OK. I’ll make this short and sweet and to the point. You’ve got three days left to run to the Eagle to see the TOSOS revival of Doric Wilson’s timeless classic, STREET THEATER. Do it now. Don’t delay.
I saw the play in the same venue when they mounted it twelve years ago, just shortly after my move to NYC as I was getting acquainted with the TOSOS family and with Doric himself. Like Edward Albee, Doric Wilson was a handsome young man who was far sharper and wittier than one would assume based on his appearance. And all that pent up wit and vitriol finds its most natural outlet in STREET THEATER, Doric’s tribute to Stonewall.
I’ve said it before but it certainly bears repeating. Mark Finley is one of the finest theatre directors working in New York. And under his direction, Doric’s play mostly flies from start to finish. Most of the performances are stellar and it’s such a pleasure to see an ensemble so in tune with one another and in tune with their text.
Perhaps because Doric is no longer walking among us, or perhaps due to my own age, I’m not sure but… during last night’s performance, I really felt Doric’s presence in the room in a way I hadn’t when I saw the play with him actually living and breathing in a seat not far from my own.
That’s one of the wonderful and strange things about seeing this play about the birth of a movement performed in a dingy gay bar in the actual city in which these events took place. One can’t help but feel the ghosts of history watching, laughing and nodding in knowing approval.
If you’ve got a free night between now and Saturday, please do yourself a favor and see this unconventional and wonderful show. This is TOSOS at its best – making work that connects directly to its origins at the dawn of the gay liberation movement.
[for more on Doric, here's my blog post written shortly after his death, Doric Wilson: Perpetual Outsider.]