Mike Birbiglia & Terry Gross: Action Stars!

This American Life LogoSo from a earlier post on here (even though the radio episode referred to has now been largely discredited), you have probably guessed what a big ol’ NPR/PRIlistening, This American Life and Ira Glass fanboi I am.

Well, last Thursday, May 10th, I had the pleasure of wandering over to our own Portland Regal Lloyd Center 10 Cinemas in the evening, and watched, through Fathom Events, broadcast live from New York via satellite, a two-hour extravaganza of This American Life Live.

I was in Public Radio visual heaven, on the theme of “making the invisible visible.”

Ira Glass and Ryan Knighton and the Monica Bill Barnes Dance Company and OK Go (who coded a special mobile app that the audience could use to play along just for their performance in the show) and David Rakoff dancing and Glynn Washington and David Sedaris inexplicably in clown make-up and fun animations and films and dance and stylized photos by an amazing unknown photographer from the 1960s and Tig Nataro and Taylor Dayne. That’s right, you heard me: 90s dance club legend Taylor Dayne. We really love her voice.

More Portland Stage Reviews…

I have two new reviews up at Portland Stage Reviews

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Hi Diddle Dee Dee – A Theater (& further blogging) Life for me…

Don’t know if you are aware, but in addition to my work here on “i also went…,” I also do occasional side blogging for my pal Sabrina Miller’s site to promote theater in Portland, Portland Stage Reviews. (it’s true, i’m stepping out on this blog to write on another blog on the side — I’m shameless).

I just had another review of mine posted on there, for local storytelling phenomenon, Backfence PDX at their special appearance at Portland Center Stage.

You can read the Backfence PDX review I wrote here.

And here also are some previous reviews I’ve written for Portland Stage Reviews —

So now you know.


The Meaning Of “i also went…”

If I was to point to the one event in my childhood that started me on the path to my past & current phenomenal existence (being the we all exist within and without phenomena), I would point to one film, viewed in my childhood, and one film alone — the fact that I saw, at the tender age of eight years, the Beatles cartoon musical, Yellow Submarine. And not once, but in the theater four times.

Ok, the telling how this blog got its name “i also went…,”Picture of a bottle of Caol Ila 18 Year - A fine, single malt scotch. involves a number personal self-confessions. So it’s going to take a moment to gather my thoughts. Maybe have a cup of tea to settle myself. It’s so hard dredging up some of this stuff, you know. Perhaps a belt of single malt scotch. Ah. That’s better.

Now where was I?

Ah yes, the title. Of the blog.

Well, to tell you about the title is to tell a bit about how i came to be what I am today: that is, an over-fed, shaved head, leaping gnome (with apologies to Eric Burdon & The Animals). Or rather, an aging progressive leftist techno-hippie phreaque. For the event that picked me up and plunked me down on this rather delightfully meandering path, I would point to my obsession with this psychedelic, phantasmagorical, musical animated masterpiece.

Poster for the film Yellow Submarine.It premiered in the U.S. around Thanksgiving of 1968, and I threw, I’m ashamed to admit, a veritable screaming tantrum to get my father to take me to this after Thanksgiving dinner. This was a duty he was loathe to fulfill and tried to talk me out of it, as dad was more a conservative Republican rat-packer in the Frank-Dean-Sammy school, and hated rock ‘n’ roll, especially the new psychedelic acid rock variety, like it was the harbinger of the end of civilization itself.

Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr. & Francis Albert Sinatra, the Chairman of the Board.

Dean, Sammy & Frank, the lifestyle my father patterned his life after & the type of entertainment he'd prefer.

But more screaming and tears wore my hapless dad down (I must put flowers on his memorial in remembrance, poor guy), so he relented and took me to a showing in Beverly Hills some time that weekend. Continue reading “The Meaning Of “i also went…”” »

Free Tix Contest to SOLD OUT Backfence PDX show at PCS January 23rd.

So The Logo and Link to Portland Stage Reviewsthe story of how this blog got its name is coming (I SWEAR!); but first there’s a bit of breaking news over on some other social media to which I’ve been contributing, so I thought I’d break in here and let you know about it. Especially because there’s a contest involved with free tix for a sold out show. I KNOW, right? Right. Knew you wouldn’t mind.

So you know I have been a guest reviewer/contributor over on the lovely and talented Ms. Sabrina Miller’s site, Portland Stage Reviews, which helps promote theater, musicals & dance here in our fair, if sometimes drippy, city, right? (for a smattering of some of my writing over there, see here, and probably here too, then you might want to look here, and maybe here, also.)

And you know I’m a simply huge fan of Backfence PDX, our own local and live story telling event, right?
The Logo for Backfence PDXAnd that Backfence PDX’s second ever free show sponsored at the amazing Portland Center Stage Gerding Theater at the Armory this January 23rd, 2012 totally sold out in just under an hour?

Well, despair not: click this link here and Portland Stage Reviews plus the Backfence folks have a contest to win you Two Free Tickets to the sold-out show. You read that correctly: free, the nice price. To win, you have to come up with and share your best, sobby, sad, whiney Gas Can Story. I know all of you have at least a few of those in you that are doozies and could win. Yes, there’s a dear.

So go to it, folks. Now back to that post on this infernal blog’s name…