Rise up…and begin again.
Howard Barker Inspiration
In the new theatre there will be no reward because there will be no deal, no swop or compact.The new theatre will not precieve itself as a product…
…instead of offering a reward, delivers a wound…the wound will be the subject of continuing anxiety…Slowly the audience will discover the new theatre to be a necessity for its moral and emotional survival. It will endure the wound as a man drawn from a swamp endures the pain of the rope.
I say yes yes yes!
Sometimes the best art isn’t the prettiest, it’s the work that speaks to you with the most clarity and volume.
GO BACCHAE GO!!! WE CAN DO IT ANYWHERE!
11 plays
Music for Michelle and Jacki A
The undertaker
Thank You for making me
feel like I’m guilty
Making it easy to murder your sweet memory
You were way out of line,
went and turned it all around on me again
How can I not smell your lie
Through the smoke and arrogance.
But now I know
So you will not get away with it again
I’m distant in those hollow eyes
For I have reached my end. So…
Thank You for making me
feel like I’m guilty
Making it easy to murder your sweet memory
Before I go tell me
Were you ever who you claimed yourself to be
Either way I must say goodbye.
You’re dead to me. So I…
Thank You for making me
feel like I’m guilty
Making it easy to murder your sweet memory
I’m severing the heart then I’m leaving your corpse behind
Not dead but soon to be, though.
I won’t be the one who killed you
I’ll just leave that up to you
I’m not gonna be here to revive you
I’m not gonna be here to revive you
I’m not gonna be here to revive you
I’m gonna be the one to say…
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you
Severing the heart then I’m leaving you corpse behind
Not dead but soon to be and
I’m gonna be the one to say I told you so
memory recall
A city
A mountain
A machine
A man
A man plays
A king
A god
A God Mirrored
Mirrored in men
The mirror of men
Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all?
The air
The air bleeds Blood
Blood pouring from the mountain.
The air of revolution
The air of others
coming
here
A plan
A plan for king to fall
Fall from the mountain
Ashes ashes
A man
A man plays
A king
A god
A God Mirrored
Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all?
A mother lost in time
Time
To Late
Time
Time for a Chance plan
Plan for the man who plays
Practices
Partakes
And parades
Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all?
The fall
The of the man
Come from the mountain
Heat from the mountain
Heat in hate.
Hate
Hate in heat
Ashes ashes
Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the fairest of them all?
Ashes ashes
You’ll all fall down.
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“You promised me the ending would be clear
You’d let me know when the time was now
Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear
Memories that flutter like bats out of hell
Stab you from the city spires
Life wasn’t worth the balance
Or the crumpled paper it was written on
Don’t let me know we’re invisible
Don’t let me know we’re invisible
Hot cash days that you trailed around
Cold cold nights under chrome and glass
Led me downriver of perfumed limbs
Sent me to the streets with the good time girls
Don’t let me know we’re invisible
Don’t let me know we’re invisible
We could dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Feed me no lies
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Breathe through the years
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Dead or alive, feed me no lies
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the head of the disco king
Spin-offs with those who slept like corpses
Damp morning rays in the stiff bad clubs
Killing time in the ’70s
Smelling of love through the moist winds
Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door
Close me in the dark, let me disappear
Soon there’ll be nothing left of me
Nothing left to release
Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Tell me no lies
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Breathe through the years
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Breathe through the years
Dead or alive
Bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king”
Eating raw feeling
I dunno what to do
The play in words
Freedom from flesh
disolve
disolve
disolve
