Come see Oakland-based Change of State Performance Project perform:
“Take This House (and Float It Away)”
What will you do when the flood waters rise?
UC-IMC
202 S. Broadway, Urbana
Thurday, 4.23.09
8 p.m.
$5-10 suggested donation (no one turned away)
Allen Hall
S. Rec Room, UIUC
Tuesday, 4.21.09
8 p.m.
This tightly choreographed play raises questions about common attitudes towards water and “natural” disasters. A suburban couple grapples with- and denys the gravity of- the ‘storm of the century’ in a suburb of Sacramento. There will be 2 opening pieces by Urbanans: “hoprock”, for solo udderbot (an invented instrument) by Jacob Barton (that’s me!); and the multimedia-tastic “Water Finds Its Way” by Elizabeth Simpson.
We’ll also be finishing up the Midwest tour in St. Louis on Saturday:
The Tin Ceiling Theater
3159 Cherokee St.
St. Louis, MO http://www.tinceiling.org/
Saturday 4.25.09
8 p.m.
$15 ($5 discount for students, unemployed, etc)
On Friday I left lovely Urbana for a two-week tour of the Midwest, in conjunction with elizaBeth Simpson and the Change of State Performance Project. I hope to post occasional updates on this fortnight of adventure. I also hope Urbana folks can come on April 21 or 23, when we hit Urbana, and that you can invite whoever friends near Iowa and Chicago and Milwaukee are arty enough to handle our art art art.
The theme of the tour is WATER; Qilo and Andrea perform a play about water & its politics, Beth has created a seaside multimedia romp, and I play an udderbot solo piece called hoprock. The udderbot is a musical instrument we’ve invented which must be filled with water to be played; check out the blog ‘n’ wiki when curious.
Stop One was Minneapolis. Staying in a house with hairless cats, who are more like giraffe-bats, eating ginger snaps, studying maps. A hurried visit with Philip Blackburn, a soft-spoken and highly-accomplished sonical practitioner who’s planning to plant a circle of 52 different varieties of apple tree in his backyard.
Then we had a show this afternoon, and a good audience came, despite the inclement Easter.
That’s all for now. Maybe one of these other folks will lend me their camera for further illustration…
When a house our size has bulk amounts of at least six kinds of bean, I’ve got two hours to make dinner, it is sometimes difficult to justify making food that requires buying fresh ingredients: “Cauliflower? Plantains? But the lentils and black-eyed peas are right here!”
(Of course, the tables will turn come harvest season!)
If a house goes on like this, without taking care to coordinate what is cooked, weeks’ worth of dinners may lack the expected textural and stylistic range as we spoon gruel from a bowl for the umpteenth time.
Now, I’m mostly a recipe person. I delight in following directions down to the letter for the promise of surprisingly perfect food (provided no one gets hurt). I think I got this from my mother (Hi Mom!). Nevertheless, occasionally I indulge in improvisation. This one began with an oath to make “gruel salad”, a joke that became reality. It was “one of those evenings.”
gruel with a twist
Cut celery, scallions, and asparagus into 3-inch chunks. Braise in medium saucepan with a little oil and a little more water. Add sliced mushrooms and broccoli. Pepper half-heartedly. Add half a cup of wheat flour and enough water to keep everything from sticking to the bottom. Overcook until gooey. Serve atop whole leaves of lettuce, carrots, and pear, with a vinaigrette dressing.