When I walked into Paul Green Theatre to watch Detroit ‘67 and took my seat on stage right, my first thought was this story is going to be entirely depressing. The scene was a dingy living space of a family in the 1960’s with a cold concrete floor that served as a modest barrier between the stage and audience along with a dimly lit single room containing a couch and a record player in the front of the stage. I could almost feel the chilly aura being emitted from the concrete floor and poorly-painted, solid grey steps leading up to the stage exit. In the back of the setting was a combined kitchen, wash, and bar area. All these signs of destitution were nothing special except for one piece of the scenery that did not fit the rest. The Christmas lights that served as decor for the backstage bar area stood out to me and I figured the time took place around Christmastime. Even still, the lights could not eradicate the dreary feeling looming overhead in the dark theatre. Then, I heard the music and everything changed.
Suddenly, Marvin Gaye’s voice broke through my deep, somber thoughts and gave me a glimmer of hope. There was no doubt that I was hearing “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough,” and I knew at that point that the play would have have a resilient message. The setlists of this play would include many more 60’s top artist, such as The Temptations, Four Tops, and Earth,Wind, & Fire. This was a great way to tell the story before the main presentation of the story took place. I
The set used for Vernon God Little was highly symbolic and simplistic; when we walked into the theatre we could visually see that there were flowers, cards and memorable items attached on the audiences seats above our heads, which already created a sombre atmosphere around the theatre.
At 12:30 PM, on October 18, 2016 I attended a Brown Bag Event that took place at the Jackson-Graeter Backstage Theatre of the Mary Alice Marshall Performing Arts Center. The event was a recital by singer / songwriter Ms. Amy Engelhardt, performing original works from her 2008 album, Not Going to be Pretty. She played the piano as she sang; and two Temple College staff members (Tarik Hassan on double bass and Norm Bergeron on the drums) also accompanied her.
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time I’se been a-climbin’ on, And reachin’ landin’s, And turnin’ corners, And sometimes goin’ in the dark. Where there ain’t been no light. So boy, don’t you turn back. Don’t you set down on the steps ’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard. Don’t you fall now— For I’se still goin’, honey, I’se still climbin’, And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
Newsies, a classic musical based on the late 1800’s is a very entertaining and family friendly musical-- except for the few profane words. On a cloudy, partially rainy saturday morning, I laid out on the couch and watched the movie from the comfort of my own home. I was hesitant to watch this movie because I am not much of a musical person. About midway through I found myself at the edge of my seat hypnotized by the movie. As the movie drew to an end, I was completely sucked in and waited for something more. The movie I so dreadfully did not want to watch became something I did not want to end. In this movie the director and composer correlated their scenes and music perfectly together to touch the thoughts and emotions of the audience watching.
I was working late, which is usual since I work at an outdoor theater. The show had just ended and the crew was changing the set over for the show being performed the next day. I was asked to run up to one of the storage containers and find some props from the previous year for another theater asking to borrow it. The lights only reach the larger, main room. I searched that area first. I went around the row of cars and 4 wheelers, but the box wasn’t there. The other side of the room had all of the Christmas decorations and a horse carriage, but I was unable to find the box I was looking for there either. The only place left to look was a small area in the back sectioned off by a boards nailed up into a makeshift room. A little light spilled through the door, but racks of costumes at the entrance absorbed all of the light. After fighting my way through the dusty clothes, I found myself in dark too thick to make out the boxes in front of me. The Wnad-Lighting Charm was perfect for my situation. I moved my wand in a single loop while saying “Lumos.” A soft yellow light was emanating from the wand. It wasn’t very bright, but it was sufficient enough to read the labels on the boxes by. After a few minutes, I found the box I was looking for. I pulled out my leatherman and used the blade to cut the tape on the top of the box. On the top was the prop I was looking for. I pulled out the “magic” flowers and the remote that caused the blooms to open then made my way back to
Today I was given a set of poems to read and choose one to analyze. I decided I would use Big Rock Candy Mountain as my poem of choice. I recognize this poem as a song written by Harry McClintock in 1928. The song is one of the few that can still make sense in today’s culture and society and in my opinion is the mark of a truly great writer.
Let’s just say that the weatherman may have been a little off on his forecast. It was most definitely not chilly, clear, and 55 degrees fahrenheit. There was at least a foot of heavy and wet snow covering the roads and to make matters worse, it was the night of the big show! It was the night of our school play that had been completely sold out, and now it was going to be nearly impossible for the cast, and audience to even see our hard work we put into “The Nifty Fifties.” Especially when matters were about to get even more out of hand. But as every good performer would say, “The show must go on!”
Langston Hughes was an African American poet, social activist, novelist, and playwright. His works are still studies, read, and, in terms of his poems and plays, performed. He is best known for being a leader of the Harlem Renaissance. Within his works, he depicted black America in manners that told the truth about the culture, music, and language of his people. Besides his many notable poems, plays, and novels, Hughes also wrote essays such as The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain which Hughes gives insight into the minds of middle-class and upper-class Negroes. Prior to reading this essay, I never heard of, nor did I know, Langston Hughes composed essays, much less an essay that outwardly depicts aspects of life that most are accustomed to and see nothing wrong with. The Negro and the Racial Mountain formulated this view that Langston Hughes was more than a poet who wrote about jazz music as he is depicted within grade school textbooks, but instead, a man who had a great passion for the African American race to develop a love for themselves and for non-African American audiences to begin to understand how the African American race can be strong and creative despite struggles that may be occur. There is a possibility that this essay, The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain, is not more commonly known because it has the ability to make the reader uncomfortable, no matter if he is an African American or white. For the African American, one can find himself reflecting back
The three appeals of logos, ethos and pathos are used to varying degrees in the songs to present a message of hope to the African American community in light of racial discrimination, specifically segregation. In presenting his message, Cooke takes the audience through his life in an anecdotal form. This topic of invention displays how the song is structured in a logical order, from the description of his humble beginnings “I was born by the river in a little tent” to the final message “a change gonna come, oh yes it will”. The logic of his song is structured through five verses, where all verses except the fourth verse concludes in the same way.
Songs like “Ain’t no mountain high enough”, “My Girl”, and “ABC” have shaped American history in ways that people don’t even realize. We wouldn’t be listing to artist like Beyoncé, Drake, and John Legend if these former artists didn’t write and/or perform these songs. They have allowed African American music to blossom to what it is known for today. If these artists did not continue to write and produce music, they would have never gotten anywhere and we wouldn’t have the African American artist we love today. This paper will now go into more specific African American singer, songwriters, and composers.
Ben Cauley raised his trumpet to his lips to play like he did so many times before at the corner of College and East McLemore in South Memphis. Only this time, Cauley wasn’t inside of the Stax Records building, the place where he recorded on dozens of hits by Otis Redding, the Bar-Kays, and Carla Thomas. He was outside the building about to perform on the street. For this occasion he wasn’t adding funky horn lines to a soul classic, but was instead about to play one of his saddest songs, solo, and Cauley knew sadness. On December 8, 1967, he survived a plane crash that killed Otis Redding, his bandmates in the Bar-Kays, and the pilot. He was the sole survivor. But on this December morning, Cauley played “Taps,” a simple song that signifies the end; the end of the day or the end of a life. For on this day, a valiant effort to stop the South Side Church of God in Christ from tearing down the Stax Records and Studio, a few inches from where Cauley was about to perform, came to an end. It also marked the end of the building that once housed one of the largest and most successful independent labels in history, but the building represented so much more. Without consciously knowing it,
The second half of the first stanza introduces an extended metaphor describing the motivating factor of human nature, saying, “To conquer every mountain shown” (Keenan). While the word “conquer,” conjures up images of imperialistic warfare, within the context of this song the word has a broader meaning and may be more clearly understood as the “will to power and the will to meaning.” That is, the driving forces of human nature are achievement, which is motivated by personal ambition to reach the highest possible position we may accomplish, and the drive to understand the meaning of our lives. The word mountain represents every type of obstacle that might get in the way of that goal, while the word “I” directly refers to the singer and metaphorically refers to humanity as a collective of individuals motivated by personal self-interest. Taken together with the first half of this stanza, we see the idea that the defining characteristic of human nature is to overcome, or conquer, every obstacle that obstructs the will to power or prevents us from discovering truth. The singer then introduces the controlling metaphor (or main theme) of the song, which is transcendence saying, “But I’ve
From the Ancient Greeks, to the Romans, and all the way to present day New York City, theatre is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. The art of expression through live performance is something that will never go out of style. The history of Broadway is a rollercoaster with flourishing highs and devastating lows, but they both have significantly contributed to shaping the industry into the prosperous business that it is today.
One of his famous works “Go tell it on the mountain” written in a autobiography tale, and is about his life growing up in Harlem, racism, religion, and traditions he was taught.”There was no sin among them, one sunday
Marvin Gaye’s first hit “What’s Going On?” makes use of symbolism in his general topic covering the agonizing conditions of the everlasting matter