Friday, November 6, 2009

Sacramento’s New Helvetia Theatre Company does it…again!


Connor Mickiewicz’s New Helvetia Theatre Company is winning over the Sacramento theatre audience one fantastic production at a time. His last endeavor was taking on the cult class Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and boy did he do it with style and confidence. Local favorites The New Humans tackled the rock soundtrack and gave an electric shock to the production. Mickiewicz knows how to pick them. It’s as if he has been saving up his ideas, plotting his career this whole time and when he finally graduated from NYU with his degree in theatre, he unloaded on Sacramento. It’s his hometown after all, and he has enlisted the help of everyone he knows in town that can swing a hammer, paint a picture, play an instrument, sing a song or sell a ticket. He’s resourceful and it shows. This pooled energy sets his productions apart, offering audiences not just his creative talents, but the likes of just about every creative body he knows in town. He’s done it again with his latest production of Tick, Tick…Boom!

Tick, Tick…BOOM!, written by the late (and great) Jonathan Larson who wrote the critically acclaimed musical Rent, might be the piece of musical theatre that can bring out the non-theatre types. This 90 minute rock musical follows Jon, an artist struggling to write the next great American, er, rock musical. Tick,Tick…BOOM! was originally written as a monologue that Larsen’s father later described as an autobiographical piece and was performed as a one man show. It was later turned into a three actor show which is the version that Mickiewicz decided to work from. It’s minimal and contained inside the Artisan’s black box theatre, but the sound and the acting is gigantic.

A live band led by pianist and cabaret host Graham Sobelman kicks serious ass during the entire length of the show. There were moments where I was lost in the songs, forgetting I was watching actors on a stage but rather imagining that this was a marvelous hidden jewel of a band that was stopping through town on tour. Mickiewicz has found the key to Sacramento’s heart by incorporating live music into the shows. And not just any band, but musicians who understand rock music and can take the concept of the rock musical and make the most of it. Plus, it helps that all three actors have the singing chops to hang with any live band.

Nanci Zoppi’s voice is electric, course and lathered with style. She eases her way through a handful of songs that range from ballads to full on rock and roll tunes-changing stylistically with ease. Zoppi, who plays the role of Jon’s girlfriend as well all the other female characters in the musical, is brilliant. Her portrayal of Jon’s cigarette smoking, shall-wearing agent is so funny to watch as Zoppi stretches and frowns her mouth around her character’s all-but-encouraging words of encouragement to the struggling Jon.

Jon is well played by Tristan Rumery whose f-bomb dropping, pot smoking, Twinkie eating character wants nothing more than to make it. His growing frustration with mediocre success is taking its toll on other things in his life too. He is quickly deconstructing his relationship with his antsy girlfriend who longs for a different life that is far away from New York and includes a dishwasher; something their hole in the wall apartment is lacking. He seeks solace in his best friend Michael played perfectly by Mickiewicz himself. But while seeking a shoulder to cry on, he is at the same time jealous of Michael’s wealthier lifestyle and bitter towards his choice of careers; opting for a 401 K over being a struggling artist like Jon.

Mickiewicz has created a very simple set for his production. Black walls with white tally marks written in chalk, a visual representation of Jon’s ‘ticks’ that throughout the show keep getting louder and louder as he gets closer and closer to the inevitable 30. Tick, Tick…Boom! is well done and spoke to me personally. I too am chasing the dream while steadily (but gracefully) approaching thirty. Hopefully it all pans out like it does for Jon. Until then, go see a musical; this one in fact.


Tick, Tick...Boom! runs through November 14th at the Artisan, 1901 Del Paso Blvd in Sacramento, CA.


Here is a trailer.


Have fun.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

The very last game...

Tuesday nights have been transformed for me. No longer a mundane brother of Monday, Tuesday has come to mean one thing for me; softball. From the age of seven to the prepubescent age of twelve, I played America's wonderful past time. I ate, breathed, slept, spoke, played and cherished everything and anything baseball. My room was full-no, wait. My room was cluttered with baseball memorabilia. I had autographs from greats like Ted Williams and hard cased rookie cards like the coveted, yet widely owned Ken Griffey Jr. from the 1989 Upper Deck set. Mini helmets from the grocery store, collectible pins from Oakland A's and San Francisco Giants games, figurines, pogs even! I collected it all. I was obsessed. Funny tbough, I was terrible baseball player. My best at bat was an inside the park home run that I had very early on in my "career" and the only reason that happened was because I ran like hell and the other team fumbled the ball who knows how many times. My other attempts to get on base were mainly satisfied by walks that were the result of me not wanting to strike out. I was good at striking out. I had thick round glasses and skinny noodle arms that I had to choke way up on the bat just so I could hold it steady. When I was pitched the ball, I'd swing with all my might and close my eyes, hoping that I would connect. Heck, if I ever hit the ball it was a surprise to me. My greatest memories of those little league days were putting on my uniform which I did with great pride or eating sunflower seeds in the dugout with my teammates who barely liked me.

None of that matters now though. What matters is the nostalgia. Baseball for the general public is about love of team and passion for the past time. I had forgotten that for so long because baseball only reminded me of being that kid who struck out. I had forgotten about the kid who simply just loved the game.

Playing softball on Tuesday nights on a beat up field with a bunch of guys I hardly know is the most fun I used to have but had forgotten all about.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Times are a changing.

Fall is upon us once again and so I cannot help but return to my now very, very dusty blog. But like any sentimental treasure that you keep hidden away from time to time, it's always a small pleasure to unearth it for a trip down memory lane when the time is right.

My coats and scarves, sweaters and beanies have all returned to the forefront of my wardrobe and I can't be more pleased to say so. I despise Summer now that I am no the beach baby that I was once. Our family owned a beach house right on the cliffs on Laguna Beach and my cousins and I would chase lizards on the terra cotta patio, eat sandy sandwiches and enjoy hot outdoor showers at dusk that were so well deserved after hours of beach play and tide pool exploration.

Summer for me now is sickening heat in Sacramento where I find myself cooped up in an air condition-less gymnasium that I call my work place. I sweat all the time and my car eats gas with the AC on. Classic. Forget about rolling down windows unless you like the feeling of hot breath on your face.

Needless to say, I love Fall and Winter now more than ever and the mood that the weather puts me in is essential to my creative energy. Plus, I sleep like rock when it's raining outside and lots of rest means lots of energy to be creative. Beautiful.

Some of my favorite things during the Fall season are most likely some of your favorite things too. The leaves on the trees, cider, Oktoberfest, Apple Hill, pumpkin patches; the list goes on. Tonight, a moderately chilly evening, I indulged in some homemade chili and cornbread that my friend Bob made. We washed it down with some Henry Weinhardts and then capped off dinner with a glass of Ravenswood Merlot. That's why it's so easy to pack on the pounds during the holidays; it's warm inside and the eating is good.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

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Wednesday, October 7, 2009

TAIS MUSIC CREW, PROMO #3

This is what dreams are made of. I love what I do, honestly.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Life Through the Eyes of a Camera Phone

I saw these paper mache birds in Sunset magazine last month that I really liked. This guy was making them out of recycled cement bags and selling them for $40 online. It was one of those moments where I said to myself, "I can do that." So,I did. Here is the rough...

And here is the painted version. I think I'm going to finish it in baby blue. Anyone want one these beauties? Just let me know, I'll do it for $20!

Here is where I've been spending a lot of my time. This is our practice spot-packed full of gear and sweaty dudes like my main man Juice the Hype.

I pulled up to stoplight and found the true definition of 'junk in the trunk.'

Nothing clever to say here. Jenga is super fun.

Monday, September 21, 2009

TAIS MUSIC CREW: LIVE AND DIRECT!!!

Ok, so check it everybody. This is the TAIS Music Crew, TMC if you will. Yours truly on drums, TAIS on the lyrics, Juice on the Hype and Jason Whitesel guest Sax. Safe sax of course. This footage is of a song called "Too Complex" that there is a recorded version of that's about to be dropped at WWW.TAISMUSIC.COM, so keep your ears peeled for that sh*t. This version is a live rendition that we spiced up with a little funk beat and tempo change. The crowd eats this one up! Have you been in the crowd??? Then you already know!!! So check it, play it, watch it again, send it to a friend, post it on a blog, myspace, facebook, twitter, smoke signal, telegraph WHATEVER! Spread the love. Visit us online and drop us a message...or two.

TAIS + Adam Saake live from FFT on Vimeo.