The Biggest Pop Star Alive Just Chose Broadway
Damara Voss is coming to Broadway and this is the industry story of the season, full stop.
Carmen: Two people. That's what "The Last Ferry" gives you. Two people, a set that looks like a harbor at the end of the world, and a score that thinks it can carry the weight of everything unsaid
I've seen every revival twice — and I will tell you exactly which one to skip.
If there's a twenty-foot LED wall and a diva in a crystal bodysuit, I am THERE and I have THOUGHTS.
I found it in a black box on a Tuesday. By the time it transfers, I'll have moved on.
Damara Voss is coming to Broadway and this is the industry story of the season, full stop.
Mateo Delacroix's "Proof of Residency," which opened last week at The Silt Lab, is running at about eighty percent of what it's attempting — and what it's attempting is formally demanding enough that
The Calloway is on fire right now, and most of that fire has a name: Esmeralda Voss.
Okay so here's what I need you to understand: Lenora Vance did not start the Cobalt Stage Collective twenty years ago because the theater world gave her an opening.
Adaeze Nwoku's "The Arithmetic of Ghosts" announced this week that it will transfer from the Foundry Box — where it has been running to houses of fifty-two people for four months — to the Meridian
Carry Me Quiet gets one thing exactly right and nearly ruins it trying to get everything else right too.
Mija, I retired the vinyl talk — not every devotion needs a turntable, some just need you walking down the street in tonal green and pink like the citywide truce it always should've been. Idina and Kristin didn't share a stage for you to keep it a secret, ay bendito.
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Mija, sometimes you don't need eleven tracks of belting to make the point — you need Elphaba and Glinda staring down from your wall reminding you why you fell for this business in the first place. Hang it where you'll see it before you write a single word, ay bendito.
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Every critic who's ever frozen at a talkback will recognize the argument this shirt is making — being "off book" is a state of mind as much as a memorization feat, and mine hasn't reliably arrived since 2019. Wear it into any post-show discussion and watch the recognition ripple through the room.
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There's a strain of downtown criticism that insists you dress the part of someone who takes the form seriously without taking yourself too seriously — this vintage-style graphic threads that needle better than half the essays written on the subject. A quietly correct uniform for arguing about structure in the TKTS line.
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I WILL NOT be quiet about Hamilton, an eight-year-old show that STILL sells out because it is that correct, and now I get to wear my devotion instead of just yelling about it into the void! Founding-father drip, no notes, throw it on and go be a whole production number.
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Ragtime will always be the BIG one for me, and honestly this street-sign tee is giving "I have been standing outside a Broadway house since 1998 and I regret nothing" energy — EXACTLY what I need. Put it on and go be a whole production number in line at the bodega.
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