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WYSIWYG: The Dope Show

The WYSIWYG Talent Show is a monthly showcase for the oft-overlooked genius of bloggers in or visiting New York City. Although our events are comprised mostly of readings, any sort of performance is welcome, be it an original song, a dramatic scene, sketch comedy, burlesque, or whatever your twisted little minds can come up with. If you have a great idea for a performance, just let us know. If it sucks, we won’t tell anyone, promise.

with

Ned Vizzini

Brian Grosz

Dori Mondon

Patrick Horner

Sam Gallia

Chris Hampton

Coming Out of the Night with Names

Coming Out of the Night With Names is a new work from human future dance corps by playwright/director Peter Jacobs and choreographer DD Dorvillier, which examines a mystery of vessels that hold us in our experience, and the names we absorb over generations as these vessels vanish.

131

Katherine Profeta takes Elevator Repair Service’s eloquently understated tactics deeper into dance with 131, which at 45 minutes lasts just about as long as its score, Beethoven’s Quartet in C-sharp Minor, op. 131.

WYSIWYG: The Ides of March

The WYSIWYG Talent Show is a monthly showcase for the oft-overlooked genius of bloggers in or visiting New York City. Although our events are comprised mostly of readings, any sort of performance is welcome, be it an original song, a dramatic scene, sketch comedy, burlesque, or whatever your twisted little minds can come up with. If you have a great idea for a performance, just let us know. If it sucks, we won’t tell anyone, promise.

with

Mike Daisey, Blaise K, Micheal Barrish, Chris Glazier, Lindsay Robertson, Jose Ralat Maldonado

Cold Comfort

Populating an Antarctic snowscape, penguins cavorted playfully in Karen Sherman’s Cold Comfort, by turns zoo exhibit, cabaret, and erotic dream. To portray the birds, five dancers wore ingenious hooded unitards and furry arm-warmers. Their behavior breathed convincing life into the critters—curious, often affectionate, yet mostly heedless toward one another. They tottered about, cocked their heads, flapped their winglets, and rolled over one another like little blubber-balls. Sherman, an explorer wielding a pickax, began moving at a glacial pace, as if thawing.

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