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The Performant: Surrender to Dorothy

San Francisco’s invasion of Canada has begunOn my first day in Alberta, Canada I am greeted by gracious Edmontonians bearing platters of smoked meats,...

The Performant: The Stiltwalkers Union

In an iconic sequence from Winsor McCay’s eccentrically beautiful Little Nemo in Slumberland, Nemo’s bed sprouts elongated legs and strolls through the city as...

The Performant: Brave Old World

Tweaking tradition with Minor Empire and ThingamajigsThere are as many roads down the path of “world music” as there are countries represented within that...

The Performant: Roll Out the Barrel

At Nerd Nite, beer + nerds = funOne of beer’s most intriguing qualities is that it’s an incredibly easy elixir to get nerdy about....

The Performant: Parts is Parts

FoolsFURY’s Factory Parts Builds a Future for Ensemble WorksEver ambitious, the process-oriented foolsFURY theater ensemble has added yet another performance series to its production...

The Performant: The Real Patriot Act

Celebrating Freedom of Expression with Tourettes Without RegretsI’m as susceptible as the next ‘Murican to the social imperative of observing certain time-honored holiday traditions,...

The Performant: People are Strange

Ape faces and hocus-pocusesShe was a medical marvel in an age where such marvels were not entirely uncommon. Forced into sideshows or the superficially...

The Performant: A Declaration of Independence

Taking the road less traveled with the Independent EyeIn a cozy living room in Cole Valley, a small but attentive oddience gathers to watch...

The Performant 150: We are the 99% (gay)

Celebrating Pride Month in the the-ah-tahWe’re already halfway through Pride Month, but there’s no end in sight for the mad whirl of activities you...

The Performant: (Somewhat) lost in translation

"Infinite Closeness" was a little ways offReminiscent of Mission parlor-art space The Red Poppy Art House, Subterranean Arthouse in Berkeley, upon entrance, is a...

The Performant: Sympathetic resonance

An evening of good vibrations at the DecameronWhile there’s plenty of art created around post-apocalyptic themes, what frequently characterizes it is a sense of...

The Performant: Cracks in the pavement

Gentrification-proof poetryAlthough the ongoing eviction saga (and upcomng relocation!) of Adobe Books, “the living room” of the Mission, from its 16th Street digs dredges...

The action of bodies in heat

Passion meets intellect in Tom Stoppard's past-and-present tale 'Arcadia'

The Performant: Dare to DIVA

A yearly performance fest supports XX creativesSpring is in the air, and so is DIVAfest, the EXIT Theatre’s annual celebration of female artists and...

Joyful noise

'Tales of the San Francisco Cacophony Society' takes readers to the brink

The Performant: Forever young

Rocky Horror turns 40, still crazy after all these years.Who doesn’t have fond memories of their first Rocky Horror Picture Show experience? Ok, mine...

The Performant: The dame, the dick, and the dismembered torso

Extreme adventures in storytelling In noir, it’s the clichés that play best: the hardboiled Private Eyes with sharp reflexes and the hardhearted women with secrets...

The Performant: The real weekend warriors

Holding down the weekend of the weekend with the Dark Room Theatre's "Ghostbusters: Live" and Har Mar SuperstarAmong the true creatures of the night,...

The Performant: More than words

Sheetal Gandhi and Ragged Wing Ensemble stretch their formsIf an image is worth a thousand words, how much dialogue does the art of dance...

The comeback klown: John Leguizamo’s ‘Ghetto Klown’ returns

It's been three years since hyperkinetic funnyman John Leguizamo last played the Bay Area, when he workshopped his newest solo show, then called Klass...

The Performant: Burning down the haus

The Arsonists at Aurora Theatre crackles and sears If there was ever a time to revive a play best known for its condemnation of the...

Save the San Francisco Mime Troupe’s summer season!

All the world may be a stage, but as San Francisco Mime Troupe fans are finding out, it’s not a free one.Even as we...

The Performant: Band(s) of a thousand faces

Borts Minorts/Fuxedos/Polkacide fux shit up at Bottom of the HillIt had been awhile since I’d stood in slightly gape-mouthed awe before the glorious mania...

The Performant: The sacred and the profane

Putting the "good" back into Good Friday at “Sing-Along Jesus Christ Superstar” and Zombie Christ Haunted HouseThey might seem merely irreverent, or downright blasphemous,...