I have a healthy sense of humor. I find much to laugh about in life. The funny angle of any moment is always bubbling into my giggle zone…even at funerals or other sober events. In those moments, I’ve taught myself to suppress my natural urge to make a joke. The selective censorship has come after years of self discovery. I’ve finally realized sometimes the only one I’m cracking up is me.
Piven Theatre Workshop presents the world premiere of Cities of Light. A lecture on Jewish musical history is interrupted. The intrusion is made by a diva from another time. Through theatrical fantasy, the singer transports the lecture hall back to the 1920’s and 30’s. It’s a city to city cabaret exploration in Berlin, Warsaw, Paris and Tel Aviv. The multi-lingual retrospective is a celebration of the Jewish culture. The premise has evening-of-enchantment potential. Unfortunately, Cities of Light is more vaudevillian than cabaret. Read the rest of my review at Chicago Theater Beat.