Josh Kaufman-Stay with Me

Josh Kaufman sung a cover of Sam Smith's Stay with Me on The Voice.  I can't stop listening to this version because I love Kaufman's voice.  Just wanted a quick share moment.

Will write more soon.
L~


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The Realistic Joneses by Will Eno

Last night, I went to see The Realistic Joneses at Lyceum Theatre written by Will Eno and directed by Sam Gold.  Cast included Toni Collette as Jennifer, Tracy Letts as Bob, Michael C. Hall as John and Marisa Tomei as Pony.  They had wonderful chemistry on stage.  I am a huge fan of Toni Collette and her timing with both Letts and Hall was spot on.  She brought a wonderful humanity as a wife dealing with her husband's illness.  Tomei played a bright, fresh character but I wish the part was less of a flakey ditz.

The story revolves around two couples dealing (or not dealing) with the challenges of illness and how they communicate their reality to other human beings about it.  The comedic factor was on the high side, the story arc itself was a bit on the low side. Partly because the interspersed scenes felt disjointed and at times the play felt as if there were scenes missing from the story. This play is an hour and 45 minutes long without an intermission and by the last scene I could feel/hear the restlessness of the audience.

Will Eno has an amazing talent for wit, humor and one-liners and on the dramatic side he captures the loneliness that we face when trying to deal with something that is beyond our control. His work inspires me.  The play itself may have had some issues but his craftsmanship is superb.  Thank you Mr. Eno for reminding me why I love the theater so much.  Now I'm off to my writing group and better still...the seeds of an idea are starting to sprout for my next play.  Sweet!!

Peace,

L~
 

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Circle

Walking the dark streets

travel logs in back pockets

youth with an order of fries

everywhere kissing bodies

collapse upon each other

thin rain blurs a stranger’s face

softening the hard edges

we are fractured lyrics

repeating the bridge, piena voce.

Reflective streets light us up

someone picks up a human tooth

slips it into a pocket for safekeeping

remember when you OD’d

you reminded me to keep breathing

strum suspension wires, rhythm

five points away from each other

You’ve used up eight lives, you

only have one life left to live, sotto voce.

Good fortunes are too fancy in copper

bowls, echoes collect on voicemail.

All our lives are hidden in pieces

on hand-held devices. Deities

sleep in white shrouds, secluded.

Our words seldom match our thoughts,

if it weren’t for the rain we’d char

each other’s edges. The scent

of burning wood stop us in our tracks. 

Listen to the hush that befalls us. 

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