
Monday, July 13, 2009
News: Conkel & Kern - Sam French Festival TONIGHT

Thursday, June 24, 2010
Blogging Bloodworks: Kern edition

A few days after the Times Square bomb scare in April when I was watching a hella lot of tv news, in my despair and terror and confusion I thought of a joke about terrorists. Really, less a joke than a funny scenario, but let's call it a joke for the sake of anecdote. After a week, I wondered if I could extend that joke into a scene. And after some mental tests, I got mind-seized by the question "can I extend that one, flimsy scene into a two-act play?"
And that's how I arrive at a comedy about suicide terrorists.
Modern Terrorism, or
They Who Want to Kill Us and How We Can Learn to Love Them
by Jon Kern
That's the title followed by my name.
It's meant to evoke Dr. Strangelove but people keep asking me about Chrisopher Durang. I've never seen or read Durang, so I can't say much about that.
The play follows a crew of Muslim terrorists plotting to attack New York. The play makes the assumption that terrorists are just people - people with homicidal ambitions - so again, just people. From talking with my mom, I'm worried that this view is empty provocation. From talking with the talented playwright Rey Pamatmat, I'm concerned that this view is trite and obvious.
The play looks at the characters from the same perspective I use to consider all people: they're fucked up loser-dreamers who inflate fleas into monsters and heartbeats into epic loves. My affection for humanity lies in our ability to endure humiliation and defeat. I think of terrorists as shame-burdened losers. I mean, you can't really win by just blowing shit up. All you can do is make sure the other guy also carries scars. And if you're desperate an vicious enough, that can seem like victory. Not that the Pyrrhic nature of the terrorist really matters when you're measuring by body counts or psychic trauma. You must balance out the validity of the emotional response to this threat with the rational considerations of what it materially achieves which says nothing of how the generated fear and hate manifests in behavior and . . .
And such are the wordy cul-de-sacs that I fall into when I discuss terrorism or, as I prefer to spookily pronounce it, TERRORISM! Ooooooooooooo!
It's easy to fear something that is different from you.
It's even easier to fear something different that also wants to kill you.
It's easy to fear and hate this something when this something has different values and attitudes,
Carries with it an animated intolerance toward groups you defend,
Professes opposite opinions on women, homosexuals, dogs, music, art, cartoons, raincoats, golden apples, paradoxes, haircuts, who would win a fight between Superman and Batman, foot attire, turtle races, giraffe ascots, the Mets, and many more concerns.
It's easy and it might even be right,
And I hate it.
Because once I feel afraid or vengeful or compassionless,
I already feel like I've lost.
And then somehow,
Even though all terrorists do is blow shit up,
They somehow win.
Motherfuckers.
In some sense, I want to care about them just out of spite.
You could say,
It's the Jewish mother in me. [Okay, as the English would say, off colour.]
Okay,
It's the Chinese mother in me. [That one I can get away with.]
But really it's just the obstinate comedian
Who refuses to believe you can't find a reason to laugh,
Even if the cause for the reason sucks,
And who has steadfast faith
That following laughter
Must come understanding.
Does my play accomplish all this?
I have my doubts.
I am more certain of my doubts than I am of my certainty.
At this point, all I really know is that I am skipping out on my buddy Tom and his awesome, blow out, paintball war bachelor party this weekend to try to finish and polish but mainly finish this play. Tom is a great, kind, humorous friend, who's had a tragic year and yet will end it in style with a lovely September wedding. I'm supposed to be a groomsman. And I'm missing most of his bachelor party.
I'm doing so in order to sit in a hot room with a burning hot laptop resting on me to bang out an noncommercial play that I'm not sure succeeds artistically on a subject that makes me uncomfortable. And at this moment, I wonder if I'm making the right choice. Choosing to sacrifice the loyalties that matter and the experiences you treasure and the people you love to obsessively pursue a dark, frustrated, tortured goal that most likely - all the odds say - ends with a flopping, unproduced failure.
Sacrifice: that's one thing I greatly respect. On that level I can relate to, even empathize with terrorists, or any dank-enclosed miscreant dedicated to an impossible and unhealthy ambition.
Their sickness is not my sickness,
But in the end,
We are both sick.
Modern Terrorism, or
They Who Want to Kill Us and How We Can Learn to Love Them
by Jon Kern
directed by Kel Haney
featuring Steve Boyer, Vedant Gokhale, Nitya Vidyasagar, and one more.
Monday June 28th
8pm
Schaeberle Studio at Pace University
41 Park Row (across from City Hall)
10th floor
Friday, May 17, 2013
Marathon
Okay guys, I’ve been doing some calculations.
So the official distance for a “Marathon” is 26.2 miles.
Currently, there are seven Youngblood members/alums included in EST’s 34th Annual Marathon of One-Act Plays.
Here they are, listed in alphabetical order, according to surname:
Rob Askins
Clare Barron
Joshua Conkel
Ryan Dowler
Eric Dufault
Jon Kern
Chris Sullivan
(What an attractive list of people! I would consensually date each and every one of them.)
Here’s what we’re going to do.
I’m going to go ahead and say that these plays are, on average, 20 pages long.
A typical sheet of paper is 11 inches tall and 8.5 inches wide.
So, if you laid out one of the playwright’s pages on the ground, they would stretch out 220 inches (18.3 feet).
If you laid out all of the playwrights’ pages, they would stretch to 1,540 inches (128.3 ft.)
Including scripts for actors, directors, playwrights, stage managers, etc, I’m going to say that about 50 final drafts of these plays will be/have been printed.
So, if you laid out all of these scripts on the ground, put on your sneakers, pinned a number to your shirt, and ran beside them, you would run... 6,415 feet, or 1.2 miles.
(I’ll be honest, I was really hoping that this number would be closer to 26.2 miles, thus allowing me to make the “Marathon” connection or something.)
Okay, I have a new tactic.
Hopstop tells me that, to get from my apartment in Astoria to Ensemble Studio Theatre, I walk approximately 1.17 miles.
I really like attending rehearsals for my play. I have attended 16 rehearsals, and will be able to attend five performances. That means that, all in all, I’ll have walked... 24.7 miles.
Which is still less than the distance of an actual Marathon.
What the fuck.
Guys, Marathons are really fucking long.
Whatever. Come see Youngblood members’ plays in the Marathon. Unlike my math, they won't disappoint. Information below. Series A begins Saturday.
The 34th Marathon of One-Act Plays
May 18 - June 29, 2013
Series A: May 18 – June 2
Previews: May 18 & 19 @ 2pm & 7pm
Opening: May 21 @ 7pm
Poison by John Patrick Shanley*, directed by John Giampietro* with Jacqueline Antaramian, Alicia Goranson* & Aaron Serotsky
Kandahar to Canada By Dan O’Brien, directed by Mark Armstrong* with Lily Balsen, Jay Patterson* & Abraham Makany
You Belong to Me by Daniel Reitz*, directed by Marcia Jean Kurtz* with Scott Parkinson & Patricia Randell*
Curmudgeons in Love by Joshua Conkel*, directed by Ralph Peña* with Veronica Cruz, Nina Hellman, Alex Manette, David Margulies* & Martin Shakar*
Something Fine by Eric Dufault, directed by Larissa Lury
with Lucy DeVito*, Diana Ruppe* & Catherine Curtin*
June 1 & 2 @ 2pm
May 22, 23, 31, June 2 @ 7pm
Series B: May 28 - June 16
Previews: May 28, 29 @ 7pm
Opening: May 30 @ 7pm
Love Song of an Albanian Sous Chef by Robert Askins*, directed by Moritz Von Stuelpnagel*
A Sunrise in Times Square by Sharr White, directed by Claudia Weill*
The Favor by Leslie Ayvazian*, directed by Leslie Ayvazian*
Something Like Loneliness by Ryan Dowler, directed by Colette Robert*
Waking Up by Cori Thomas*, directed by Tea Alagić
Daddy Took My Debt Away by Bekah Brunstetter, directed by Jamie Richards*
June 8, 15, 16 @ 2pm
June 1, 9, 12, 14, 15, 16 @ 7pm
Series C: June 8 - June 29
Previews: June 7 & 8 @ 7pm
Opening: June 9 @ 2pm
Existence by Murray Schisgal*, directed by Peter Maloney*
Zero by Tommy Smith*, directed by William Carden*
Hate the Loser Inside by Jon Kern, directed by R.J. Tolan*
Carry the Zero by Christopher Sullivan, directed by Robert Saenz de Viteri
Solar Plexus by Clare Barron, directed by Nelson Eusebio
June 10, 13, 19, 20, 21, 22, 27, 28, 29 @ 7pm
June 29 @ 2pm
Tickets: $18
Student/Senior: $15
Previews: $10
2 Series Pass: $30
3 Series Pass: $40
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Fortenberry & Kern: InterBlood INTERVIEW
Dorothy Fortenberry: Yeah, wow, that's pretty nail-on-the-head. One of my friends, a dramaturg, described my work by saying that my "project was taking the piss out of liberals." And, she's pretty much right. In SPECIES NATIVE TO CALIFORNIA, it's exploring a sort of knee-jerk multiculturalism and nature-appreciation that I don't think is wrong—I mean, I like nature—but it's also very comfy. In GOOD EGG, it's reproduction and women's choices (I actually mean choices here and not just abortion). And even CAITLIN AND THE SWAN opens up questions about tolerance and sexuality—what are we okay with and why?Whence the fascination with liberals? I guess a lot of it is exposure. I grew up in Washington, DC, went to a fancy east coast high school, a fancy east coast college, and a fancy east coast grad school—all the while not thinking of myself as a fancy east coast person. I think I tended to look at the people around me at a distance, and it made some things pop out—and some things really hit home. While I do have some conservative habits and beliefs (get to know me! find out what!), the liberal I am making fun of is almost always myself.
JK: Recently, your play CAITLIN AND THE SWAN tore it up at Under St. Marks, notching a ton of praise-tastic reviews. How do you handle success? What is your favorite and least favorite thing about being awesome?
DF: Yes, I am now internet-famous along with some guy's surprised cat and Tay Zonday! Um, seriously we got some lovely notices - for a great job done by Joshua Conkel and The Management, and I am so happy about the show. Luckily, the population of theater-blog-readers is tactful enough that I don't get mobbed getting my latte each morning. In terms of being awesome, I really try to take it day by day.
JK: You have a wonderful, humor-twinkled, critical eye for your own life experiences. What story from your life most commonly makes you think “Well, that’s me”?
DF: Okay, true story. Once I was doing research at the main DC public library building for a play I was working on. This is a big, urban public library downtown, so, as always, it’s full of all kinds of people. And I'm at this table reading my books, feeling really good about myself for how successfully my trip is going, when I notice that someone around me kind of smells. I look around and there are a couple somewhat shabby gentlemen nearby. No big deal, I think, and keep reading. But the smell gets worse. And my inner monologue becomes "Just read your book, don't look at the smelly men." I even try not too sniff too loudly in case they take it the wrong way. At this point, I totally could have just checked the book out and gone home, but I didn't want to offend them. It's not their fault they smell, right? So I finish the book—finally—and walk out of the library, and I'm waiting at the crosswalk when I realize I can still smell the smell. I look down and there's dog shit on my shoe. It's been there the whole time. And that's my life.
JK: What’s the meanest joke you’ve ever said? If not said, heard?
DF:
JK: When did theater first insinuate itself into your life? Have you always pursued the path of a playwright?

DF: Theater got in there early. Way before soccer. I probably saw my first live performance in nursery school, and then I acted in class plays and school plays starting in grade school and going through high school. I did drama at summer camp (not swimming; I still can't really swim) and saw my first professional show when I was in 4th grade. It was CATS. And I hated it, of which I am still proud. I first wanted to be a playwright at 13 or 14, when I had maybe 2 pages of dialogue under my belt. I first seriously considered doing it like for real when I was about 23.
DF: So the big unfairness of our relationship is that I think primarily in words and he thinks in sounds, but we have all our conversations in words. It's kind of like being married to someone who speaks French and making them learn English and never getting past "Bonjour" yourself. I often feel like if I wanted to be really fair I would make us have half our conversations in glockenspiel. I think that's why it was so much fun to work on a musical together (we wrote one called BICYCLING FOR LADIES about terrorist suffragettes)—I could speak in words and he could respond in music and we could carry on a dialogue that way.
JK: When writing, do you envision an idealized image of your characters? How clear a picture of the world on stage do you carry?
DF: Hmm, not very. I think a lot in speech, rhythm, and energy, but not so much in physical type. Similarly, I know a lot about how the worlds feel, but usually very little about how they look. Often, when I think I know something about a character physically, it turns out that I'm using a physical trait for a life experience one. Like, I'll think a character is tall and strong, but what I mean is that she isn't used to being treated as little and delicate. And there could be an actor who is physically small but her energy is equally "I got this."
JK: Like myself, you’re the product of a fancy, expensive education. What’s the most useful lesson you learned while spending thousands of dollars a year to do so? What’s the most useless shit you picked up [useless shit can be fun trivia or grumbles & complaints or both]?
DF: Most useful lesson? It's going to sound like a cliché, but persistence. [At the Yale School of Drama], [w]e had a weekly class where working artists and theater professionals came in and talked to us, and I was always amazed by the stories of the playwrights across the table. And these were folks I would kill to be, and they told their stories of "how did I get here" and it was always really circuitous and strange. I kept thinking somewhere there would be a linear playwright who just rationally advanced up the ladder, but I never met him. Gradually, over three years, I changed the way I thought about success and how it's achieved and when. Which is good, because I think according to my old definition of success I would now be a failure. The most useless? The idea that you can size up quickly who's going to be "important" and make them your friend. Be nice to everyone, sure, but there's no need to size up peers. You can't know who's going to be rich and famous. So stop talking about it.
JK: What is your favorite recipe to eat? What is your favorite recipe to cook?
DF: To eat? Mashed potatoes. To cook? Kale and sausage lasagna.
JK: What five things are most likely to worry you tomorrow?
DF: Why haven't I done better re-writes of SPECIES NATIVE TO CALIFORNIA? How will the rehearsal and reading go? Can we really trust the stress tests, or are the economy and our banking system totally doomed? Why aren't I a more organized person and better employee? Why aren't I a less organized person and better artist?
JK: On winter retreat, Mike Lew gave you the nickname Dofo, which has stuck in Youngblood. In that spirit, what would be your pornstar identity? Rollerderby alias?
DF: Hmm, I know that my porn name would be middle + first street = Ashley Columbia. Which I frankly love. I think she might now be a Real Housewife, actually. Rollerderby alias? Undine Slagg.
Jon Kern: I was an improviser before I ever finished a play, first with a group named JENNY, and then after grad school, I was on a Magnet Theater house team called the YES ANDERSENS for two years. I use a lot of improv principles when I write, such as callbacks, pacing, and avoiding questions. I also take playwriting concepts into improv, such as demanding everyone stick to my assigned script and giving writer’s notes to the actors. The two big mantras of New York improv are “Don’t Think” and “Truth in Comedy.” Since playwriting is a fucklot of thinking, only one of these applies when I write. My improv experience though taught me how to embody characters physically, how to heighten the energy of a scene, how to punch a joke or add a button, and how to make each line carry meaningful information. And if you want to have a discussion with the pretentious twat that lives inside my head, he will gladly explain his theory that comedy is an ethical philosophy.
JK: I'm one of those guys who will talk back to 2am infomercials. They weirdly combine the aspirational with the sleazy, and I have a deep love for that form of junk culture. So for HATE THE LOSER INSIDE, I had all the research already jammed into my head. My research process usually consists of me trying to write, then freaking out about how I don't know what the hell I'm talking about, and then reading stuff online or even buying a bunch of books to fill in gaps. My brain can scramble fact and fiction so readily, I am always fearful that what I'm saying is complete bullshit. Also, I can project authority and confidence in knowledge that I don't really have. It's an attitude that helped me throughout college, but now I don't know how to break the habit. So most of my research is done to help me become the man I can seem like.
JK: Didn't Shakespeare invent like 900 new words or phrases? That guy knew how to rock it. I think I tend to make up words because something is broke in my brain. In a recent New Yorker article, I read that synthesia results from an excess of neural connections between sections of the brain. It was hypothesized that creativity works the same way. So probably a bunch of wires in my skull are all screwed around, and now I compulsively remix the words I hear. I enjoy simple substitution games [e.g. “George Washington Carver studied peanuts” becomes “James Madison Mincer invented soy lecithin”] and treating language like it’s a Stretch Armstrong doll. Words are fragments of sound, as much as they are tiny packets of meaning. I find that the content of words is less interesting than the music they create in my head. So often I’ll think of some phrase that sounds funny and reverse engineer a character out of why someone would speak like that.
JK: There's a long history of crossover between the Ma-Yi Writers Lab, which is a pan-Asian-American theater group, and Youngblood. Mike Lew, Kyoung Park, and I are in both groups, and the Lab features Youngblood alums Lloyd Suh, Qui Nguyen, and Mrinalini Kamath. Ma-Yi meetings are a looser vibe, with people usually bringing snacks for all. Also, the Lab is much politer and better at math as a whole. I bring the same exact work to both groups, but typically a Ma-Yi play is 186% more Asian-y.
JK: Since joining Youngblood, I drink more than I used to. I guess I wasn't expecting that. Also, when I joined Youngblood, RJ and Graeme promised me my own human skull goblet from whence I could sup the blood of the innocent. Right now I'm having to sup the blood of the innocent out of plastic Dixie cups, and that doesn't really do it for the peasant villages I lord over with unjust tyranny. Something about a plastic Dixie cup just doesn't say, "Fear me! Or I'll rape your children!" More like "Fear me! And then meet me by the old chestnut tree for the three-legged race!"
Graeme!
Human skull goblet NOW!
JK: It varies.
hat did you think you'd be doing 10 years ago? 20?JK: Well, 10 years ago I was 18. I had gone to college thinking I'd become a psychiatrist but decided to concentrate [U of Chicago term for major] in Sociology when I didn't want to do any of that medical stuff. So I really had no idea about 10 years later. 20 years ago I was 8, and I probably imagined I would grow up to do something important that made my parents proud. I've been pretty much devoid of intelligent planning all my life, which is what led me to playwriting.
DF: The Internet -- playwriting friend or foe?
JK: More like a lover who does not know when TO SHUT THE FUCK UP. When it's good, it's too good to walk away from, but damn if there aren't times you wanna just . . .
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Kern: Blogging BLOODWORKS
Jon Kern:The play I’m working for my Bloodworks reading is called We In Silence Hear A Whisper. It’s based off an idea I had in 2005 when I was in grad school thinking, “How would you write a play about the genocide in Darfur and make it not suck?” Now, when I tell people I’m writing a play about Darfur, they tend to look at me like I just farted in a puppy’s face. I take it they think I’ve engaged in a foolish-to-inappropriate endeavor.
I know I’ve engaged in a foolish, perhaps inappropriate endeavor. Why else would I sit on an idea for 4 years? [Not always but often] I have a tremendously hard time getting myself to write. My body will literally fight itself. My muscles twist and tighten. My chest spasms. Paroxysms of silence shudder my limbs. I can feel words travel my throat that are never heard [‘cause I don’t speak them] and are never read [‘cause I don’t write them], until my throat grows cramped and soar like the calves of a psychotic runner, the kind who enjoy taking off their socks to see how bad their feet have bleed.
I think I should do something else. That’s the sane response, right? I tell myself, “You should _____" or "Really, what you ought to do is ______" or "Wouldn’t doing ______ be a lot more productive and helpful for ________?” Problem is, I can never fill in the blanks. All my thoughtful wishes for a different life are a virgin madlib. What else can I do? What else will anyone let me do? What else am I any good at? And so here I am, having to write a play for Bloodwork by decree of Baron Gillis and Vicomte Tolan, and I thought, “Let’s do that I idea you are super terrified to do! If you’re going to do this shit, do it stupid!”
Writing a play that touches on genocide – a current genocide – does offer a lot of ways to suck. I certainly don’t enjoy self-flagellating, liberal theater that wants to punish you for showing up. And I don’t enjoy academic lectures delivered by actors; if I had a passion for academia, I would’ve gone to a real grad school so I could currently be sitting in some small city or college town playing politics for a tenure track. And I’m not really sure if I’m qualified to speak for experiences that are the foreignest of foreign to me. And I don’t want to talk just about western, white people as much as I personally like them.
Horror needs to be named. Abject cruelty needs to be exposed. Evil needs the stage. Otherwise, the crimes we humans inflict on each other go unsolved. Worse, they get forgotten. One of the many lessons I’ve taken from the Bush years is that while knowledge of awful things is awful, ignorance of them is far worse. Ignorance is Miracle Grow™ for awful things. Ignorance is Cialis for the four-hour fuckpages of awful things. Yet if we’re going to open our eyes to evil, perhaps shake evil’s hand, perhaps chat evil a few questions at a dinner party, we have to experience the witnessing of that evil as a compelling event - as something aesthetic, worth seeing like any other object competing in the markplace of stimulation. The acceptable aesthetics of evil: that’s the fucking question. That’s the challenge that’s sat inside me for 4 years.
So here I am.
My reading of We In Silence Hear A Whisper is on June 3rd at 7pm. I’m excited to discover that night how badly I’ve failed, and I offer you the schadenfruede to discover along with me. I’m hopeful that I won’t, but a little suspicious that I will. Either way, we’re alive and ready to find out.
NB: If you are fortunate enough to have extra money or time, these people do good work - Doctors Without Borders and The International Rescue Committee. Please help them out, if you can
Jon's Bloodworks reading is next Wednesday (6/3) at 7 PM @SEAPORT! - 210 Front Street (@SEAPORT! is located at 210 Front Street, in the South Street Seaport--A/C to Broadway/Nassau, 2/3/4/5/J/M/Z to Fulton Street. Walk down Fulton Street to the Seaport, turn left before The Gap and the BODIES exhibit-- @SEAPORT! is half a block down on the left.)
Admission is free.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Alick: Blogging BLOODWORKS
YB: what is your piece exploring?

Monday, April 13, 2009
Kern: TRUE FACTS

Dingos are curiously allergic to 1980s synth pop. It is strenuously recommend that, if you ever go hiking in the Australian Outback, you carry Flock of Seagull's "Flock of Seagulls" to protect yourself against dingo attacks.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Kern: VICTORY BRUNCH Blogging
I finished the first draft of my May Brunch play [still yet untitled] yesterday. I brought it to the Ma-Yi Writers Lab and got a motherload of useful feedback that I now have to spend my subway hours thinking about. The idea for my play came from seeing a brief clip of the documentary "Winnebago Man" on the IFC channel Wednesday afternoon. That lead me to see that actual "Winnebago Man" clips on YouTube. So basically, this is a play inspired by a viral video on YouTube of outtakes from an industrial commercial. I originally had another idea for the May Brunch [even wrote 2 pages], but when I saw this Winnebago pitchman losing his shit I was immediately struck with the desire to see THAT on a stage. I've been wanting to write about the making of a commercial for awhile. In this media saturated, multi-networked, global mindspace, commercials are alarge part of our shared experience, and how they're made is the story of how we're being trained to see the world. When I saw this salesman caught between the animalistic passions he can't contain and the banality of his work, I was instantly smitten. Things clicked. His mounting frustration over how he can't remember his lines leads to this glorious, achingly pure profanity. I don't consider myself that good at communication [it's a massive irony that I'm a writer]. Most of life seems like things I wish I had said or didn't know how to say or can't even really properly give just due with the words I know. What I enjoy about theater is trying to express inarticulateness, hold that up for public view to uncover the emotions behind it. Jack Rebney, the Winnebago Man, embodies this existential state, the inherently dramatic struggle simply to live through each day, in the ordinary way, which to me is victory. Also, the video's fucking hilarious.
Monday, August 03, 2009
Dispatch from the Department of Non Sequiturs
So this is a random thought that leaped into my head today. The top five current Youngblood members whose names would be fun to say as SNL announcer Don Pardo. In order.
#5) Anna Moench
#4) Mira Gibson
#3) Sharyn Rothstein
#2) Kyoung H. Park
and the #1 current Youngblood member name that would be fun to say as Don Pardo . . .
#1) Delaney Britt Brewer!
Jon
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
News: May's VICTORY BRUNCH

Tuesday, May 26, 2009
News: Bloodworks - TONIGHT! and TOMORROW!
CAKE LIGHT
Tues June 2 - ANNA MOENCH
Weds June 3 - JON KERN
Tues June 16 - NIKOLE BECKWITH
Weds June 17 - JESSE CAMERON ALICK
Tues June 23 - PATRICK LINK
Weds June 24 - JOSHUA CONKEL
Tues June 30 - ELIZA CLARK
Weds July 1 - ROBERT ASKINS
Monday, April 27, 2009
News: May Brunch - SECOND SHOW ADDED

By overwhelming popular demand, for the final Brunch of the season, we're ADDING ANOTHER PERFORMANCE on the 6th Floor!
It's all the same shows, with all the same casts, just a half hour later. Curtain time for the 6th floor show will be 1:30pm, and there will be a bar and a buffet just like downstairs.
That's right. It's our first ever DOUBLE BRUNCH.
Be a part of Youngblood history - get your reservations now because the extra show will go fast!
See what happens when the playwrights of Youngblood write about WINNING, and the WINNERS who do it.
THE BRUNCHFAST OF CHAMPIONS!
Five brand new short plays about VICTORY from:
Rob ASKINS
Eli CLARK
Joshua CONKEL
Jon KERN
Michael LEW
Five brand new plays, plus our fabulous BRUNCH BUFFET of pancakes, eggs, bacon, pastries and fruit. And our morally reprehensible, fiscally indefensible OPEN BAR of mimosas and bloody marys - all for a TRIUMPHANT $15!
Reservations are ABSOLUTELY ESSENTIAL!
call (212) 247-4982 x107 or email info@youngbloodnyc.org
Sunday, May 3
2nd Floor Performance:
doors open at 12:30 for buffet/barshow starts at 1pm
(food goes fast, so get there early!)
6th Floor Performance:doors open at 1pm for buffet/barshow starts at 1:30pm
Any reservations not picked up by 10 minutes before curtain time can not be guaranteed.
Ensemble Studio Theater: 2nd Floor 549 West 52nd Street (bet. 10/11)
Friday, June 01, 2012
Leaving Youngblood: the lessons learned
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
News: Bloodworks - TONIGHT!
TONIGHT!!!: Wednesday, May 13 - SPECIES NATIVE TO CALIFORNIA - by Dorothy Fortenberry
Youngblood (Ensemble Studio Theatre's company of playwrights under 30) is proud to present BLOODWORKS - our annual reading series, featuring a brand new full-length play from each of our member playwrights.
ALL READINGS are @ 7pm and are free of charge @SEAPORT! - 210 Front Street

Tonight: SPECIES NATIVE TO CALIFORNIA
by Dorothy Fortenberry
directed by Becca Wolff
with Jack Davidson, Sharon Freedman, Florencia Lozano, Irene Lucio, Alex Major, Christian Ramirez, Erica Sullivan and Paco Tolson*
* member of Ensemble Studio TheatreSkip and his daughters, Zo and Mara, live on the land - as rich hippies do. Gloria and her son Victor live with them, as "part of the family." And Jeff, Mara's boyfriend, just wants to make a good first impression. But when economic crisis comes to the vineyard, ghosts return to break the families' fragile balance. Mexican folk tales meet Mendocino County in this new play inspired by The Cherry Orchard.
And coming up...:
Tues May 19 - SHARYN ROTHSTEIN
Weds May 20 - MICHAEL LEW
Tues May 26 - COURTNEY BROOKE LAURIA
Weds May 27 - ERICA SALEH
Tues June 2 - ANNA MOENCH
Weds June 3 - JON KERN
Tues June 16 - NIKOLE BECKWITH
Weds June 17 - JESSE CAMERON ALICK
Tues June 23 - PATRICK LINK
Weds June 24 - JOSHUA CONKEL
Tues June 30 - ELIZA CLARK
Weds July 1 - ROBERT ASKINS
This year, for the first time, the BLOODWORKS readings are hosted by Dog Run Rep at the @SEAPORT! space at South Street Seaport.
@SEAPORT! is located at 210 Front Street, in the South Street SeaportA/C to Broadway/Nassau, 2/3/4/5/J/M/Z to Fulton Street
Walk down Fulton Street to the Seaport, turn left before The Gap and the BODIES exhibit. @SEAPORT! is half a block down on the left.
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
NEWS: Bloodworks - Tonight!... Tomorrow Night!
Youngblood (Ensemble Studio Theatre's company of playwrights under 30) is proud to present BLOODWORKS - our annual reading series, featuring a brand new full-length play from each of our member playwrights.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009
BLOODWORKS: TONIGHT! TOMORROW!
Great Eastern
by Anna Moench
directed by Michael Silverstone
TOMORROW:
We In Silence Hear A Whisper
by Jon Kern
directed by Colette Robert
featuring Ayesha Ngaujah, Shydel James, Frank Harts, Louis Changchien, Laura Heidinger

BLOODWORKS: 2009 Youngblood's annual reading series Youngblood (Ensemble Studio Theatre's company of playwrights under 30) is proud to present BLOODWORKS - our annual reading series, featuring a brand new full-length play from each of our member playwrights.
ALL READINGS are @ 7pm and are free of charge @SEAPORT! - 210 Front Street
@SEAPORT! is located at 210 Front Street, in the South Street Seaport
A/C to Broadway/Nassau, 2/3/4/5/J/M/Z to Fulton Street
Walk down Fulton Street to the Seaport, turn left before The Gap and the BODIES exhibit. @SEAPORT! is half a block down on the left.has just started to teeter on its axis.
This year, for the first time, the BLOODWORKS readings are hosted by Dog Run Rep at the @SEAPORT! space at South Street Seaport.
Tues June 16 - NIKOLE BECKWITH
Weds June 17 - JESSE CAMERON ALICK
Tues June 23 - PATRICK LINK
Weds June 24 - JOSHUA CONKEL
Tues June 30 - ELIZA CLARK
Weds July 1 - ROBERT ASKINS
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Behind the Scenes: This is How We Roll
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By the time you get this the sun will have risen on the first day of tech for Asking For Trouble. For now though it's two in the morning and RJ and I are at EST, bombed on Hawaiian Punch and vodka (what are you laughing at? They were the only drinks we could find in the WHOLE THEATRE), and still, even now, still fighting about the running order. If you ever wondered how decisions got made at Youngblood, you're seeing how it works. Graeme and RJ drink a bunch of girl drinks and then they Hawaiian Punch It Out.
We'll get to the running order in a minute (editor's note: at 9am, Graeme called RJ to change the order again), but first, here's some information it would probably help to have:
1. Set Changes: There was a time when all the set changes in Asking For Trouble were done by the playwrights. It was awfully fun to watch, but it involved a set change rehearsal that would run till 230 in the morning and usually added about 20 minutes to the running time of the show. Finally after one year where a guy dragged a chair onstage and stood in the blue light for a solid 150 seconds trying to figure out where the chair was supposed to go (that guy may have been me), we decided we should simplify things.
This year, the casts for each play bring on their set at the top of their play and take it off when they're done.
All the stock set pieces will have specific places to live offstage, which you will see at your tech. During tech, our stage manager Michal and our intern Olga will note which pieces each play is using, and will let you know if you can leave anything onstage for the next show, but for now please plan to strike everything you use until further notice.
So, in a nutshell: actors will be placing and striking set pieces, stored upstage & backstage.
2. E-Flyer/Facebook Invitations: We've sent out an e-flyer to the Youngblood and EST mailing lists, which you all should have received. If you didn't, reply as such to this email and we'll get it to you. Check out the terrific comics, drawn for us for the second year running by Youngblood's own Nikole Beckwith. My favorite is the salmon hat.
We also have an "Event" associated with the Youngblood group on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/event.
Feel free to invite your friends via that event as well.
3. Reservations: To reserve seats, tell your friends, your family, your lovers, and your family's lovers to call 212.247.4982, x105. They need to say which night *and which series* they need tickets for, and leave their email address.
Or they can send that information via email to boxoffice@
Remember, there are about 114 people taking part in this thing one way or another. That means people need to reserve early. It'll fill up fast, especially for the later shows. The last thing we want is to turn your family's lovers away.
4. Call Time. For the first performance, we'd like to ask everybody to show up half an hour before curtain. So if you're in the Series A at 7pm, be at EST by 630. If you're in Series B at 9pm series, be here by 830.
For Friday and Saturday we can fudge the call times a bit, so if you don't go onstage till 1030 we're not gonna make you show up two hours early every night. But if everybody can get there early the first night, it'll help keep things running smoothly.
5. Curtain Call. If you're a fan of four-hour evenings of ten-minute plays, like we are, then you know that individual curtain calls for each of your 21 plays can get a little impractical. So we ask everyone to stick around till the end of their series and we do a great big company bow at the end.
There are always cases where people have to take off beforehand, and we understand that - just let us know and it's no sweat. But I will say that a big part of the fun of these things happens backstage, meeting and hanging out with the 72 other people who got roped into this. And at the end of the night when everybody piles onto the stage and the audience is hooting and applauding because they can't quite believe they made it through either, it's a pretty great sight to see everyone onstage together, it's a pretty great feeling. It's like you're in Live Aid or Miss Saigon. So stick around if you can. It's really worth it.
6. Opening Night. Are you like me? Do you know your lines yet? You got any idea where you're supposed to stand when you don't have lines? Are you getting a little freaked? Have you looked in the fresh, in-some-cases-peach-fuzzy face of your playwright and thought to yourself "As God as my witness, I will not let this peach-fuzzy playwright down"? And what are we all going to WEAR?
Well if the answer to any of those questions is Gee Graeme I Dunno, then the good news that pretty much all of the roughly 114 people that are doing this are going through the same damn thing. You know what helps?
Well let me tell you what doesn't help: staying at EST and drinking Hawaiian Punch cocktails and fighting with RJ till two in the morning. No, what helps is sitting in the audience on Thursday night to watch each other's shows. It gives everybody a warm, friendly audience for that first bold leap into the breach, it lets you know that everyone is in more or less the same spot as you, and when you see the plays actually pulled off, it's proof that such miracles can happen. Ah, Youngblood. A Pocketful of Ten Minute Miracles.
And, of course, we're gonna let you in free. It goes back to the fun of being in this thing; for five more days we're all part of this lurching, unwieldly, roughly-114 person company. How often do we get to do shit like that?
7. Nate Whelden. So there's this guy Nate Whelden. So Nate lives in Baltimore, but I didn't know that, see, and last night when one of the plays lost an actor, I called Nate. And at the time of this writing Nate Whelden is TAKING A BUS FROM BALTIMORE TO NEW YORK, where he will SLEEP ON A BUDDY'S COUCH FOR A WEEK, so he can do Asking For Trouble. Even if you kinda don't have time to watch the other shows, even if you've discovered that it turns out you sort of don't like ten-minute plays, even if you hate everybody else that you've met and worked with this week, come on out and cheer Nate on.
8. Parties. We're gonna have some parties. The Mighty Kel Haney managed to hook us up (again) with a big donation of Stella Artois. It turns out that Youngblood's big in Belgium. Who knew? Our friends the Belgians. So yeah, we're gonna have some parties after the performances. There will be an opening night party on Thursday, a closing night party on Saturday, and a party on Friday night just so Friday night doesn't feel left out.
9. What was I talking about? Oh right! Whew! Here it is! With all that as your drumroll, then, here is your RUNNING ORDER for ASKING FOR TROUBLE 2009:
THE BOOTY by Kyoung H. Park, directed by Kel Haney
DEATHPOD! by Meghan Deans, directed by Moritz Von Stuelpnagel
THE OATH by Jesse Cameron Alick, directed by Lila Neugebauer
COLONEL JEFFREY by Emily Chadick Weiss, directed by John Giampetro
THE NEXT TIME WE PICK UP A DRIFTER I DO THE TALKING by Michael Lew, directed by Robert Ross Parker
---INTERMISSION---
THE LAST PIRATE by Anna Moench, directed by Sarah Malkin
A PLAY INSPIRED BY MEDITATION CLOTHES by Nikole Beckwith, directed by Tom Rowan
FAKE by Michael Walek, directed by Rachel Slaven
IT NEVER RAINS IN REALITY TELEVISION by Sharyn Rothstein, directed by Wes Grantom
AMERICA YOU KILL ME by Joshua Conkel, directed by Linsay Firman
SERIES B
THE PUNCH by Eliza Clark, directed by Daniel Winerman
JOSEF STALIN WAS A ROCKSTAR by Jon Kern, directed by Christine Farrell
BACK TO THE SEXY by Mira Gibson, directed by Snehal Desai
IF YOU by Lucy Boyle, directed by Jamie Richards
VIRTUE OF NECESSITY by Robert Askins, directed by Eliza Beckwith
MORNING SUNSHINE by Anna Kerrigan, directed by Dylan McCullough
---INTERMISSION---
GET 'ER DONE by Courtney Brooke Lauria, directed by RJ Tolan
INTERVIEW SCHMINTERVIEW by Delaney Britt Brewer, directed by Alexa Polmer
SONS OF THIEVES by Patrick Link, directed by Gerritt Turner
TEN MINUTES FROM WONDERFUL by Erica Saleh, directed by Web Begole
CRAB BAKE by Eric March, directed by Abigail Zealy Bess
Graeme

