Jeff Busby

I hail from Edmonton where my first job in theatre was with Catalyst Theatre. For the past decade I have been Executive Producer of Australia’s Back to Back Theatre. Our works small metal objects and Ganesh Versus the Third Reich have toured internationally extensively including to Canada.

In 2003, when I started with Back to Back Theatre I had never produced a theatre company before but the work is exceptional so it seemed logical to me that it should tour. It may sound odd, but this is in part because I am Canadian.

In 1975 I came home from my first day of kindergarten telling my parents (both Anglophones) that at my school we spoke French and that it was a whole different of way of thinking, of seeing the world. I went on to do a degree in Russian and French, studied and lived in Marseille and Moscow and a few other places. I had a rather vague idea that one should have an international life and landed eventually in Australia.

Back to Back Theatre is a ruthlessly contemporary theatre company. We set out to make work that is unlike anything that has ever been seen before, that is unfamiliar but feels inherently human. The company is based in the post-industrial regional centre of Geelong (near Melbourne) and all our work is written and performed by an ensemble of actors who nominate themselves as being perceived to have intellectual disabilities. “Who woulda thunk it?” someone once said to me, “that this company would tour?” That this was an unlikely combination did thankfully not occur to me.

What does it mean for me to play a role in bringing this work to Canada? Of course, I feel the great honour that this represents, that significant resources are provided, that audiences witness and bring the work into being through their attention and complicity.

I conjur parallels: grand distances and extreme (albeit diametrically opposed) climates, nations with violent colonial histories, a relationship to but some kind of healthy distance from European theatrical canon. In Ganesh Versus the Third Reich we asked ourselves: can a small theatre company from Geelong represent a Hindu deity on stage, re-write European and Asiatic history, taking in the Holocaust and the T4 program? If this group of creators can’t fictionalise such ideas, who can? Driven by an ensemble of artists with intellectual disabilities, Back to Back is perfectly placed to comment on the social, cultural, ethical and value-based structures that define the ‘majority’. If you are an outsider, it is sometimes easier to see with greater clarity.

Back to Back Theatre, Ganesh Versus the Third Reich (2011). Image: Jeff Busby

So I like the idea that one needs distance and dislocation in order to see things properly. But I’m envious too of something that I have missed out on through being an immigrant: of a seemingly rather old-fashioned way of being of people who live their whole lives in the same valley. I begin to think about vast countries that are of course not homogenous but made up of thousands and thousands of very specific communities. And here – it might be Natimuk or it might be Trois-Rivières – an artist or a group of artists identify and pursue what interests them and hope that this will thus be of interest to others. The work that resonates is not at all vaguely international but rather determinedly and beautifully specific.

And then, if the work is good – and there are many ways of being so – let us hope that this work can be seen by a fine audience, in living rooms or on the street, on a screen or on a wide and generous stage in some faraway place. We should all be so lucky to witness this collective generosity.

Coda: Back to Back Theatre just made a show called Super Discount. It ends with a snow storm. Here it is, with love to the cold white north from the far dry south and with a nod to Trudeau and a bilingual heritage which I value deeply.

 

Studium and Punctums

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The last two weeks of November have been remarkable. The scope of our interests and requirements at the NAC is vast. Our first task is to support and strengthen the national cultural condition, by familiarizing ourselves, in all manner of ways, with the breadth of talent and perspectives existing within Canada’s borders. In other words: connecting with “the amazing” and fostering relationships that will ensure that “the amazing” makes its way to our stages at the NAC. The second task is to put us into conversation with other parts of the world: in other words, making sure the traffic signals are working on a two-way street of international work.

Last spring, Jillian Keiley and I, invited Blake Brooker  – one of the collective members of Calgary’s One Yellow Rabbit – to join us in Ottawa. Our intention was to spend a couple of days with Blake interrogating our process for decision-making at the NAC, and to help us to clarify and shape our goals. The time was well spent and was heightened by Blake’s introduction to the notion of “The Punctum”. So helpful was this as an organizing principle, that we have since labelled our annual planning retreat as The Punctum.

Why Punctum? … A little on the provenance of the punctum brought to you by Wikipedia

From Roland Barthes 1980 Camera Lucida:

“The book developed twin concepts of studium and punctum; studium denoting the cultural, linguistic, and political interpretation of a photograph, punctum denoting the wounding, personally touching detail which establishes a direct relationship with the object or person within it.”

For me the over-arching studium has been about exoticism. This unusual two weeks has left me asking: What is an exotic life? What is an exotic place? Is exoticism a bad word? I draw no conclusions, instead I offer some links to follow.

Why Exoticism? … A 3-point shot on ways the word can be considered:

Wikipedia:  Essay on Exoticism: an aesthetics of diversity, “…possessing both aesthetic and ontological value, while using it to uncover a significant cultural “otherness”.

mrcurly.blogspot.com: “Exoticism is diametrically opposed to nationalism… Where nationalism seeks to praise that which is known and familiar, that which is not the other, exoticism performs the opposite process by praising what is unfamiliar simply by virtue of its difference… Whatever the case may be for nationalism, there is a paradox at the heart of exoticism, because exoticism is a value judgment based on ignorance.”

And finally onto Georgia O’Keefe: “Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.”

Playwright and composer, Nick Carpenter, recently wrote to say: “Oddly enough, it is Fort Mac that feels the most foreign…” and after having been there I completely agree. But I return to the Roland Barthes notion of the Punctum(s) to bring order to my travel chaos.

What follows then is a Punctum link travelogue told in 6 cities.

Sydney – 4 days – The Big Punctum: THE BATS

  1. 2013-11-20 10.03.53Belvoir Watching Hamlet after 24 hours of travel, and being blown away by young director Simon Stone and designer and Belvoir AD Ralph Mayer
  2. Sydney Theatre Company  The long hall. A full 5-minute inside stroll from road to water (and the theatres) on gorgeous plank flooring with the pictorial history of the company’s work on the walls as you walk (Insert picture”2)
  3. Sydney Opera House Because of its construction history and nationally minded ideals it reminded me of our National Arts Centre
  4. The Cake Man A seminal work by Yirra Yaakin Theatre Company
  5. Carriageworks See how a vibrant performance community works with 87, 188 square feet.
  6. Meeting Tanja Farman because Tina Rasmussen @cultureshark tweeted that we should while at Carriageworks and Tanja was in the building!
  7. Meeting producer Fenn Gordon because Sherrie Johnson @sherriejohnson brokered an introduction from her hotel room in Indonesia
  8. Meeting Merindah Donnelly Aboriginal and Torres Straight Islander Program Officer for the Australia Arts Council because Fenn picked up her cell phone and Merindah was able make it through the pouring rain to meet us a French Café.
  9. Losing my Iphone in a cab and getting it back
  10. We did go the beach. It rained. We left the beach. It stopped.

Melbourne – 1 night – The Big Punctum: PUBLIC ART EVERYWHERE

  1. Going Nowhere Festival. An active conversation on staying home and civic sustainability in the arts
  2. The Federation Bells So, so beautiful
  3. The Malthouse We saw Back to Back theatre’s new show Super Discount here. It was another gorgeous venue.
  4. Public wifi in the lit up night sky of a Manhattan-esque sky-scape
  5. Breakfast with “indigenous theatre royalty”. Two people referred to Rachael Maza of Ilbijerri in this way. A deep appreciation for her brilliance and what her father – before her – did to bring indigenous works to the stages in Australia.
  6. Running to catch up to a runner who had dropped his wallet. Sounded like he was from Canada when he thanked me.
  7. Melbourne, like Sydney, is a massive city. Much bigger than Toronto. It really surprised me. Especially in Melbourne it moved at a Manhattan pace

Vancouver – 6 hours – The Big Punctum: DOUBLE SUNDAY

  1. Meeting in the airport with Corey Payette between time and space (Sydney and Winnipeg and a repeating Sunday due to crossing the international dateline)

Winnipeg – 3 days – The Big Punctum: THE SNOW

  1. 2013-11-28 19.42.35Boon Burger. The most excellent Vegan Burger Bar.
  2. PTE Still amazed that the theatre is in a shopping mall and even more amazed by how well designed the theatre and the theatre spaces are within it
  3. Nobody looks at you funny when you zip up your arctic parka to get ready to go outside
  4. Seeing Hirsh at RMTC
  5. Camilla Holland’s daughter is in the Christmas Show at RMTC!
  6. Alan Williams, one of the true stars in the firmament of the 80’s in the Toronto Theatre Scene, and now dwelling in the UK, was also in attendance for the preview performance of Hirsch
  7. A lovely meal with Steven Shipper and a too brief but great hello with Bob Metcalfe
  8. Two excellent days of General Auditions for NAC

Fort McMurray – 1 night – The Big Punctum: THE BOOT CLEANER 

  1. The Keyano Theatre. A space where Catalyst Theatre one of Canada’s pre-eminent creation based companies has – for the past 6 years – been invited to make work
  2. Seeing their brand new and very exciting Vigilante – Catalyst Theatre
  3. Music in the lunch restaurant at the Fort Mac Hotel brought me back to all my heartaches… over yam fries and salad.
  4. Seeing the marks on the land when flying in.

2013-11-29 19.31.53Calgary – 12 days– The Big Punctum: 20 YEARS

  1. Opening of the 20th year of Stephen Hair playing Scrooge at Theatre Calgary
  2. Seeing Graham Percy in As You Like It this summer at Two Planks and a Passion in Nova Scotia and as “The Ghost of Christmas Present” in Calgary
  3. Attending a reading of a new play by Ghost River Theatre in a beautiful home on a Saturday afternoon where I drank pea soup from a cup.
  4. Talking to Vicki Stroich, new ED of ATP about surfing
  5. Having a coffee with Michael Green (Making Treaty 7 and OYR) and in a conversation about transformation, he pulls out his fake tooth to show a gaping hole. And he tells us that the tooth that had been there: “just slipped out”.

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#CdnCult Times; Volume 1, Edition 8

Canadian theatre gets its Anglo-cultural exchange on in this volume as Australia’s Back to Back theatre comes back to Canada ,while Canada’s NAC heads for a a world-wind tour of Sidney and Melbourne.

Meanwhile recent Toronto’s Fringe New Play contest winner Alexander Offord looks to London, England for a model that could help build, not just find new audiences.

What is there to be learned from the artistic practices and infrastructure of other Constitutional Monarchies that Queen Elizabeth II reigns over? Australia, England and English Canada are all steeped in a tradition that enshrined the primacy of  the works and value system for drama generated in Britain.

They’re all now fighting to create an arts infrastructure that is relevant to a multicultural society. But just like Shakespeare, we all remain the vassals of the Regent – so some things remain a constant, regardless of merit in our democratic and forward-thinking societies.

Michael Wheeler
Editor-in-Chief: #CdnCult Times

Geographic Correspondents: What is Leadership?

Laakkuluk's children. "From left to right: Igimaq (my son), Baabi (a little girl named after my father as well as her own great-grandfather), Akutaq (my daughter) and Viivi Iqaluk (my friend's daughter, who's birth I attended)."

Amy: I like the topic of leadership. I look for it everywhere. Leadership!

Matthew: All I can think about with this topic is Rob Ford. Ugh

Amy: heeheeheeheee

Laakkuluk: I just shuddered.

Amy: I feel so sorry for him. I know I should not, but my heart breaks.

Matthew: And then I was thinking…What if one of our theatre leaders behaved like that? Like if Jill Keiley was on crack and came out and said it. OK, I got that out of my system.

Amy: We have to be so responsible and transparent with the pittance of money we get. One wrong move and we’re axed!

Laakkuluk: I keep thinking something along those lines too. What if any other Canadian than an arrogant, large white man in southern Canada was on crack? But it makes me think again that many MLAs in the Nunavut legislature are infamous too and they still get re-elected from time to time.

Amy: So true Laakkuluk. The lens through which we see it…Yeah, we are a forgiving species? Is that it? Or do we turn a blind eye: are we in denial when that happens?

Matthew: Sure, there remains support for flawed leaders.

Amy: I guess today I thought of leaders close to me who influence me every day.

Matthew: Like the photo you sent?

Laakkuluk: Amy – tell us more about Marlene Cahill.

Amy: Yes. I love that Laakkuluk sent a photo of the children. I thought, of course! Marlene is a person in our community that a lot of artists, theatre artists go to for help with the business side of their companies. She is helpful to many small companies and individual artists. We talk to her about our ideas and hash out how best to bring them to fruition. She does the accounting/bookkeeping for many companies, RCA Theatre included. She also sits on our Board. Rock solid, very dependable and is truly dedicated to the right thing in every situation. I love her! I guess leadership to me is collaboration.  If I am a leader at all it is because I like to hear all sides of the story, so we can make the best decision, sometimes taking bits from all sides. Giving a wide berth.

Laakkuluk: She seems like the kind of leader that supports many people to do what they are good at.

Amy: Yes. Very supportive. And we can trust Marlene. Trust is key as well. Matthew, what’s your take on leadership?

Matthew: Well. I have been a little stumped off the top with this one. I know several leaders in our community and I am having a hard time choosing. I could make a list of qualities, but there is something elusive to good leadership too.

Amy: Matthew, are you a leader, do you think?

Marlene Cahill Matthew: Yes, I am a leader.

Matthew: I am the artistic producer of a company.

Amy: Can you articulate a process of your leadership?

Matthew: Um, sure.

Slight pause in the conversation

Matthew: Sorry- the phone rang there. My lunch date cancelled. I’m back. It was Ian, a potential candidate for a photo this week.

Laakkuluk: Matthew got stood up, stuck with us…

Matthew: happy to be stuck with you, as Huey Lewis would say

Laakkuluk: 😀

Amy: 🙂 I am laughing out loud here!

Matthew: He was a leader of the News.

Amy: and gorgeous too!

Matthew: I definitely prefer to lead by collaboration. But lately that has changed.

Amy: Oh Matthew, that is interesting. What happened that caused a change?

Matthew: My colleagues are new to the company, and younger so more direct leadership is required.

Laakkuluk: Your new colleagues need more mentorship?

Amy: Like delegating tasks?

Matthew: I find myself changing language in emails to be more direct with requests, and asking for collaboration, so yes to both questions.

Amy: I guess with new colleagues you need to find the language that works, gets the results you need, whereas with the last colleagues, you may have had a short hand language?

Matthew: Yes, and encourage their voices and let them develop a shorthand.

Laakkuluk: I get what you mean about leadership being elusive, because it means you need to be adaptive to the group. You need to be able to absorb communication to do it well.

Matthew: Yes, communication is a key to good leadership.

Amy: I guess it is because once good communication happens, everyone knows which direction to move in. Everyone is moving toward the same goal, no confusion.

Amy: Laakkuluk, how do your children lead you? Is that a fair question?

Laakkuluk: Well – I struggled a bit with the question like Matthew at first because of Rob Ford for sure, and the recent Nunavut election. So like Amy, I looked closer to home and came back to a theme that I use a lot. Even in my tattoos. That my life is enveloped by the work of my ancestors and my descendants. Our naming system is based on the idea that souls transfer with names. All the children in that picture are named after beloved elders, including my father and his friends and the oldest of my mother’s cousins. So these kids who are exploring the world as if for the first time again, are actually our elders as well.

Amy: This shines a new light on the circle of life! I love it.

Laakkuluk: Just as much as I loved the old people and learned so much from them when they were alive. I get to love the children as they learn and absorb the world. The little girl that was named after my late father was adopted to a lesbian couple. We like to joke that my dad loved women so much that not only did he came back as a girl, he also has three mothers! His bio-mom and his two adoptive moms!

Ian Rye AerwacolAmy: When first asked the question I did think of our premier, Kathy Dunderdale. I think she is a good leader. She is smart. I just think she has put herself out there at times when members of her cabinet should be taking some of the hard questions. She needs communication people who will protect her, and a cabinet who will protect her. I hope they are working on that internally. Muskrat Falls is very controversial. But the pollution from Holyrood where we get our power now is very bad. Obsolete.

Laakkuluk: I think you may be saying that leadership isn’t just about being the head of a project but also about people believing in that role.

Matthew: Amy, tell us about Muskrat Falls.

Amy: Oh, well, Muskrat Falls is the development of the Lower Churchill Falls for hydroelectric power. Our government is working with the Innu and Inuit to come through their land. It is a very complicated project, and many points of view. The end result would mean the electricity would come across the Strait of Bell Isle down through to the east coast of Newfoundland, and across the Gulf of St Lawrence to Nova Scotia and down the eastern seaboard. It would be clean hydropower. Multi billion dollar project.

Matthew: There is the continued idea that political leadership is fraught with challenges and great scrutiny, as it should be.

Amy: True that. Good summation.

Amy: See you West and North!

Laakkuluk: See you East and West!

Matthew: Always a pleasure. Keep well.

Creating Blind Love for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival

LeBoldus High School

The moment I knew our play, Blind Love was special was after the first performance at our high school two months before leaving for Edinburgh Fringe Festival. The student/actors are frozen on stage. The lights go to black. But instead of the obligatory end applause – silence. It was brief but felt like forever; sort of like people needed time to recover; to remember where they were. Once the applause ended, everyone just sat.

Our play Blind Love was a devised theatre work created by myself and 12 LeBoldus High School students ostensibly for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival in Edinburgh Scotland, August 2013. It had all live music with two girls on vocals (one with a ukulele), abstract ensemble movement, two short animated films (created by one of the student performers specifically for the piece), and a small narrative that used the Chinese myth of the Red String of Fate that inexplicably binds certain people together for life. Because we were sailing (ok, flying) across the ocean we decided the string would be our only prop; the physical manifestation of the ties that are created when one person meets another and the attachment is made.  We wove this all together with students’ stories; one of a boy who watches both his grandparents disappear before his eyes with Alzheimers; another who – as a child – lost a close adult friend in a snowmobiling accident. All these stories were “strung” together with a simple narrative of Boy and Girl, who meet each other and – seemingly through no choice of their own – fall in love and are together for life.

Dr. Martin Leboldus is a bursting-at-the-seams high school situated at the south end of the city of Regina in Saskatchewan, Canada. A school originally built for about 650 students, it now has a population of about 950. It is an increasingly diverse and vibrant Catholic School with an excellent reputation for the arts and drama in particular. It has won the Canadian Improv Games National Championship and has made the finals on several other occasions as well as having been a winner of the regional tournament on many occasions. It has an excellent reputation for writing and devising original works of theatre with its own high school students.

In starting to devise a work for the Fringe we began by playing around with ideas: They journaled, wrote songs and poetry, told stories, practiced the ukulele, moved, danced, did improv games and played with miles and miles of string. What if string represented a beating heart? What if string became an office tower? IPod head-phones? What if – once you saw someone from across the room you wouldn’t be able to let go of the string – ever? Red string became a physical metaphor for being tangled, confused, in fear, lost, forgotten, and of course in love – undeniably, passionately, and irreversibly in love. We blew our string budget in the first week. But that was ok. It was our only budget item.

If I had been a bit surprised by the audience’s response at our high school, I was not prepared for the Edinburgh response. People wept openly; students and adults alike. The audiences would leap to their feet the moment the play was over and many would find us after the performance  to congratulate the students. The students’ stories were front and centre. There was no “acting”. There was no need to play anything other than themselves. And when they spoke, they spoke directly to the audience about their stories. “We know you’re there,” they were saying, “and we need to tell you – and show you – some stuff.” I acted as part-time writer and  dramaturge, full-time director, teacher, counselor, and performance coach. They learned how to avoid cliché in order to dig deeper and came to understand the deeper impact of theatre that is honest, open, and bold.

The Edinburgh Fringe features several other smaller festivals under its auspices. The AHSTF (The American High School Theatre Festival) is one of them. It has two venues that are exclusively their own. 40 high schools from the US and Canada (only about 4 Canadian schools) were part of this year’s festival which takes place over the entire month of August. It is an incredibly well-run (by American theatre professionals), mini-festival where students and teacher-directors stay at the Edinburgh University Campus residences, take tours, (Both in London and the castles in the Scotland country-side), attend a few performances of the other high schools and generally attempt to take as much of the festival in as they can. Each school must sell their show the same way the rest of the Festival shows do: by getting out and pounding the pavement, handing out flyers, doing impromptu performances, talking up their show in lineups, and making sure that other high school students get to come and see their show as well. Each school has 4 performances over 10 days. We are provided with a house technician and a typical “Fringe” amount of time for load in and strike.

Our Leboldus students were blown away by the experience – both the high of performing on the Edinburgh stage and the incredible arts feast that is the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. What they originally thought was going to be a good opportunity to go shopping became a desperate fight to see as much theatre as they could. They began following me around like puppies: “What’s good Mr. Macdonald? What shows did you see yesterday?” And they became theatre critics:

“It didn’t take me anywhere.”

“Pretty good ensemble work.”

“That company has three different shows here. I have to see every one of them.”

They’re desperate to go back. Maybe one day a few will – as professionals.

Storytelling in the immediate

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Closing You Should Have Stayed Home in Ottawa last week had me think a lot about theatre, storytelling, and direction this aspect of the medium is taking in Canada lately.

That storytelling is in fact what theatre does, or should do, is up for debate as University of Toronto Professor Holger Syme noted in his post “Theatre does not tell stories”:

“A character on stage may look back and tell a story — but that character continues to live in the present, in a time that’s defined as “right now” by the very play he or she inhabits (a “right now” that we, as spectators, are allowed to imagine we share, simply because we share an actual “right now” with the actor playing the character). So that, in a large-ish nutshell, is my conceptual beef: theatre can’t tell stories, because stories are always necessarily retrospective. And theatre isn’t about the past. It’s about the present.”

What I have noted recently, is a number of shows that are not performed by ‘characters’, but the actual people who created or are creating the narrative.

You Should Have Stayed Home falls into this category. Tommy Taylor performs a story that occurred to him in the past at G20 Toronto, but it also occurs in the present. Not the present of the given circumstances that audience and performer agree to believe in. It is the current present of the day it is performed. This is explicit through both direct address “This is the T shirt I was wearing at G20”, and also thematically – we experience how G20 Toronto transformed Tommy Taylor into the person we see before us in the present.

Some of my favourite shows of late also employ this approach. Ravi Jain’s Brim Full of Asha has sold out practically every venue in the country it seems. In this piece, which he performs onstage with his mother, we experience the story of how they have negotiated her desire for him to have an arranged marriage. Again, there is no ‘fictional’ present for us to agree upon. Because this is the people who these events happened to, something happens that pulls the present into the present.

 

Two other successful pieces of theatre, both also on the topic of mothers come to mind when thinking about this recent strain of ‘reality theatre’: The Chop Theatre’s How To Disappear Completely, in which Itai Erdal relates a love for his mother and the unique circumstances surrounding his mothers death, has been wildly successful for a piece of indie theatre. The show was recently presented at The Stratford Festival while simultaneously winning the SummerWorks Award for Direction. In this piece Erdal is present not just because he is himself, telling his story – but because as a lighting designer he personally, with a lighting console in hand, controls the lighting of the show. The effect is one that allows the audience to meet Itai and hear his story in the immediate.

The other successful maternal narrative performed by its subjects is mothermothermother, presented at The Rhubarb Festival and upcoming at Push Off. Directed by SpiderWebShow co-creator Sarah Stanley with Natasha Greenblatt, Michael Rubenfeld and his mother perform their family history and relationship on stage. The dynamic of immediacy is increased by having the two subjects of the narrative on stage. The ‘plot’ is one that occurs in the past, but the ‘story’ is what is occurring to the subjects in the moment. When mother and son sing “That’s What Friends Are For” together as they used to in earlier days, as audience members we don’t experience it as a flashback to an earlier time, but as a testament to where they are in their relationship in the immediate present.

 

Winners and Losers, playing currently at Canadian Stage is possibly the most striking and widely seen example of this work. Directed by 2013 Siminovitch Prize Winner Chris Abraham and fresh from a European Tour, the show stars Marcus Youseff (who recently wrote for SpiderWebShow) and James Long (who also directed How to Disappear Completely). Billed as a “staged conversation”, a game of categorizing things and people as ‘Winners’ and ‘Losers’ devolves into increasingly personal attacks on one another. It is how this conflict plays out in the present, which gives the piece a unique immediacy each performance

Where this trend originated is not a question that has a singular answer, but a question I asked World Stage Artistic Director Tina Rassmussen during a twitter chat about the upcoming World Stage season offers a clue:

Is it possible that seeing this sort of work be presented from elsewhere has encouraged domestic artists to take up the mantle themselves? Hard to know.

What is certain is that this is a relatively new and successful trope in contemporary Canadian performance, and that it changes the nature and immediacy of storytelling (if we accept that theatre does tell stories). As other media and mediums continue to develop with advances in technology it seems theatre is also doubling down on one thing theatre can only do: A person in a place with other people telling a story about themselves.

#CdnCult Times; Volume 1, Edition 7

In this edition, things get personal.

With high school students discovering a personal connection with theatre at The Edinburgh Fringe, pieces from across Canada finding a way to personalize narratives, and our Geographic Correspondents finding personal answers to what ‘Leadership’ means to them – the personal immediate nature of theatre is exposed by these pieces.

I suspect this a quality to live performance that will always be accentuated by the fact that it can not be iterated. It allows each performance to be unique and different from any other which facilitates a personal connection to the work in a way that iterated work can not. Just as attending a concert is a more personal experience that throwing on an album (or Songza!), the liveness of live performance allows a more intimate personal connection.

I also suspect this is what has fuelled some of the opposition to web technologies being integrated into performance practice – the worry that digital integration will limit this advantage. Which is a reasonable worry, but it’s also possible theatre is stronger and more wily than that.

Michael Wheeler
Editor-in-Chief: #CdnCult Times

Every 7 years

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Every 7 years, it seems, an itch presents itself that is either a minor inconvenience or what, in the end, is an insurmountable major hurdle. My last professional itch led to the dissolution of a theatre company, SaBooge, which had been my entire focus through most of my twenties. SaBooge made great theatre and we liked each other while doing it until the very end.

The ensemble was split between 3 cities in 2 different countries and as we all inched closer to the precipice of turning 30, so too did the itch to start families. Our geographic scattering proved a major hurdle. We divvied up the bank account, and most of the gang set about creating their brood.

Not ready for the responsibility beyond keeping a dog alive, I set about starting another theatre company based squarely in one city – Montreal. I’ve been the Artistic Director of Montreal’s SideMart Theatrical Grocery since its conception in the winter of 2006.

SideMart started as an ensemble focused on immersive and site specific work; American Buffalo in the shadowy backstage corners and stairwell of Mainline Theatre, The Dishwashers in the basement of a St. Laurent Wine Bar, and a series of plays in the apartment above Theatre Ste. Catherine, appropriately titled The Apartment Plays.

The success of these productions earned SideMart an invitation to become the inaugural resident company in the Segal Centre for the Performing Arts’ newly minted Studio Theatre. We made the Studio home for 4 years. Highlights of that period include our original musical Haunted Hillbilly and the premiere Morris Panych’s Gordon.

In the last few years our productions of Scientific Americans, Haunted Hillbilly and Trad, have been included in the subscription seasons at the Segal Centre and the Centaur Theatre.

Clearly a successful, not-to-be-taken-for-granted, enviable 7 year arc.

And yet, we itched – individually, for the stimulus of new environs and collectively for that elusive sense of recognition outside of Montreal.

It manifested itself over several months as one by one we lost members of our ranks to destinations west down the 401. First temporarily: a season at the Stratford Festival, or a summer in Toronto – manageable enough obstacles that were expected and, frankly, welcomed. But, as success is wont to do, it fed into itself again and again, until that single season at Stratford had turned into 4 more and that summer in Toronto turned into a couple west end mortgages. This made it very difficult for the centre to hold in Montreal.

Of SideMart’s founding 5, Trent Pardy, fIew the coup first. In 2008 he went to act at the Stratford Festival. In 2009 after significant debate, I followed him, with the intention of staying the season and then bringing him home with me – we had work to do in Montreal. Instead, I stayed for another season. And then another.

Although I came back to Montreal to work in the winters, I had stayed away long enough to begin to question whether Montreal was, in fact, truly home anymore. Opportunities elsewhere were, of course, presenting themselves to the rest of the company as well, and gradually weekends in Toronto, became weeks in Toronto,  became months, became changes of address and OHIP cards.

I woke up late last fall in Montreal wondering where all my friends had gone.

I’d been warned it would happen. That it was inevitable. That the anglophone communities in Montreal were temporary and transient. I’d been based there for 11 years resisting that notion, but that morning when I realized almost my entire posse had packed up for Toronto, I put down my weapon and gave myself a year to make the shift.

I was given opportunity and responsibility in Montreal that I may never been given elsewhere. I recognize that Montreal shaped the artist that I am now. I also recognize the importance of shaking things up, turning them inside out and making sure you still have the reflexes and the hunger to sort it all out.

On November 1, 2013 I took possession of a little storefront in Leslieville at 1362 Queen East. It is my flag on the moon. It is SideMart’s new Theatrical Grocery.

It is an alternately terrifying and thrilling endeavour. It echoes, the floors creak, the streetcars rumble, it desperately needs soundproofing. And proper lights. And chairs. And pipes for the lights. And riser for those chairs…but it’s already perfect. It’s a noisy, little, empty east end box that is ours. It’s never been a theatre, and that makes it all the more appealing. We get to write the entire story.

Soon the space will be filled with artists and friends, new and old, making funny, making music, making art. At a time when the east end of my new city is poised to explode with creativity, I can clearly see the opportunity that I have in hand to play a significant part in it. It reminds me of Montreal a decade ago.

It’s a great feeling to be at a precipice again. It’s an even better feeling to know that, this time, the gang I was with getting to it, is jumping over it with me.

Dec 11-14 at 8pm, come see The Grocery’s first offering, Out of the Woods, featuring Justin Rutledge, Matthew Barber, Amy Rutherford and Andrew Shaver. And while it’s more than likely devoid of any content at the moment, go ahead and bookmark www.thegrocery.ca

THE GHOSTS IN THE WINGS: SATIRE AND SUBJECT, AND THE DISAPPEARING DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM

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it was supposed to be a parable, a satire, a spoof.

even when brecht wrote his play in 1941, hiding in in finland, the imagery and language he used created a distance between the events he was describing and the events in his play.  hitler didn’t really consort with gangsters, they were just a convenient parallel for the coercion and intimidation he was describing.

but over the last weeks, as we have re-rehearsed our remount of THE RESISTIBLE RISE OF ARTURO UI, the parallels seem less and less allegorical. on the one hand, its timeliness makes for a great promotional opportunities—retweeting bob rae’s comparison of the play to the ford saga can only help our ticket sales—but on the other, it has risked shrinking the distance between the satire and its subject, a distance (or strangeness—verfremdung) that brecht’s dramaturgical mechanics rely heavily upon.

when we began rehearsals for this piece, which began as a classroom exercise for the graduating 4th years in york’s conservatory, we started with a discussion.  WHAT IS THIS PLAY DESCRIBING?  nazism, obviously, for starters.  written in a tremendous hurry, hoping to come to america armed with a surefire commercial success, brecht grabbed the gangster-film aesthetic and constructed an architecture of events that directly mirrored hitler’s rise from the failed beer-hall putsch to the annexation of austria.

IMG_2029but in canada in 2013, that wasn’t (for me) reason enough to take on the play.  and knowing what i do about brecht, i’m pretty sure that he would have found that take to be insufficient grounds and subject matter for a remount in north america today; just as redundant as a romeo and juliet set in renaissance verona—historically accurate, but ultimately pointless.

as part of my MFA teaching, i was asked to direct the students in a brecht work.  young as i am, i hadn’t thought of myself much as a teacher, and had never taken on a brecht text, but i have some experience with his techniques, and was thrilled at the prospect of having a massive and enthusiastic cast to take UI on with.

i spent the better part of my training and theatrical upbringing apprenticing under brecht’s granddaughter, from whom i learned just about everything i would call the core of my practice.  i wasn’t all that interested in brecht when i began learning from her—he seemed stodgy, didactic, and most of all, dated—but johanna was unprecious about her relationship to his theories, and eventually convinced me that:

a) his interest in politics extended only so far as politics affected people, and

b) he had a wicked sense of humour.

if i could boil down everything i learned from johanna about brecht into one sentence, it would be: WHAT ARE YOU ANGRY ABOUT?  as i fudged my way through teaching acting, i knew that if there was one thing i wanted to accomplish, it was to bring their own anger, their own passion and politics to bear on the work they do, and to make sure that they knew how to make theatre that described something that pissed them off.

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so i pressed the cast, who had come in armed with thorough research into nazism and the cast of villains the play described, WHAT IS THIS PLAY DESCRIBING?

hitler

gangsters

guns

cauliflower

1930s chicago

violence

murder

a financial crisis

a government bailout

a corruption scandal

a reactionary wave of populist conservatism

intimidation tactics

a meticulously controlled PR campaign

terrorism

a courtroom that seems more like a circus

a man who consolidates power around himself and rules his deputies with an iron fist

loyalists thrown under the bus on the road to power

fear

lies

lies

lies

we took all the aesthetic answers from the list, and took only the actions and circumstances.  even i was surprised at the exactness of some of the parallels to our current situation.  at the time we crossed off the guns and the gangsters (as seeming to be more aesthetic).

interestingly, in a conversation with johanna about the play, i suggested that my take on the piece was going to focus less on the nazism and more on the contemporary analogues we found for the tactics ui uses to climb to power.  as a german, this was inconceivable to her, and not because she doesn’t know our politics.  harper and ford, she contended, were bullies, maybe, but not nazis, and certainly not murderers.  “whenever you do this play there are the ghosts of 6 million jews walking in the wings,” she said.

we talked a lot about harper and ford and bush and the like in rehearsal, and even experimented with recreating the (in)famous “kitten photo” in one of ui’s image-crafting scenes, with a silver wig and toy kitten.  we even constructed an elaborate narrative for the kitten, given as a gift to the token brechtian whore character and called adolf.  but somehow it felt reductive to the parable, and much to the actors’ chagrin, we cut the pussy (and all the inevitable jokes that came with it).  brecht’s play never explicitly mentions hitler, nor would we do so with harper.  it was not, i determined, a play about a hooker and her pussy.

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fast forward nine months to our rehearsals for a reworking of the piece downtown.  the eruption of the senate scandal and the ford saga and the daily batch of barely-believable revelations had me reconsidering, among many things, whether this might a play about crack, hookers, and pussies.  the gangster setting wasn’t creating the distance it once did. as it turns out, rob ford does consort with gun-toting gangsters.  harper and ford have both tried to appease the public by throwing their enforcers under the bus.  jennifer wise’s excellent translation abandons the blank verse of brecht’s original for the idiomatic language and clichés of gangster films, and i have seen video footage where rob ford is saying lines right out of the play, from his gravy train rhetoric to platitudes like “i got the patience of job but i can only be pushed so far,” right over to the violent threats in one of his more recent youtube hits.

fantastic though its unfortunate timeliness has been for our marketing angle, it’s left us playing a perpetual game of catch-up.  do we retailor our staging to find a way to sneak a crackpipe onstage?  do we redesign ui’s costume as a bloated bigot in a blond buzz cut?  or do we leave it to the audience to see what we see?

in the first incarnation of the piece, i drew one important distinction—while our current leaders may employ many of the same tactics as ui, and by association, hitler, they weren’t murderers.  but the last 9 months have left me doubting even that—what ever happened to anthony smith?  the ghosts of those six million jews will still be wandering the wings, but in our production, maybe the audience will see them joined by the aboriginal women who have died and disappeared while harper’s government continues to refuse policy or support to protect this vulnerable demographic, and the numerous victims of toronto’s gang violence.