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Category Archives: August Wilson
12. 26. 15
red cloth tales & miracles abound I am on the bottom of the ocean walking the bones with Wilson we follow the 1024 a solemn pantheon grandparents great grand parents we walk where they walked how they walked great greats … Continue reading
The Sad and Sorry Tale of Caesar Wilkes. (Radio Golf: Production notes #1)
To understand the end one must have an appreciation for the beginning. So as I begin production of Radio Golf by August Wilson I am compelled to look back over the American Century Cycle to the beginning. I met Caesar … Continue reading
Radio Golf By August Wilson (pre-production notes)
The Lower Bottom Playaz, Inc (LBP), a small scrappy theater company in Oakland CA, are about to become a part of theater history. They are in production for Radio Golf by August Wilson which will open on December 18, 2015 … Continue reading
the house hustle made
this is the house hustle made born blessings due 101 in the shade rough rider striding through life behind the veil imperial no fade the light in the house hustle made instructed by the bones bottom of the ocean on … Continue reading
Wilson as Redemption Song
We are wandering in the wilderness; all there is to save us is an unsung song of self. If you can’t imagine North America as a wilderness you have not experienced history from my perspective. My people were captured and … Continue reading
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Eight of Ten: Jitney, a Director’s Note
I am mid way through the production of Jitney. Only 3 shows left. It’s the second show of the cycle we have done at the Flight Deck in newly dubbed “Uptown”, (used to be plain old downtown), Oakland. This is … Continue reading
August Wilson and Ferguson
Originally posted on A.Nzinga's Blog:
Wilson noted: “I think my plays offer (white Americans) a different way to look at black Americans,” he told The Paris Review. “For instance, in ‘Fences’ they see a garbageman, a person they…
August Wilson and Ferguson
Wilson noted: “I think my plays offer (white Americans) a different way to look at black Americans,” he told The Paris Review. “For instance, in ‘Fences’ they see a garbageman, a person they don’t really look at, although they see … Continue reading
Cotton and the Lynching Tree Gang
there was a gang of them holding us down we were no match for such fierce cruelty we fought back best we could but they had friends in high places with last words to say we had the … Continue reading