Posts Tagged ‘Jean Sheppard’


September 24, 2012

Sam Llanas (left) and Doug Vincent (right); co-performers of A Day For Grace. Photo by Matthew Staver

AUTHOR’S NOTE:  The themes and language contained in the following play review are best suited towards a mature audience.  We at BouleBlog strongly suggest that readers under the age of 16 please consult your parents or guardian adults regarding the content and if it is proper for the viewing of minors in the household.  Thank you.

We are spreading our wings here at BouleBlog.  This is our first play review!!!  I can hear the nay-sayers now…  “What does he know about plays?  He’s JUST a musician…”  Yeah, just a musician.  The first flaw in that thinking is, I have spent some (academic) time doing theater.  So I can actually speak some of the lingo, blocking, direction, lighting, cues, etc.  Annette Palutis, you should be proud…

From the pre-show buzz, this promises to be interesting.  The basics of the story are, it is about the son of an alcoholic who is expecting the birth of his first child.  Touchy subject, alcoholism.  It hits close to home.  My best thing to ever happen to me did not see her mother for the last 18 years of her mom’s life as her mother preferred drinking over the company of the woman who was ostensibly her only surviving child.  My best thing has issues with abandonment.  This may be out-of-line, but part of the reason I separated from the syndication was to get down in the trenches.  If getting in those trenches means telling the story of my best thing and how she, as a five year old girl, watched her father suffer a cerebral hemorrhage and drop in front of her eyes only a to die a few days later, so be it.

My personal experience with alcoholism brings me back to the last time I saw my father in the house I grew up in New Jersey.  Ah, fond memories of Muzz (that’s what we called him, not dad, not father, but a nickname given to him by his friends because of his stylish upper lip warmer) gripping me by the collar of my shirt on either side of my neck, slamming me against the double door refrigerator DEMANDING that I tell him I loved him.

I can assure you I didn’t.

But as most victims of alcohol abuse can tell you, I did what was demanded of me (self preservation).  I saw my father once more before alcohol consumption took him at age 55.  At my brother’s wedding.  My brother’s wife was smart, she saw him going down the same road, so she left him!  My brother would drown shortly later in an alcohol-related boating accident.  So I am not unfamiliar with the irreversible damage alcohol abuse can do.

But A Day For Grace is also a comedy!  Huh???


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