All posts by Courtney Meaker

In addition to writing for The SunBreak, Courtney freelances around Seattle as a playwright, dramaturg, and director. She also writes fiction and analytical essays about queer performance theory. Nothing makes a party quite as interesting as discussing queer performance theory. It's like guacamole.

Fear and Queer with Cherdonna and Lou

In terms of Seattle theatre, I try to adhere to two rules: 1) I never waste my time with a show that adds nothing to the current cultural mythology (see: Neil Simon), and 2) I never miss an opportunity to see queer performance.

Lucky for me, I attended the one night only show of Cherdonna and Lou‘s out out there (A Whole Night Lost) at Velocity Dance Center, which satisfied both.

Working from the concept of fear (and using a Friday the 13th performance to their advantage) Jody Kuehner and Ricki Mason (Cherdonna and Lou, respectively) created a genre-mixed gang bang that simultaneously terrified and tickled. Dressed in their typical drag personas and monster masks, and at one point, performing nude, they melted elements of Hollywood horror and atypical fears with dance, humor, politics, and queer theory (Yes, I’m about to stand on my “Queer performance theory is awesome” soapbox, see below) for one truly incredible night of performance.

The entire evening balanced what we commonly think of as horror (monsters, stabbings, running from an attacker) to uncategorized fears (not being able to screw a lid on a jar and making out with a bust of one’s own head). Additional threateningly comedic bits like impending darkness and bottles broken over heads, balanced with political fears like anyone dictating what a person can do with her own damn body.

Also addressing performance fears Cherdonna and Lou froze in their light unsure of their next line, or movement piece, and wallowed in that uncomfortable moment audience and performer feel together when the performer does nothing but stand and stare blankly.

Later, Lou’s light blacked out prompting another moment of uncertainty about what comes next, which naturally progresses into a lip-synced closing number of “Send in the Clowns.” Naturally.

But rather than alienating, these fears brought the audience into the dreamlike consciousness of two unique perfomers. The soundscape, expertly designed by Matt Starritt, added to the dreamlike quality by aurally mixing laughing/screeching children with sounds of heavy breathing and running, the sharp sounds of metal on glass, and a trippy echo when Lou calls out for a missing Cherdonna.

Cherdonna and Lou’s ballet in monster masks was utterly terrifying as they creeped closer and closer to the audience. And their dance with collapsible knives as they stabbed themselves and one another was hypnotic. This dance was heightened to absurdity when Cherdonna came forward to warn the audience about the knives on stage. (Knives are dangerous, you know. Even butter knives.)

Beyond the performance itself were the milestones of these characters. Most notably, Lou did not perform with the typical BenDeLaCreme voiceover the audience has come to expect. By owning her own voice, Mason has taken the character of Lou that much farther down the queer road by performing as dude, but having an effeminate voice, calling into question assumptions about presenting masculine, being masculine, and what exactly is masculine?

Kuehner (a female-identified drag queen) uses her facial expressions and drag queen make-up to add to these questions as well, presenting a feminine character under the paint and pomp of a typically gay male persona. Ultimately, they have continued to queerify and grow these characters to push past caricature, which in turn makes for better comedy and showcases their indomitable skills as dancers and performers.

Cherdonna and Lou cannot be categorized. They are dancers, make no mistake, but also artists, drag performers, comedians, actors and all that lies between, making their performances all the more interesting and compelling to watch because you can’t guess where they’ll move next, or exactly how they’ll get there.

Have You Ridden Seattle Rep’s Or, Yet?

Basil Harris and Kirsten Potter in Or (Photo: Seattle Repertory Theatre)

After seeing Or, (through April 22 at Seattle Rep; tickets) for the first time, I screamed over Twitter, “I want to ride it again!” Because it is a ride, make no mistake. It’s a joy-filled, extravagant roller coaster with sex, glam rock, spies, and theatricality. Now, after seeing it again, I have a plea: Liz Duffy Adams, writer of this amazingly funny and smart work, can we please be best friends?

Not only did Adams write a comedy that I enjoyed–a feat unto itself–but she wrote it about Aphra Behn, one of the first known female playwrights, who is also one of the first queer women writers of the stage. Additionally, the entire ensemble of artists involved created a brilliantly cohesive experience that defies the standard I’ve come to expect from Seattle Rep.

The play opens with a Shakespearean (and Behnian) prologue setting up the inherent dichotomies of Aphra Behn’s (Kirsten Potter) character: spy or poetess; mistress or whore; gay or straight, or both; or neither. Next unfolds perhaps the most bizarrely constructed series of events full of gender-bent kings, maids, ladies, lovers, spies, et al., all for the greater good of producing Behn’s first theatrical piece post-espionage work.

Though there were the necessary (and a few painful) theatre in-jokes, I’m happy the play moved toward more interesting ground, exploring instead the relationship between love, sex, and art. Behn’s sexuality and gender presentation is one of the better known tidbits about her (only second to her life as a spy), but the play presents her sexuality in such a refreshingly queer way, never saying it’s bizarre or unusual.

Surprisingly (though it shouldn’t be considering it’s 2012), every character is presented as sexually fluid. When Charles II mistakes Nell Gwynne for a boy, he still propositions her for sex saying he hasn’t had a boy in a long time; discovering she’s a girl becomes a pleasant surprise in which they both revel.

Kirsten Potter’s Behn is gloriously sensual and intense with Nell Gwynne (Montana von Fliss) and Charles II (Basil Harris), but subtle and quietly desperate when her freedom and theatrical future is threatened by an ex-lover and spy, William Scot (also Harris). Montana von Fliss seamlessly shifts between the rough and sexy actress Nell Gwynne to Behn’s loyal and complaining maid. And Basil Harris steals the stage as Lady Davenant, defying you not to laugh through a scene delivered as one run-on sentence about commissioning a new work.

Fearing that a production of this nature would shy away from overtly showing sexual intimacy, I’m happy the only thing it was missing was nudity, which would really only satisfy my prurient interests as opposed to serving the story. This production is incredibly sexy, dare I say, hot. There’s no holding back the sexual energy the actors bring to the stage. And rather than display a hurt and jealous Behn as her two lovers discover they love each other, Behn is instead resolute about her love for them both as they all retreat to bed together for a morning of celebratory love-making.

Under the direction of Allison Narver, the cast never misses a beat for comedy, playing up the farce and obvious sex jokes, and yet never downplaying the subtle language with rhyming couplets and sarcastic tonality. The lighting, designed by Seattle institution L.B. Morse, hovers between glam fantasy and tongue-in-cheek styling by keeping time with the glam guitar-riffs. Matthew Smucker’s set with hard edges and steep diagonals complements the farcical nature creating an off-balance feel as characters enter and exit.

Or, takes so many risks, it’s hard to believe they all work. It defies convention by refusing to define the time period with costumes and dialogue, instead choosing the ambiguity of mixing Restoration costumes with late ’60s glam rock, and mixing colloquial phrases with rhyming couplets. The ambiguity continues as each of the characters describe their amorous interests as based solely in pleasure and happiness as opposed to gender, or obligation.

They push farce to the limits by having only three actors perform all roles, and yet, suspend your disbelief by wondering if Charles II will confront William Scot (an impossibility I feel guilty admitting I fell for since they are both clearly played by Harris). And they integrate glam rock music into much of the action, and allow the actors to acknowledge its presence–a theatrical device I rarely care for, but found myself enjoying immensely. I feel the need to stress again: it all worked.

All adds up to a compelling night of raucous theatre, leaving me to interrogate many of my friends with, “Have you ridden it, yet?” If you haven’t, ride it now.

Free & Cheap this Month in Theatre

April looks like a good month for Free and Cheap theatre. There’s a mix of things–readings, dogs, Judas, superheroes, Chay Yew, and women. Lots of women. Here’s a culled list of Pay What You Can, $12 and under, or free performances and readings happening in April.

Photo: mirrorstage.org.

April 6-22Last Days of Judas Iscariot at Ballard Underground produced by Ghost Light Theatricals. If you’ve never seen this play, the time has come. Humanizing the demonized character of Judas Iscariot through a courtroom drama, and featuring characters like Lucifer and Mother Teresa, there’s a lot to love. Tickets start at $12. [Ghost Light adds: The Last Days of Judas Iscariot has Pay-What-You-Can performances on Thursdays and Monday, April 16 at 7:30 p.m.]

April 16—Pipeline Series with New Century Theatre Company at Solo Bar in Queen Anne. Pipeline is my favorite reading series in Seattle. New Century selects (mostly) amazing plays, reads them for you, and hosts a discussion afterwards while you drink to your heart’s content. They hold Pipeline every third Monday of the month, so if you can’t make it this time, check them out next month.

April 17 & 18—Book-It’s Art of Racing in the Rain at Center House. I love Book-It, but I can rarely afford to see their shows unless I go to previews, or luck out with a Goldstar find. Book-it brings to the stage a story about a dog, complete with ridiculous narration, and performed by a professional dog trainer and actor, David Hogan. This should make for a highly entertaining night of theatre. There are only two nights of PWYC tickets. PWYC tickets are available at the door on the day of the performance if they haven’t sold out.

April 19-May 19–On the heels of Emerald City Comicon, Annex Theatre presents a new riff on a superhero team called Team of Heroes. From the same group who brought you Alecto: Issue #1, this promises insanity in spandex. Annex Theatre has PWYC ticket prices every Thursday. But if you want to go on another night, it’s $15. [Annex adds: “every performance of both Team of Heroes and our other production Sideshow will have $5 student tickets and a PWYC Monday performance as well.”]

April 19-May 9— Double XX Fest at Stone Soup Theatre. You know what’s awesome? Women. This festival is three weekends long showcasing female work from all areas of performance. The first weekend will be a mix of solo artists, burlesque, and spoken word. The next two weekends are one act plays. Tickets start at $10 for each performance.

Photo: annextheatre.org.

April 20-May 12—ReAct Theatre presents Language of Their Own by Chay Yew at Richard Hugo House. Singapore banned Yew’s work for its depictions of homosexual life as awesome. And though Language of Their Own trods the well-worn path of couples developing their own way of speaking, Yew’s language makes for a compelling story focusing on queer Asian men. If you haven’t seen or read a play by Chay Yew, rectify and purchase. Tickets start at $6.

April 28 & 29—Mirror Stage hosts staged readings of new works called “Feed Your Mind.” This month features Ground by Lisa Dillman. I last heard Dillman’s work at ACT’s Construction Zone (see below) so I’m curious to see what this play has to offer. After the reading, Mirror Stage hosts a discussion about the most essential question we ask as theatre artists: why this play now? Tickets start at $8.

April 30—ACT’s Construction Zone. ACT recently started this new play program and it’s phenomenal. They haven’t announced what’s being read this month, but the past two have been about cupcakes (and cupcake hybrids) and the punk art movement. There’s really no telling what’s next. After the reading you’re invited to workshop the piece with the playwright and dramaturg. Tickets are $10, or free if you have the ACTPass.

If you like the free event, don’t forget to drop a couple of bucks in the donation jar. They entertained you because they wanted to, help them out so they can do it again.

Didn’t see something that should be on the list? Leave it in the comments!