A short-skirted maid, played by Frank Leone, welcomes me into

Theatre Philadelphia and thINKingDANCE continue our partnership, begun in 2018, bringing coverage and

Steve Pacek’s I Hear A Distant Song opens with historical artwork of

The virtually unpronounceable title of Asya Zlatina’s Fringe Festival offering, #Quarantineksvkhvkhkdvhai,

The enthusiastic Christine Cox, BalletX co-founder, greeted a full house

I’ve noticed an increase in theatergoers spending more time fixated

At The   Murder & Booze Cabaret, I traveled back to the time

BASEMENT has an alarmingly different tone than Gunnar Montana’s last show, KINK HAÜS,

Performer Kailey McCrudden lay face down on the floor, in

Fringe artists are literally thinking outside the box, forcing audiences

Brian Sanders’ JUNK did it again. In Plunge he brought eroticism, athleticism,

As a writer and artist, I constantly ask myself to

Burlesque-N-Beyond was celebrating its tenth anniversary in the FringeArts festival

One thing is clear at Gunnar Montana’s KINK HAÜS: nobody gives

Beginning in 2013 as the All AmeROCKin Girls, the dancers

Shakespeare’s words, like a foreign language, often intimidate readers, especially

As a young adult zooming into full-blown adulthood, I’m beginning

Humans are driven by repetition, satisfied by routine, fulfilled by

The Lady Hoofers Holiday Concert 2016 sold out in only

Connecting Through Movement, presented by Project Moshen, provided a quality,

Pennsylvania Ballet’s new artistic director Angel Corella has unapologetically placed

This Fringe season has harvested a lot of nudity, from

Barry: Mamaloshen in Dance! opened with two dancers in long skirts

Inhale. Rock, release. In Her: The Female Experience from Birth to

Snowflakes on the ceiling, lights ablaze red and green: scandal

Step, drag, arch, clap, extend, bend, point, curve. The dancers

Combat, cooperation, glares, spitting, slapping, sarcasm. Despair, distress, giggling, boredom,

Careful Injuries commenced in an aluminum foil covered room reeking of

Agno Grill, furnished with casual wooden tables and benches and

On her website Caitlin Weigel introduces herself as a quirky, hard-working comedian

When my gnocchi, derived from an old family recipe, arrived

A group of men, draped in burnt-orange garb, slowly tapped

Graceful. Elegant. Light. These are the qualities expected of dancers

Slip, slide, slap, and thwack. These were the resounding noises

For a moment I thought I was in my grandmother’s

No rehearsals. No director. No set. A different actor reads