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Noah Bremer (co-Artistic Director of Live Action Set) is an actor, director, off-beat choreographer, and clown. He has worked with the Children's Theater Co., The Red Eye, Theater de la Jeune Lune, the Soap Factory, Illusion Theater, Southern Theater, Pillsbury House Theater’s Breaking Ice program, and Works/Plays among others. He was a recipient of a Minnesota State Arts Board 2005 Artist Initiative Grant, Citypages 2005 Artist of the Year, and recognized by the Star Tribune for co-creating 'Please Don't Blow Up Mr. Boban, hailed as the "Best Experimental Work of 2005."

A bookshelf full of notepads . . .

I took notes again. I rarely take notes during a performance, but I kind of liked it. My muscle memory tells me if I have a note pad and pen in hand and there is a performance in front of me, I need to be taking notes on moments that worked, or didn’t make sense. […]

I took notes again. I rarely take notes during a performance, but I kind of liked it. My muscle memory tells me if I have a note pad and pen in hand and there is a performance in front of me, I need to be taking notes on moments that worked, or didn’t make sense. Y’know, so I could share those things with the creative team and they could take them or leave them. Of course, that’s usually in the process of making work, and when I find myself with that notepad and pen during a performance I have a hard time differing from my programming. It also puts me in a place of criticism, rather than able to be entertained.

Last week I took notes too and my blog kind of read like a critical feedback session. I didn’t really like that so much. I mean, it just felt weird to be critical at that point in the process. Who knows if criticism is proper, or what the best format should be, it’s a big topic, and I’m not ready to go there. Anyway, as I took notes this time something happened mid way thru Cathy Wrights piece, my notes started to change. They started to become more like a chronicle of ideas that the images in front of me reminded me of, and then I went on little mental voyages about a different idea. For instance the opening images reminded me of a Brothers Grimm meets Disney movie on LSD meets Modern dance that Harry Potter might stumble into on Diagon Alley. Dark, foreboding, moody, stylized. And that took me on a little journey about what modern dance would look like at Hogwarts, or how Rapunzel might behave on a bad hair day. It was actually really nice to have that space to free associate from the ideas, images, and sounds in front of me and not worry about being present for the artist. It was super selfish, and I have to admit, I think everyone should try it at some point.

There were things that I thought worked really well. The technique of the performers was outstanding, their commitment to the choreography, interesting movement, and definite intention behind the eyes of the performers kept the piece engaging.

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Momentum ‘07 – 1st Weekend.

I’ve never written a blog post before. I usually talk about a show after I see it, but the most I’ve ever done in writing has been to send a congratulatory email to the cast or director. So this is a little weird for me. Tonight I saw Justin Jones and Maggie Bergeron’s work at […]

I’ve never written a blog post before. I usually talk about a show after I see it, but the most I’ve ever done in writing has been to send a congratulatory email to the cast or director. So this is a little weird for me. Tonight I saw Justin Jones and Maggie Bergeron’s work at the Southern. Let me start by saying that I’m blessed to live in a city with so much talent. The choreographers, dancers, musicians, and technicians are freakishly talented, and the support of the Walker, Southern, and Jerome Foundation is invaluable.

Okay, I’ll start at the beginning. That seems appropriate. The first thing I noticed was that Jeff Bartlett was nervous giving his curtain speech. I wondered why. I have seen him give similar speeches numerous times before, so what’s with the nerves. Oh, there’s Elliot Durko Lynch walking across the stage during his speech. My eyes are following him, veering off of Jeff, then back to the speech. Oh, then there are more dancers interrupting Jeff’s speech by entering in the light while he’s talking. This wonderfully distracting. And as soon as my eyes go back to Jeff, at the exact moment he is just about to wrap up his speech, chaos erupts on stage in a bang. Extremely loud music and voracious movement interrupt Jeff’s speech. No wonder he was nervous. (more…)