A Night with Janis Joplin features a healthy selection of Joplin hits—especially those with Big Brother and the Holding Company - as well as songs by such irreplaceable artists as Bessie Smith, Odetta, The Chantels, Nina Simone, and the late Aretha Franklin - the latter icons all interpreted by four additional vocalists in the show, along with a live band and horn section to help recreate a repertoire of blues gems.
Although she enjoys singing fan favorites like “Piece of My Heart” or “Cry Baby,” Davies said in the interview that she finds her best challenge with Joplin's version of “Maybe,” which she sings in the second act, and with “Ball and Chain.”
Born eight years after Joplin died of a heroin overdose in Los Angeles, Davies has been interpreting Joplin since she was in her teens. Like Joplin, whose Port Arthur, Texas vernacular Davies has mastered - she studied hours of archival footage of Joplin's interviews - she began with listening to and singing Joplin's songs and vocal stylings with her mother in her native Cleveland Ohio. Later, she would do more research and read the collection of Janis Joplin's letters and other correspondence that say so much more about Janis Joplin than any journalist ever has. (Did you know she was a painter?)
The award-winning actress has studied improv at The Second City (in Cleveland at the time) and is a member of the Something Dada Improv Group in Cleveland as well. In 2005, she toured with the production of Love, Janis, and has toured in Europe with Janis Joplin's original band, “Big Brother and the Holding Company.”
Davies has since received a Tony Award nomination for Best Lead Actress in a Musical for her performance as Joplin in A Night with Janis Joplin at the Lyceum Theatre on Broadway in 2014, as well as winning the Theater World Awards and Theater World Awards for that year. Davis' band, The Mary Bridget Davies Group, released their album “Wanna Feel Somethin” in 2012, where she is currently working on writing songs for their next album.
A Night with Janis Joplin opens Friday, September 21, 2018, and runs through October 7, 2018, at The La Mirada Theatre for the Performing Arts. Visit their website for showtimes and tickets.
Let's face it, we all want to be heroes. From an early age, we daydream about performing heroically under pressure - saving the drowning man, pulling the woman to safety before she's engulfed by fire, catching the child who falls out a window - and then being celebrated by society for what we have done. And in truth, many of us are upstanding people who would put ourselves on the line - not just for friends and family, but also for strangers in trouble. But what would we do - what would YOU do - if you had to live with constant danger, with constant threat of incarceration or death? Would you be able to rise to the challenge - or would you look for some place to hide?
Six shows I've seen recently here confront these questions in dramatically interesting ways.
This play tells the story of Christopher, an autistic adolescent in a London suburb, who happens upon his neighbor's dead dog - an event that begins Christopher on a journey of many perils, in which he discovers that his life has been shrouded in lies. Directed by Marianne Elliott, it is one of the few truly "immersive" productions, as we experience events entirely through Christopher's eyes, with the help of a computerized cube within which the story unfolds. It is a technological marvel that fills me with misgivings, mostly because of the hypnotizing effect this has on an audience, and the nefarious uses to which such technology can be put by those with the kind of money necessary to construct such a cube. Nevertheless, I highly recommend seeing it before it closes Sept. 10, if at all possible. Christopher's journey on the train to London is simply one of the great coup de theatres of all time. I saw the Broadway production two years ago, and that seemed crisper and more of a jolt than this did, but then that may simply be because I wasn't seeing it for the first time. There were moments this time when the play seemed overly cute and pleased with itself. But its power is undeniable, and I found myself being even more blown away than before by the heroicism of Christopher, who overcomes so many obstacles in his pursuit of a dangerous truth.
When I was a teenager, I saw Janis Joplin headline a concert at Madison Square Garden. (I bought the tickets with cash at the box office - probably $20 or so - only businessmen had credit cards back then, and of course there was no internet.) There must have been 20,000 other screaming fans there who experienced this astonishing voice - so full of hurt, fury, yearning, love and anguish. Torment. Joy. So vulnerable it hurt, like a naked child in a tornado. Talk about "immersive"! I remember it as the only time when a performer truly made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. As the years go by, there are fewer and fewer people left on the planet who had this in-person experience, though Janis as a rock goddess and avatar of human suffering looms larger than ever. At first glance, Arianna Veronesi seems an odd choice to conjure that spirit. Yes, there's a physical resemblance of sorts, but Arianna has a pronounced Italian accent and she doesn't sing or make any attempt to move around as Janis did. Her 30 minute monologue imagines a small slice of Janis's life, as she attempts to make a comeback (at 26) from years of drinking and drug use. What Arianna captures is that enormous vulnerability, that naked child in a tornado, as she battles against both her demons and the huge expectations of her fans, desperately trying to hold onto life even as she's aware of it slipping away. It's very moving, and I hope she continues developing it. Right now it's not clear to me why this phone call marks a crucial turning point in her life. That is,, it works as a one act character study, but not as a one act play. I look forward to seeing where she goes with it.
MARLENE by Willard Manus
Marlene Dietrich was many things - sex symbol, chanteuse, entertainer, movie star - but "hero" would not seem to be one of them. However, as Willard Manus's play tells us, she did in fact act heroically during WWII, being among the first A-List stars to entertain the troops on the front lines, while also helping to get people out of Germany, finding housing for refugees and sponsoring them for citizenship. There was a price to pay after the war for her actions, as her own people viewed her as a traitor and issuing death threats when she returned to perform in Germany - to the point where Marlene in her dressing room grabs a revolver from a drawer every time someone knocks. Cindy Marinangel does everything she can with the role of Marlene, making her a very real woman whose sex appeal is linked interestingly with her independence and dignity. She doesn't especially resemble Marlene, but this was a plus for me in some ways. There were suggestions of Marlene as a forerunner of Madonna, something I hadn't really thought about before. But there's the bi-sexuality, the fashion sense, the political awareness -- the glamour. That said, the play itself is weak and in need of a major rewrite. Right now Ms. Marinagel has to act two roles - both Marlene and the reporter she's pouring out her heart to in her dressing room. It might work better if this was a two-hander, in the manner of John Logan's RED, about Mark Rothko and his studio assistant. I hope that Mr Manus figures out a way to improve it, because Ms Marinangel deserves a better "Marlene."
I'm so sad that this show has already closed, and I hope that it reappears somewhere in the near future. This is not only because Hershey Felder does a great job of bringing historically-significant composers back to life, but because in this case there is an unexpected relevance to current events - well, unexpected to me anyway. Felder does a great job in setting up the big choice of Tchaikovsky's life. Tchaikovsky was homosexual at a time when it was life-threatening to come out of the closet. He had managed to get a degree in the civil service and secure an appointment that would have afforded him a good living. But when pianist/composer Anton Rubinstein opened a music conservatory in St. Petersburg, Tchaikovsky chose to quit his secure job and dedicate his life to music, in the process opening his private life to scrutiny and potential danger. Felder posits that the composer's death was basically an act of state-sponsored murder for Tchaikovsky's "crime" of being gay. He is further able to complete the circle by showing how little has actually changed in Russia, where men are still rounded up and tossed from rooftops simply for sexual orientation. This is much more than just another biopic or museum piece, and I hope it returns.
Jade Beauvoir was born into an All-American Texan family, the youngest child of five children. His name was Trent then, and he was expected to excel at football and uphold Christian values, like his big brothers. But Trent was only interested in playing with his sisters' Barbies and wearing his mother's clothing. His "gender dysphoria" was incomprehensible to family and community, and Jade paints a vivid picture of the terrible consequenes of internalizing their rejection. He lets us into this world, relating with humor and intelligence and grace how he was forced down a blind alley, which could only lead to his death. (In many ways, much like Tchaikovsky.) The fact that he was able to survive and construct a self that is still thriving and growing is miraculous in its own way, a testament to the will to live and love that cannot be destroyed, even by those who celebrate their ignorance. This show is an act of bravery and transparency by a person who has nothing left to hide.
In the interests of transparency - that word again - let me confide that I am a member of Ensemble Studio Theatre-LA, who are also the producers of Alex Alpharoah's one man show, WET. That said, please know that has nothing to do with my imploring you to go see Mr. Alpharoah's show. It is simply a great piece of theater - deeply wrenching and compulsively interesting - that also has more to say than anything else I've seen about the situation in this country with regard to people who come here from other countries "yearning to breathe free." We often toss around words like "the immigrant crisis" and "illegals," which just become ways to distance us from the human tragedy that these words purport to describe. Alex Alpharoah is the human face of that tragedy, while also being the best example I know of someone who has managed to triumph over seemingly insurmountable obstacles by making art out of it, by converting his anxiety and suffering into beautiful word-music.
His story is truly unimaginable in any time except our own, under any administration except the misbegotten one that currently makes our policy. I won't give you any specifics because one of the pleasures of this very substantial performance is to hear Mr. Alpharaoh tell it. This is not a civics lesson - this is not theater that is good for you like medicine (though it is) - this is a modern-day Odysseus creating a new mythology of human endurance. The show runs until August 27th - go. Buy a ticket. Don't miss it. You will understand what it's like to walk in Alex Alpharoah's shoes, and you will become a better person because of it.