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Elderberry wine in new bottlesKelly Kleimanon September 14, 2022 at 4:13 pm

Long before the term “meta” entered common parlance there was Arsenic and Old Lace, a 1939 play by Joseph Kesselring about how plays are ridiculous. It’s also a play about the difference between reality and appearance, embodied by the saintly Brewster sisters and their killer elderberry wine.

Arsenic and Old Lace Through 10/2: Wed-Fri 7:30 PM, Sat-Sun 2 and 7:30 PM; audio description Sat 10/1 2 PM (touch tour 12:30 PM), open captions Sun 10/2 2 PM, ASL interpretation Sun 10/2 7:30 PM, Court Theatre, 5535 S. Ellis, 773-753-4472, courttheatre.org, $40.50-$82

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But don’t let my interpretive flourishes put you off: Arsenic and Old Lace is still the comedy you remember about crazy people who think they’re sane driving genuinely sane people crazy. Mortimer Brewster (Eric Gerard, charming and preternaturally graceful) discovers that his aunts have been poisoning old men and having them buried in the cellar by their nephew Teddy (an appropriately stentorian Allen D. Edge), who imagines he’s Teddy Roosevelt digging the Panama Canal. The aunts (TayLar and Celeste Williams, each with her own perfectly-rendered version of old-maidhood) don’t see that they’re doing anything wrong, despite a strict moral code which frowns on Mortimer’s exposure to the sinful world of theater. When long-lost nephew Jonathan (A.C. Smith, in a comically terrifying high state of pissed-ivity) shows up toting a body of his own, complications—more complications!—ensue.  

Director Ron OJ Parson handles this multi-ring circus with the perfect light touch. The ensemble plays the text’s outlandishness as if it were ordinary behavior and couples it with superb bits of physical comedy. John Culbert’s scene design conjures a Victorian dream house, complete with a staircase sturdy enough for Teddy’s repeated charges up San Juan Hill and a window seat capacious enough for several bodies at a time.

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Amanda Flores, aka DJ Flores Negras, founder of Mictlan ProductionsJamie Ludwigon September 14, 2022 at 4:48 pm

Amanda Flores is a Chicago musician, DJ, event promoter, and licensed massage therapist. While fronting metal band Rosaries in 2017, she launched Flores Negras Productions to help create new inclusive spaces in the local music community. Soon after, she began DJing, also under the name Flores Negras. During the pandemic, she’s grown a following for the eclectic taste she showcases at events such as Necropolis (which focuses on dark electronic and industrial sounds) and Cumbia y Los Goths. In August, Flores announced that she’s rebranding her company as Mictlan Productions, while continuing to DJ as Flores Negras—a separation that she hopes will allow both to continue to grow along their own paths. The production work has become increasingly collaborative as well, and she wants to share more of the spotlight with the team of people who are helping her celebrate diverse identities, music, and art in Chicago’s nightlife scene.

As told to Jamie Ludwig

My family’s from the border of Texas. It’s a complicated thing when you’re from Texas and you have to assimilate. So my dad got really into American pop culture. He was a music and movie nerd, and he introduced me to a lot of different music at a very young age. My grandma had a weird old organ in the house, and I’d play with the keys as a toddler. 

My dad bought me my first guitar when I was 11; he worked three jobs, so it was a lot to be able to get that guitar. But I couldn’t afford lessons, and I was also a visual artist. So in school, when I had to choose if I was gonna take an art class or music class, I chose art. I never really was trained in music; I had more of a spiritual, emotional connection with sound. 

My youth was spent going back and forth from Chicago to Texas. My family didn’t want us to grow up there because we were right on the border, and there was all the cartel stuff going on the other side. And also at the time there was more work up here.

My dad started taking me to concerts too. I saw Joan Jett and wore a leather jacket when I was like five. My family sometimes dressed us up like little rockers, but then they got a little scared when I got really into Korn and stuff. There was a little bit of conflict, or restrictions and censorship of my expression. They blamed a lot of my sadness that was more the result of a true trauma on the music, and I had it taken away from me a lot. 

I started to find fake IDs at 15 and go out to weird raves, and I did a lot of drugs. I overdosed at 17, and then I said, “I can’t do this anymore.” I stopped listening to techno for ten years—I just didn’t wanna fall back into it again—and I just focused on more metal and rock music, like the stuff that I grew up with.

I used to dream about being a DJ when I was a kid. Back in the day it was a little harder—I didn’t even have a laptop. So I gave up on that for a minute and just kind of wandered. I drank a lot—I was an alcoholic for most of my life—so I didn’t play music for a good chunk of time. And then I was in a very abusive relationship, and that took a good chunk of my life too. 

Rosaries kind of saved me. That [abusive] person said, “You have to choose—either that band, or having a life with me.” I chose music. 

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen Rosaries play, but I don’t speak onstage. I don’t say, “Hi, this is Rosaries.” I have anxiety. If I don’t have to speak, it’s fine, but otherwise I feel awkward. So [performing] is a way to just feel or express myself. I’m going through a spiritual experience and just really belting out what I feel. I throw my body around. A lot of it is just how I project my anger and sadness, instead of projecting it into drugs and alcohol.

Rosaries released this three-song EP in 2020.

Rosaries started in 2016, and I started the productions in 2017. It was kinda hard for [my band] to find shows. There’s a lot of gatekeeping in Chicago, and that person I’d been with was also a musician, and I didn’t feel safe in a lot of places. They pulled the whole thing: “She’s a liar, she’s doing it for attention.” And there was a group of people who believed it—even though there were photos and things. 

That’s a tale you hear all the time. I notice that repetitiveness throughout punk and different scenes, of people going through the same thing with these men in power in the music world. So you never feel safe in certain spaces, because “Oh, that’s so-and-so’s friend.” You feel like you have to watch your back, and you feel like you can’t comfortably dance or be yourself. That’s why I started doing productions, and that’s why I put my name on it. It was like, “Hey, motherfucker—you can’t be here.” 

I started throwing events on weekdays, which was tough. The [club bookers] were like, “Oh, I guess I could give you a Tuesday in the middle of winter.” 

[At my events] I never ever said, “This is only a safe space.” There’s always a lot of resistance. There are a lot of weird people who just like to bother you and get you mad on the Internet, and I don’t like dealing with them. So I didn’t post much about that, but it was always my intention with booking. If someone was problematic, I never booked them again. 

Mictlan Productions presents NecropolisPart of Mictlan’s residence at Subterranean on the second and fourth Fridays of each month. Fri 9/23, 10 PM, Subterranean downstairs, 2011 W. North, $10, 21+

So I intentionally created these spaces. It was a lot of friends and community, and giving people the space and platform that few others would. I understood not fitting in a genre or a stereotype. Rosaries has that problem too; we’re not your basic doom metal, or we’re not your basic psych, we’re just really weird. And that’s the thing—I’m really weird, and people are really weird. Nobody is just one thing. 

I like to accept everyone’s form of creation, basically, because I get it. Music has evolved from so many different influences that when somebody says that [they only like one type], like they’re only a metalhead and they don’t like other things, I’m like, “You’re actually a poser.”

Some people thought [what I was doing] was weird, on the metal side. I like to DJ, but I also like to DJ cumbia and other stuff because my identity is very complex and comes from all these different pieces of my life. A lot of people are the same—we just constantly feel like we need to conform to fit in. But I don’t want people to feel like they have to conform in my spaces. I want them to be whoever they are. 

I quit drinking in 2018. I collect vinyl, and right before the pandemic, I did a couple vinyl events with my friend and bandmate Ivan Cruz [also from Of Wolves], who has very diverse tastes in music as well. So I did the vinyl DJing for a little bit, but vinyl is really heavy, and it’s more expensive if I wanted to continue DJing. 

I eventually got a laptop, and my first gig as a digital DJ was sadly like the last gig I had before the pandemic, on March 7, 2020, at SubT. When the pandemic happened, I was alone, and I had a lot of time to think. I started to really embrace every single part of my past and really dive deep and reminisce about the music I used to listen to back then. I think I did three online events, and then in the winter of 2021, I did this online cumbia goth event, and someone randomly shared my flyer. This big artist called NoFace shared it, and a bunch of artists from LA began following me and hitting me up.

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Last month Amanda Flores renamed her production company after the underworld of Aztec mythology. Credit: Pedrick Hales

Cumbia always sounded really hard to me—that beat always seemed like a heavier sound. I knew from growing up that new wave and dark music is really big in Chicano culture. I throw it all together, and it’s the best party ever. We can be in both realms, from one side of the spectrum to the other, and find our in-between. A lot of DJs love that they can play whatever they want because it’s an expression of identity and that spectrum has no limits. 

I also love writing music, but when you can’t get together with your band, like during the pandemic, you’re all alone. Rosaries wasn’t really practicing, and once we were able to work again, we were all like, “OK, we have to work.” So we didn’t get to see each other. 

Now we’re looking for a new drummer, and we’ve already gone through a lot of drummers. But I told my bandmates I really want to focus. I really want to take us to play on the west coast and do some other things, to give us some goals. I miss playing a lot. It makes me sad sometimes that I’m not able to sing, but it will happen again. 

Last month I DJed twice in LA, and I’m in Texas next week. It’s all DIY. I plan to let music take me to places that I never thought it would. I constantly find myself feeling like I’m in a really cool indie film, where everything looks cool and the vibes are cool. So wherever music takes me, I shall go if I can afford it.

[Outside of music] I’m a healer. I’ve been a massage therapist for ten years, and I have my own wellness studio. I use sound therapy as well and integrate it into my work on the channels. I study acupuncture as well. I do a lot of things, and this is how I stay sober.

I believe that sound has feelings and can create feelings and emotions. A sound can also be a form of nostalgia. I do love soundtrack music a lot, and the way that it can be used to create a mood. So I do have a lot of intentions with sound. It’s cool how sound is a vibration, and we’re bodies of water and we can conduct those vibrations very well and feel that energy inside.

With Cumbia y Los Goths, I’ll bring out songs that you’d hear when you’re a little kid, then bring out songs that maybe you heard with cousins in high school, and then mix in something current. I’m activating parts of our memories. I’ve had people come up to me, thanking me for creating these spaces. It means a lot to me to be able to create a healing space—because we’re seen, we’re present, we exist. 

A lot of times the “other” is looked past, and we’re not represented in spaces. That could mean Chicano, Latine, people going through troubles, people who are nonconforming, nonbinary. We all have different memories, different problems, and different paths in life. My events are for whoever feels like they’re being called; that’s what I’ve noticed as it’s been growing. 

I’m pulling people out of the woodwork, people I’ve never seen before, and I love it. Maybe it’s a place where—instead of just being at home listening to your headphones—you’re like, “Oh wow, someone is gonna play all this stuff that’s weird too.” That person could like half the stuff, and their friend could like the other half of the stuff, and everyone’s vibing anyway because it flows.

If you think of how music has evolved, in general, metal comes from the old blues stuff, and if you go back further, it’s really native music. It’s OK to listen to different sounds. I think you can become a better musician by listening to different types of music and seeing how different music styles have evolved and influenced each other. I could dive deep on that all day.

[As Flores Negras Productions grew], a lot of people were honestly confused. They knew the productions, but they thought that other people were me, and I thought that was unfair to the other artists [who work with me]. Like my friend Angie Delvalle, a great local artist under the name Lucid Is Dreaming who curates dark arts market pop-ups at the events, and resident DJs Faith Betinis (Necropolis) and Maddjazz, aka Jorge Ortega (Ratchet AF). 

I don’t want to turn the productions into something where it’s all about me. I also want to make sure the people who are going to help are dedicated to the whole concept of it all—which is creating those spaces and understanding that diverse mix of music. 

So I was on a plane, and I just decided, “This is it. I’m changing it, ripping off the bandage. It’s over.” I had the party Necropolis, which I still do, but something happened where there’s a huge Necropolis party happening in Chicago, and they took that Instagram [handle]. I decided to use Mictlan because it’s the Aztec version of the underworld, and we’re like the lost souls. So all the people who feel lost can come to Mictlan parties.

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Trash talkKerry Reidon September 14, 2022 at 4:37 pm

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Lindsay Joelle’s The Garbologists, now in a local premiere at Northlight under Cody Estle’s direction, is a slice-of-life two-hander about an odd-couple pair of New York sanitation workers. Marlowe (Tiffany Renee Johnson) is a Black woman with multiple degrees in art history from Columbia. Danny (Luigi Sottile) is a brash motormouth white man from Staten Island, bent on showing off his street smarts to the new hire with garbage-collector inside jokes about “disco rice” (maggots) and “urban whitefish” (used condoms), as well as “mongo” (the trash that the collectors repurpose for themselves; one of those items becomes a plot point). Over 90 minutes of short scenes, played out on Collette Pollard’s cunning set (including a facsimile of the business end of a garbage truck), the two come to understand some things about the detritus of each other’s lives as well as that of the strangers along their route.

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It’s a good-hearted piece, with exceptionally fine performances from Johnson and Sottile, but the revelations feel a little too forced and contrived to carry the narrative weight for the show. The small off-the-cuff jokes and exasperated reactions from Sottile and Johnson, respectively, offer comfort-food familiarity for anyone who has been stuck in a small space for hours with someone they’re not sure they want to get to know better. I just wish that Joelle’s story had taken a few more risks, rather than relying on what ultimately feels like a formulaic approach to unpacking the messy black plastic bags of personal loss for Marlowe and Danny.

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Chicago Cubs rumors: Team plans to spend this winterJordan Campbellon September 14, 2022 at 4:12 pm

The Chicago Cubs are preparing for a decisive offseason as the direction of the team will be explicitly identified in regard to whether the endgame is for the team to be contending in 2025 or if the team will be contenting as early as next season.

After finishing 2021 in fourth place in the National League Central Division, the Cubs appear destined to finish the 2022 season in third place. This will mark the second consecutive season where the team has missed the postseason and the team is no longer afforded the same benefit of the doubt that they had during their initial rebuild from 2011-2015.

To the Cubs’ credit, they have flooded the minor league system with talented prospects with the likes of outfielder Pete Crow-Armstrong, outfielder Alexander Canario, starting pitcher Hayden Wesneski, and starting pitcher Caleb Killian added to the farm system over the course of the past year.

It is clear that the Cubs have the peripheral pieces to a team that can be contenders within the next year or two with the likelihood that Crow-Armstrong emerges as a true superstar. But, the Cubs will need to make significant additions to the Major League team. Spending in free agency is something that fans have been calling for the Cubs to do again since 2018.

As the offseason nears, there have been indications that the Cubs plan on being active this winter. Chicago Cubs chairman Tom Ricketts told ESPN in August that spending in free agency is a part of the plan for the next contending Cubs team. Cubs’ president of baseball operations Jed Hoyer also confessed to reporters in August that he plans on being active this offseason.

Hoyer and Rickets have said these things before. There were glimpses of spending returning last offseason when the team signed outfielder Seiya Suzuki and starting pitcher Marcus Stroman to lucrative free-agent deals but then closed the wallet with the exception of minor signings of outfielder Jackson Frazier and veteran backup catcher Yan Gomes.

Suzuki figures to factor into the long-term plans of the Cubs whereas the future of Stroman is not so certain as he has an option for 2024. The signings were mixed signals for the Cubs as they indicated that the team was unclear on their direction.

The Cubs may look to remove that uncertainty this offseason. In his “REKAP” of the Cubs’ 4-1 victory over the New York Mets on Tuesday, NBC Sports Chicago insider David Kaplan reported that he has heard definitively that the Cubs are going to spend this offseason and that two of their targets are shortstop Trea Turner and starting pitcher Carlos Rodon. Furthermore, Kaplan reported that Turner and Rodon, both free agents this winter, are interested in the Cubs.

The Chicago Cubs plan on returning to contention next season with the goal of spending this offseason on top free agents.

At this point, it would appear to be shocking, if, at the end of the offseason, the Cubs do not have one of the four top free agent shortstops a part of their team. Report after report has surfaced over the past couple of months of how the Cubs will indeed land one of the top free agent shortstops this winter. Of the four-Turner, Carlos Correa, Xander Bogaerts, and Dansby Swanson-Correa and Bogaerts figured to be the two most likely with Turner falling in just behind them.

This is where we once again need to clarify that the Cubs adding a free agent shortstop is not any indicator of how the team feels about current starting shortstop Nico Hoerner. Hoerner is a long-term member of the future Cubs’ core and his infield flexibility allows for the Cubs to target one of these shortstops with the goal of improving their overall offense.

In regard to Rodon, there is no question that he fits the exact mold of the type of starting pitcher that the Cubs need to target this winter. What the Cubs appear to lack in regard to their future starting rotation is a true power pitcher that can sit at the top of the rotation. Rodon could certainly be that starting pitcher.

It is worth noting that both Turner and Rodon will likely have qualifying offers attached to them and there are reasons, as pointed out by Brett Taylor of Bleacher Nation, that it may be worth it for the Cubs to sign two players attached to a qualifying offer instead of one.

(Of course, if the Cubs *DID* look at these two, specifically, it would be slightly beneficial to get both, since they will both be Qualifying Offer guys, and stacking those signings in a single offseason reduces the draft pick cost associated with the signings. For example, the first one would cost the Cubs their second highest draft pick (and $500,000 in IFA bonus pool money), but the second such signing would cost only their third highest draft pick (and another $500,000 in IFA money). So it’s a little more “cost” effective to sign two such players in a single offseason if you’re looking to do it anyway.)

Looking beyond the names involved, the most encouraging piece in all of this is that Kaplan is not directly involved with the Cubs. Kaplan is certainly connected in regards to the Cubs and when he offers tidbits such as the one he did on Tuesday, there is definitely a reason to listen. The only direction for the Cubs this offseason is to spend on free agency and that is how they can return to contention in 2023.

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First Lady fantasia

Right before the pandemic shutdown in 2020, TimeLine Theatre presented James Ijames’s sorrowful and powerful Kill Move Paradise, in which a group of Black men murdered by the police gather in a purgatorial afterlife, where a fax machine spits out an ever-growing list of more Black people killed by the state. At the same time that Kill Move Paradise was in production, Steppenwolf was preparing to open Ijames’s The Most Spectacularly Lamentable Trial of Miz Martha Washington, starring Nora Dunn as the first First Lady facing her own hallucinatory hellscape on her deathbed.

The difference, of course, is that Martha Washington deserves the mental damnation she’s caught up in. She owned other human beings, after all. Sure, it’s possible to parse the historical record to find the loopholes that tell us that gosh, she just didn’t have the legal right to manumit the people she inherited from her first husband’s estate. And Queen Elizabeth II couldn’t single-handedly grant independence to countries colonized by the empire, but that doesn’t stop those oppressed in her name from celebrating her demise. (See Black Twitter, Irish Twitter, etc., etc.) The Black people in Martha’s household are ready to party when she goes. But first, they’re determined to hold their “mistress” accountable through a series of visitations and interrogations.

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Ijames’s play, now finally making its long-postponed Steppenwolf premiere, isn’t about making nice with White Woman Tears. When Cindy Gold’s Martha resorts to that tactic at one point in the show, it feels like watching any of numerous Karens-Caught-on-Camera videos on social media of nasty racist women pleading white innocence. His 90-minute piece draws on pop culture, from game shows to The People’s Court, where Martha tries to plead her case, to tease out the historical record. Director Whitney White’s superb ensemble leans into the anachronistic anarchy and hilarity of these interludes without losing sight of the characters’ underlying rage. 

What’s really on trial here (and this was also a theme in Kill Move Paradise, where our function as spectators to injustice was interrogated by the characters) is white complicity. Martha could free the slaves that George left her (and that he instructed in his will would be freed upon Martha’s death) at any time. All her hemming and hawing and poor-poor-pitiful-me posturing doesn’t cover up one simple fact: she doesn’t want to do it. She enjoys having other people in her power. 

More outrageously, she wants to continue the fiction that they actually love and care about her. Even as her deathbed nightmares (which at times evoke the visit of Ethel Rosenberg to Roy Cohn in Angels in America) convince her that the people she owns are plotting to kill her, she won’t do the obvious thing to fix that problem. As the chorus of slaves tells her near the end, “FREE us. Damn!”

It’s monstrous. It’s America. And Ijames’s play is about laughing bitterly in the face of the comforting myths constructed around the Founding Fathers and Mothers. That might seem like a bit of an easy target, but given how much of a price we’re still paying for coddling those who would rather have white supremacy than democracy . . . well.

The great strength of Ijames’s script is that it’s not merely a jeremiad about the evils of slavery. It’s about how the foundational ideals we claim as a nation have all been tainted by that original sin. Including the notion of “family.” Victor Musoni’s William visits Martha’s dream early on, reminding her that he is both her nephew and her grandson; his mother, Ann Dandridge (Nikki Crawford) is Martha’s half-sister, and his father was Martha’s stepson. Rape was one of the bedrocks of slavery; denial of family bonds came easy for those who profited by it. 

Gold’s Martha is a marvel of fluttery toxicity, playing up her self-imposed victimhood like a bird pretending to have a broken wing. Crawford’s Ann provides the moral center as a woman forced into the role of Martha’s boon companion. The pain of that grotesque relationship comes through clearly in quieter moments amid the madcap satirical narrative. Donovan Session and Carl Clemons-Hopkins as Sucky Boy and Davy, two of Martha’s slaves, deconstruct old minstrel tropes in their comic interactions. (Clemons-Hopkins is familiar to fans of Hacks as Marcus, the assistant to Jean Smart’s demanding comic diva; they also make a hilarious cameo as George, telling Gold’s Martha “That booty is checked and balanced!”) Sydney Charles and Celeste M. Cooper work in similar tandem as Priscilla and Doll, two of Martha’s slaves, and also as Abigail Adams and Betsy Ross (Izumi Inaba’s costumes provide their own running comedic commentary throughout). 

It’s crucial to understand that Ijames (who won the 2022 Pulitzer Prize for his play Fat Ham) has framed this story as a dream/nightmare. But underneath the scattershot historical tidbits, righteous anger, and harsh laughter is a larger question: how much are we collectively responsible for each other and for the dream of the nation we share? And how long will it be till we do the right thing?

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Annie Fish simulates her dream of 90s alt-rock stardom

On Friday, September 16, Chicago singer, songwriter, and cartoonist Annie Fish will drop Weird Like Me, an album so steeped in classic alt-rock you’ll half believe Fish recorded it with Flood in 1993. Weird Like Me is a concept record about Fish’s childhood rock dreams, which she says she abandoned after seeing how the “powers that be” treated Billy Corgan and Courtney Love. She’s presenting it as the reissue of a long-lost album, for which she’s constructed an elaborate mythology, even posting an oral history about her fictional 90s alt-rock fame. Fortunately, you don’t need time travel to hear these songs live: on Saturday, September 17, Fish celebrates the album’s release at Cole’s Bar.

In the fictional 90s, Annie Fish were a band, but in real life, Fish recorded every instrument herself.

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Gossip Wolf knows Nick Butcher and Nadine Nakanishi of multi-media studio Sonnenzimmer mostly for their top-notch concert posters and their clever releases of their own music (Butcher’s 2020 album Saccadic consists of two cassettes—one filled with music, the other with concrete). In 2020, Butcher and Nakanishi began working with local composer Ryan Norris, aka Coupler, on Cat Pose, which they call a “tone poem” or “audio-imaging exploration.” Its graphic score is based on 33 “slices” through an image of Norris’s late cat Jericho, which created loops analogous to audio loops. Through spoken word and drifting electronics, Cat Pose embodies a curious feline climbing and frolicking in an empty apartment. On Saturday, September 17, Butcher, Nakanishi, and Norris perform the piece twice at Sonnenzimmer’s studio (4045 N. Rockwell), at 11 AM and 4 PM. Pianist Mabel Kwan opens both shows. They’re free, but you must RSVP.

Making Cat Pose involved mapping audio loops onto ellipses created by imaginary cross sections of a cat.

Last week, Monobody bassist Steve Marek self-released the self-titled debut album by Holy Western Parallels, which fuses gentle electronics, arty prog, and hip-hop. Holy Western Parallels features contributions from his Monobody bandmates as well as V.V. Lightbody, Udababy members Davis and Joshua Virtue, and more!

Holy Western Parallels is Steve Marek’s project, but it involves a dozen musicians.

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First Lady fantasiaKerry Reidon September 14, 2022 at 3:27 pm

Right before the pandemic shutdown in 2020, TimeLine Theatre presented James Ijames’s sorrowful and powerful Kill Move Paradise, in which a group of Black men murdered by the police gather in a purgatorial afterlife, where a fax machine spits out an ever-growing list of more Black people killed by the state. At the same time that Kill Move Paradise was in production, Steppenwolf was preparing to open Ijames’s The Most Spectacularly Lamentable Trial of Miz Martha Washington, starring Nora Dunn as the first First Lady facing her own hallucinatory hellscape on her deathbed.

The difference, of course, is that Martha Washington deserves the mental damnation she’s caught up in. She owned other human beings, after all. Sure, it’s possible to parse the historical record to find the loopholes that tell us that gosh, she just didn’t have the legal right to manumit the people she inherited from her first husband’s estate. And Queen Elizabeth II couldn’t single-handedly grant independence to countries colonized by the empire, but that doesn’t stop those oppressed in her name from celebrating her demise. (See Black Twitter, Irish Twitter, etc., etc.) The Black people in Martha’s household are ready to party when she goes. But first, they’re determined to hold their “mistress” accountable through a series of visitations and interrogations.

The Most Spectacularly Lamentable Trial of Miz Martha WashingtonThrough 10/9: Tue-Fri 8 PM, Sat 3 and 8 PM, Sun 3 PM; Wed 9/28, 2:30 PM only, Steppenwolf  Theatre, 1650 N. Halsted, 312-335-1650, steppenwolf.org, $20-$96

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Ijames’s play, now finally making its long-postponed Steppenwolf premiere, isn’t about making nice with White Woman Tears. When Cindy Gold’s Martha resorts to that tactic at one point in the show, it feels like watching any of numerous Karens-Caught-on-Camera videos on social media of nasty racist women pleading white innocence. His 90-minute piece draws on pop culture, from game shows to The People’s Court, where Martha tries to plead her case, to tease out the historical record. Director Whitney White’s superb ensemble leans into the anachronistic anarchy and hilarity of these interludes without losing sight of the characters’ underlying rage. 

What’s really on trial here (and this was also a theme in Kill Move Paradise, where our function as spectators to injustice was interrogated by the characters) is white complicity. Martha could free the slaves that George left her (and that he instructed in his will would be freed upon Martha’s death) at any time. All her hemming and hawing and poor-poor-pitiful-me posturing doesn’t cover up one simple fact: she doesn’t want to do it. She enjoys having other people in her power. 

More outrageously, she wants to continue the fiction that they actually love and care about her. Even as her deathbed nightmares (which at times evoke the visit of Ethel Rosenberg to Roy Cohn in Angels in America) convince her that the people she owns are plotting to kill her, she won’t do the obvious thing to fix that problem. As the chorus of slaves tells her near the end, “FREE us. Damn!”

It’s monstrous. It’s America. And Ijames’s play is about laughing bitterly in the face of the comforting myths constructed around the Founding Fathers and Mothers. That might seem like a bit of an easy target, but given how much of a price we’re still paying for coddling those who would rather have white supremacy than democracy . . . well.

The great strength of Ijames’s script is that it’s not merely a jeremiad about the evils of slavery. It’s about how the foundational ideals we claim as a nation have all been tainted by that original sin. Including the notion of “family.” Victor Musoni’s William visits Martha’s dream early on, reminding her that he is both her nephew and her grandson; his mother, Ann Dandridge (Nikki Crawford) is Martha’s half-sister, and his father was Martha’s stepson. Rape was one of the bedrocks of slavery; denial of family bonds came easy for those who profited by it. 

Gold’s Martha is a marvel of fluttery toxicity, playing up her self-imposed victimhood like a bird pretending to have a broken wing. Crawford’s Ann provides the moral center as a woman forced into the role of Martha’s boon companion. The pain of that grotesque relationship comes through clearly in quieter moments amid the madcap satirical narrative. Donovan Session and Carl Clemons-Hopkins as Sucky Boy and Davy, two of Martha’s slaves, deconstruct old minstrel tropes in their comic interactions. (Clemons-Hopkins is familiar to fans of Hacks as Marcus, the assistant to Jean Smart’s demanding comic diva; they also make a hilarious cameo as George, telling Gold’s Martha “That booty is checked and balanced!”) Sydney Charles and Celeste M. Cooper work in similar tandem as Priscilla and Doll, two of Martha’s slaves, and also as Abigail Adams and Betsy Ross (Izumi Inaba’s costumes provide their own running comedic commentary throughout). 

It’s crucial to understand that Ijames (who won the 2022 Pulitzer Prize for his play Fat Ham) has framed this story as a dream/nightmare. But underneath the scattershot historical tidbits, righteous anger, and harsh laughter is a larger question: how much are we collectively responsible for each other and for the dream of the nation we share? And how long will it be till we do the right thing?

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