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i am my own wife.

February 2, 2009

 

My brother and I went with a friend of ours to see a matinee show of I am My Own Wife today at The Everyman Theatre in Baltimore.  I knew nothing about the show but I have never been so awed by a performance in a play.  Everything about it was amazing, all of the components were there and on;  the production, the set, the acting, and even the audience.
I Am My Own Wife is play by  playwright Doug Wright.  It is a captivating story about identity. It is a story of a real-life man (( Charlotte von Mahlsdorf )) who survived the Nazis and the East German Communist regimes to live in Berlin as a transvestite for more than 30 years or so. The play is not your typical coming of age story, but i guess it is a coming of age story of sorts.

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Charlotte von Mahlsdorf was played by one of Baltimore’s best actors, Bruce Nelson.  Charlotte was born in 1928 as a male, Lothar Berfelde, in east gremany but chose to live most of his life as woman.  After catching him dressing up in women’s clothes around the age of 15 his aunt gave him a book about homosexuality and transvestites that would change his life forever.  She told him the book would be his bible.  The story of Charlotte von Mahlsdorf is a pretty fascinating one, as she kills her nazi father with a rolling pin when she was just a young boy.  She had the obsession of a collector and had the record players and records to prove.  She also collected antiques and clocks as they came from other peoples homes that had been invaded or destroyed.  Eventually Charlotte started a museum that showed her collection of clocks and gramaphones.  Also In the basement of the museum was a secret gay nightclub that was highly attended.  The play goes into detail of all of these stories that tie together the life of Charlotte von Mahlsdorf.  

There is something really special and quite interesting in these stories and how they are shared; the passing along of them.  That is how we as humans understand history… through stories we have been told.  And then we go and pass them along and share them with others. It is interesting to put together the story of Charlottes life through these stories and interviews.  Charlotte was a collector of record players , records and antique furniture.  She collected pieces of history and there was a story for every object she had.  She did not want to ever refinish a piece of furniture because then she would be covering up a part of the story.  

 

 

 

I am not certain the truth of the story but regardless of how accurate the facts of the story are, it was told very well, and I enjoyed it quite a bit.  Never during the play did I care so much of whether what was being said was true or not.  I honestly just enjoyed listening to the stories that were being shared and passed along, I also enjoyed the fantasies that I was able to conceive.

The play is not like one I have ever seen, it is told in the first person and it is kind of more of a description rather than a re-enactment.  The play was just one performer (( Bruse Nelson )) who played what turns out to be like 25 plus different roles. Some of the characters appear for only a second, for a quick comment or two, while some of the other characters are more developed and you get to know them a bit more.

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Nelsons performance is so dead on, and pretty much perfect to say the least.  It is pretty amazing to watch him switch characters with the simple switch of an accent, the switch of a voice, and even a subtle switch in his posture.  The focus is never steered away from Nelson, the central character, and the only character.  The audience is really able to know which character he is playing at all times.  He goes from having the bourgeois mannerisms of a German woman speaking english with a very thick accent to your typical Texan man with a thick and drawled out Texas accent.  He is having conversations with three different people at times and he is all three people.  He changes characters flawlessly and does so in the blink of an eye. As some of these characters have back and forth conversations throughout the play Nelson switched in and out of personas and he does not miss a beat.  

This production does not really rely on your standard costume changes or dramatic shifts in lighting that usually take place within a play, but rather Nelson wears the same outfit  (( with the exception of one moment where he has something over his costume))  throughout the play a black cardigan, a black skirt, a black headdress, black nylons, clunky black shoes and 2 strings of pearls around his neck that he plays with so subtly. The lighting never changes, it stays the same.  All of these static things really allow the audience to concentrate their focus on the character that Nelson is playing.

Nelsons performance was great, it really was, so great that the woman next to me who had brought her daughter to the show after seeing the same play in NY years ago said it was by far way better than the broadway production she had seen a couple of years ago.  The picture that is developed at the end of this play is so worth seeing.  I am My Own Wife is at the Everyman Theatre though 22 February 2009… go see this  play, you will be very happy you did. 

 

 

 

 

david byrne- playing the building

July 2, 2008





This past weekend I took a MICA bus to New York. I wasn’t dying to spend 8 hours on a bus to and from New York to only spend 6 hours in the city, but I did it anyway. I really wanted to see the new David Byrnes installation.

For those who aren’t familiar, David Byrnes created a sound installation called Playing the Building, in which he turns the infrastructure of the Battery Maritime Building in New York into a giant musical instrument. He used a retro organ and placed it in the center of the room and asked the audience by painting on the floor to “please play.”

After I signed a waiver that i didn’t even read I walked up a few flights of stairs anticipating what I was about to see. I walked into the huge space and was confronted with an old beat up pipe organ that sat in the middle of an old, paint peeling, and well-abandoned room. The space was beautifully lit in an almost sacred way from the sun that was shining in from the skylit ceiling. The lighting made the organ seem as though it were glowing on an altar of some sort.

Attached to the organ were many tubes and wires hanging on to the ceiling and also to the organ. It was hard to not be overwhelmed by the amount of tubes and wires that fell from the ceiling and were connected to the organ, they made a drawing of their own. I wasnt sure who was keeping who going. Was the building keeping the organ alive, or was the organ keeping the building alive. After a few seconds of being in the room I noticed that the organ was connected to the room to make music and I kind of felt like the organ was keeping the room alive. The room was definitely alive with the sound and with the energy that was being produced by this organ.

I wasn’t sure where to start so I began by slowly walking around the strange and enormous room. I began by following the clanks that I was hearing as someone else was taking their turn playing this organ. I found that the clanks were actually being made by small hand-built hammer like devices. Each time a person would strike a key it would then activate one of the devices to come in contact with some thing in the space and make a sound. The sound resonated beautifully through old metal columns, pipes and such.

I looked up and around and saw so many of these little devices that were attached with wires from the organ to objects that were a part of the interior of the building structure; for example the metal beams, the plumbing, and the radiators were used to make these devices produce sound. These little machines will vibrate, strike and also blow across the elements of the building creating vaguely familiar and finely tuned sounds. They do not produce sound themselves, but they do cause the building elements to vibrate, resonate and oscillate so that the building itself becomes a very large musical instrument that the visitors waited patiently to play.

The space was very alive as well as very exciting. There were about 40 people in the room while I was there and each person seemed to be completely entranced by the installation. There was a line of folks waiting patiently for their turn to take the stage and play the building. As each person ended their performance the existing crowd would follow up with clapping as though the inexperienced organ player had just finished an actual musical performance. Some people in the crowd were sitting on the floor against a wall almost as though they had been sitting there all day watching different performances within the space.

I waited patiently in the long line to take my turn on the organ. It was really an amazing experience to have a few minutes to play this piece. I played a duo with my friend Fritz. I couldn’t help but to strike a key and figure out which part of the space I was activating. I felt like more of an investigator than a performer. The experience of playing the organ was one I can’t really even describe. What I can say is that it was pretty awesome to be an active part of this piece.

I will definitely make another trip to New York before August 10 which is when the show closes in hopes to spend a bit more time in the space. I need to go back up and spend a day in the space and not have to rush back someplace to catch a bus. I would like to be alone in the room and see what that feels like.


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