Monthly Archives: October 2015
You and Me Both – a revue review
As a disclaimer, I should tell you that I am in love with Toronto comedian Naomi Snieckus. What keeps this from getting too awkward—for me, at least—is the fact that I am also in love with her comedic partner and husband Matt Baram.
There. I said it. It is out in the open. Let the restraining order chips land where they may.
Last night was the preview of Baram and Snieckus’ latest stage revue You and Me Both, playing at Toronto’s Theatre Passe Muraille – Backspace. And short of attending the show in the performers’ living room, a more intimate setting could not be found.
Minimalist is too long a word to convey how intimate the Backspace is. As the sell-out crowd of about 40 patrons stirred on their Obus-form cushions, we were faced with an almost barren stage but for a handful of stools and chairs, the furnishings hearkening back to Baram & Snieckus’ days as performers at Toronto’s Second City. And the stage itself was little more than a black box that Schrödinger’s cat wouldn’t be caught dead in (or not).
The reason I go on about the environment is because this is the setting in which Baram & Snieckus work best. When you see these two perform, it is less a classical theatre experience where the actors remain in a distinct world, separated from the audience. Instead, the audience is embraced by the performers—not literally, more’s the shame—and shy of being brought on stage, are used by the performers to heighten and inform the performance. As an audience member, you feel special in their presence (see earlier disclaimer).
But onto the comedy.
Unlike most Baram & Snieckus performances where improvisational scenes take the day—you will be hard-pressed to find two better improv performers—You and Me Both is a scripted show, a combination of sketch and musical revue, most of which worked really well.
The opening musical number was a bit uneven, Snieckus seeming more comfortable with the music and routine than Baram. Astaire and Rogers these two aren’t, but Snieckus sold it for everything she was worth. Baram musically redeemed himself later in the show, however, in a number that played to his strength as a performer: frustrated under-achiever.
The sketches, however, were classic Baram & Snieckus as the two latched onto characters of all stripes. After a decade of performing together, the two are perfect foils for each other. If screwball comedies ever became vogue again, these two are Rock Hudson and Doris Day (with Snieckus as Hudson).
As scene transitioned to scene, Baram & Snieckus chameleoned into their roles, the muscle memory of improv turning them into the characters rather than simply performing them. That being said, the only bit that really fell flat last night was ironically the lone improv piece.
Watching these two perform is tantamount to witnessing a comedic kaleidoscope, every twist and turn bringing something new to dazzle the eyes and ears. You and Me Both is just the latest twist and more than lives up to expectations.
The intermission-free show, which was listed as 80 minutes but has been cut to 65, runs until November 1 with shows at 7:30 pm and weekend matinees at 2 pm. Knowing these two, each performance will offer something new, so consider seeing the show more than once. For $20, you’re unlikely to spend a more entertaining hour.
Baram and Snieckus are the city’s most laughable couple (Toronto Star)
To vote, or not to vote…that is your decision
I used to think that not voting was a valid form of political protest, but I now understand that it is only the first step.
If you choose not to vote, I respect that. But I challenge you that it accomplishes nothing.
If you choose not to vote as a protest, I presume that you want to change the system in some way. And yet, you have offered no alternative.
The election will go on whether you vote or not. The raccoon that raids my recycling bins won’t vote either.
When people protest through marches, sit-ins or hunger strikes, they make themselves visible. When you don’t vote, you remain largely invisible. So if you’re not going to vote—a right I voted to defend, in some ways—then do something.
Hold a “we didn’t vote” rally. Gather other non-voters and raise your voices in protest. Offer your own platform; suggest an alternative to the current electoral system.
If your idea is viable, you might gain support from voters. You might actually create the change you seek.
But if you simply do not vote, then you are not only invisible to the rest of us, but you remain complicit in the system you despise.
Autumn in the backyard
As I was putting trash into the bins behind the house, I was caught by the profusion of colour pouring down the wall at the back of the yard. What is usually variegated blanket of green had exploded into a rainbow.
The seasons change pretty quickly in Toronto. One moment, we are complaining about the heat and humidity; the next, we’ve swapped t-shirts for parkas and bathing suits for balaclavas.
Such was the case earlier this month when a windstorm rolled in over Lake Ontario and the beach near my home. I still have sand in my pockets.
Marlies season opener
After a long and dreary hockey-free summer, I was delighted when my beloved Toronto Marlies started their new season at Toronto’s Ricoh Coliseum. The visitors were the Manitoba Moose.
Because of other plans on Sunday, I had my camera with me for the game. I was entertaining family at the game, so I did my best to only take warm up shots, so to speak.
Next series is Sat. Oct. 17/Sun. Oct. 18 vs the Albany Devils. Both games start at 3 pm.
Visiting the Rouge Valley
Last week, I spent the day on the eastern edge of Toronto in a large conservation area called the Rouge Valley, which basically extends from the north end of Toronto (near the Metro Zoo) down to the shores of Lake Ontario.
And yet, for the 6 or 7 hours I wandered, I can only really say I explored maybe 10 percent of the region. Perhaps, I’ll get back before the snow flies…I know I’ll be back in the Spring.
When your mania becomes a MANIA
As many of you patiently know, I am a fan (see “fanatic”) and season seat holder for the Toronto Maple Leafs AHL farm team, the Toronto Marlies. I am also pretty much whack-a-doodle crazy. These two facts are related if not necessarily cause-and-effect.
I make my living with words (several of them, in fact), but I am also a not-terribly-closeted graphic designer wannabe. Thus, when my hockey mania was given a booster shot with the launch of the new AHL season, I took to my lap top and started to play.
My apologies to all those on whom I will inflict my insanity…to the rest of you, enjoy.