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Apr. 29th, 2025 08:10 pmThe Actors Shakespeare Project may have found their permanent home in Watertown, which would be nice if it was before 1969 (I'll give points to Karma and In The Court of the Crimson King and A Rainbow in Curved Air but my hot take is that the unmanned landing on Titan was a bigger deal than the manned Moon landing because there are rivers and lakes and weather) and the Green Line's A Branch still existed, but sadly no.
But at least there is Naya, a Lebanese restaurant nearby. I got a salad (spinach, arugula, and red cabbage), chicken kebab, jalapeños, sumac onions with parsley, feta cheese, cabbage slaw with dry mint, lemon, and olive oil, Lebanese pickles brined in vinegar and secret Lebanese spices, Kalamata olives, and zesty jalapeño sauce.
The people next to me were talking about “Mrs. Pac-Man! Mr. Pac-Woman!”
I’ve alreay summarized the plot to A Midsummer Night's Dream somewhere.
They maed a conscious decision to make Hermia, Lysander, Helena, and Demetrius a little older and then made the fairy realm into a 90s club, which existed as a sort of refuge from the war on drugs, Reaganomics, and AIDS no matter your race, sexuality, gender identity.
Oberon had on a lot of glittery black eyeshadow, a tassled leather vest, and leather pants. Robin Goodfellow had red pants and a tight shirt with cubist eyes and faces.
There was sparkly confetti, there were bubbles, there was a fog machine, there were those light tubes with colorful LEDs inside them. I think i heard some Massive Attack.
Lysander walked onstage explaining to Hermia just why the fellowship couldn’t just use the eagles to fly into Mordor.
The actor troupe did a pantomime during the introduction and wore those full-body bodysuits. When the actual play within a play happened, they all wore clothing the color of an amplified peridot over those suits. And, if you’re wondering, the moon was played by a guy in peridot-colored pants holding a lantern and the wall was a guy with a peridot-colored poncho with a brick pattern and various graffito designs. The moon brought out one of those flipsy puppy toys and the moon and the lion sung the music from The Lion King in unison. The opening chant, which is in isiZulu but I always thought the movie was set in Kenya or something and also Simba means lion in Kiswahili so maybe it should be that but I dunno.
The leader had a black tuxedo jacket, a white shirt, and a peridot-colored bow tie and matching peridot-colored kerchief in her pocket.
There were two art exhibitions.
One was a homage to Gorky. Not that Gorky (the one Nizhny Novgorod was briefly named after) but Arshile Gorky, Armenian abstract expressionist painter who pretended to be a Georgian noble and relative of said that Gorky.
It wasn’t the anniversary of his death or birth or anything, but when he came to Watertown.
( click for art )
I ganked this from somewhere
burning question: why capitulate to the Trump administration when they've proven time and time again they'll just fuck you over anyway?
But at least there is Naya, a Lebanese restaurant nearby. I got a salad (spinach, arugula, and red cabbage), chicken kebab, jalapeños, sumac onions with parsley, feta cheese, cabbage slaw with dry mint, lemon, and olive oil, Lebanese pickles brined in vinegar and secret Lebanese spices, Kalamata olives, and zesty jalapeño sauce.
The people next to me were talking about “Mrs. Pac-Man! Mr. Pac-Woman!”
I’ve alreay summarized the plot to A Midsummer Night's Dream somewhere.
They maed a conscious decision to make Hermia, Lysander, Helena, and Demetrius a little older and then made the fairy realm into a 90s club, which existed as a sort of refuge from the war on drugs, Reaganomics, and AIDS no matter your race, sexuality, gender identity.
Oberon had on a lot of glittery black eyeshadow, a tassled leather vest, and leather pants. Robin Goodfellow had red pants and a tight shirt with cubist eyes and faces.
There was sparkly confetti, there were bubbles, there was a fog machine, there were those light tubes with colorful LEDs inside them. I think i heard some Massive Attack.
Lysander walked onstage explaining to Hermia just why the fellowship couldn’t just use the eagles to fly into Mordor.
The actor troupe did a pantomime during the introduction and wore those full-body bodysuits. When the actual play within a play happened, they all wore clothing the color of an amplified peridot over those suits. And, if you’re wondering, the moon was played by a guy in peridot-colored pants holding a lantern and the wall was a guy with a peridot-colored poncho with a brick pattern and various graffito designs. The moon brought out one of those flipsy puppy toys and the moon and the lion sung the music from The Lion King in unison. The opening chant, which is in isiZulu but I always thought the movie was set in Kenya or something and also Simba means lion in Kiswahili so maybe it should be that but I dunno.
The leader had a black tuxedo jacket, a white shirt, and a peridot-colored bow tie and matching peridot-colored kerchief in her pocket.
There were two art exhibitions.
One was a homage to Gorky. Not that Gorky (the one Nizhny Novgorod was briefly named after) but Arshile Gorky, Armenian abstract expressionist painter who pretended to be a Georgian noble and relative of said that Gorky.
It wasn’t the anniversary of his death or birth or anything, but when he came to Watertown.
( click for art )
I ganked this from somewhere
burning question: why capitulate to the Trump administration when they've proven time and time again they'll just fuck you over anyway?
