Tag: Brick Playhouse

  • The rise of E3T

    The Tuesday-night readings at Plays and Players have an official name: “E3T” which stands for “Every Third Tuesday,” which, cleverly enough is when the readings occur.  I like it.  It’s short, it’s descriptive, and I finally have something cool to type.  I’m attaching a photo from the reading three weeks ago, featuring the talented playwright…

  • The latest by John O’Hara

    And by “John O’Hara,” I do not mean the drunkard from Pottsville who wrote about his fellow Pottsvillian drunkards in books like Appointment in Samarra, Pal Joey, and Butterfield 8, the last one of which involved Elizabeth Taylor playing a drunk Pottsvillian.  I didn’t see it, but it’s a John O’Hara novel, so I know she wasn’t…

  • New reading series at Plays & Players

    The title pretty much says it all.  Bill McKinlay has started a new reading series that steals its tone from the old, Tuesday-night reading series that the Brick Playhouse used to do, and I was honored to be the inaugural playwright. Last Tuesday, five talented actors convened upon the top floor of the Plays & Players…

  • Oscars Frivolity

    The Oscars were last night, and Aurora and I celebrated in our typical fashion of chilling a bottle of sake, ordering a bungus-load of takeout sushi, and kicking back on the couch for a five-hour movie-loving love fest.  This year, we were joined by our friend, Tony Sortino, Philly’s go-to guy on all beer-related knowledge,…

  • The people I drink with in November

    Some family matters have kept me from writing, blogging, and doing the sorts of things that I write and blog about, so to compensate, I drank with some theater people last week.  Which was appropriate. It started on Thursday night, when I hoisted a few pints with David O’Connor, local director, proponent of the arts, and…

  • In the shadow of the Brick Playhouse

    The Brick Playhouse is the stuff of legend.  It was this 60-seat theater above a restaurant on South Street, between Sixth and Seventh, roughly across from where Tower Records used to be.  The building had mice, the heat worked intermittently, and the sink in the one-toilet bathroom would overflow if you left the faucet on…