As published on EDGE on July 10, 2013. Champagne bottles hang upside down, organized in the shapes of chandeliers, phone cords dangling like streamers. One chair with a profound back sits under a ticker tape. Mumbled news clips discuss the financial market. Suddenly the stage fills with well-dressed traders, grabbing the phones off the champagne … Continue reading Serious Money
As published in EDGE on June 30, 2013. Walking up a creaky, faded yellow staircase of a historic church, guests are handed maps and the quick instructions: "Head to the number of your station on the back. Mind 7 and 8, they are tricky to find." Map in hand, everyone scurries into a large, open … Continue reading Be the Death of Me
As published on EDGE on June 29, 2013. A prince enters, calling out. Unbeknownst to him, that whom he seeks is exemplified by a rickety wooden swan structure. As he prances across the stage, it drags behind him on a thin black string, wheels rumbling, accentuated by the unappealing sound of a duck quacking loudly. … Continue reading Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo
As published in EDGE on May 23, 2013. After Kobe beef, cheesecake drizzled in peach sauce, and coffee served from silver pots are whisked away, the band, white-haired and dressed in black, tests their instruments on stage. The hum drowns out the dinner chatter as the lights dim. From the darkened crowd appears Lea Salonga, jumping on … Continue reading Lea Salonga at The Carlyle
As published in EDGE on May 7, 2013. The actors, positioned on stage, look off into the distance as someone states "Numero uno." Suddenly the lights go out, there’s a sound of shattered glass, and a voice similar to the narrator in the horror films, "Saw" announces, "End of play." This is the start of … Continue reading Old-Fashioned Prostitutes (A True Romance)
As published in EDGE on May 2nd, 2013. "You are really beautiful, look at her," a slick Mark Nadler, in a Paisley purple silk vest, grey striped button-down, and pinstripe suit coos, taking a woman from the audience’s hand and pulling her from her seat. Commanding her to twirl, she does, unsure what to expect, … Continue reading I’m a Stranger Here Myself
As published in EDGE on April 22, 2013. The room lightens from shades of blue to show a hooded form to the left of the stage as "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" plays in the background. With sudden motion, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed O’Callaghan pops out of his hood and screams, "I’m being haunted! By my mother … Continue reading Who’s Your Daddy?