The Car Show will perform Monday-Friday, August 2-6, 2010 at 9pm
at Prestige Parking Lot in Downtown LA at 201 S. Beaudry Avenue (at the corner of 2nd Street and Beaudry Avenue), Los Angeles, CA 90026.
Audiences should arrive no later than 8:45 pm. All audience members must bring their own cars (cars will not be provided). Tickets are free and by reservation only. To reserve tickets, please e-mail carshowla2010@gmail.com .
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Info on the Car Show
Here is the press release, and all you need to know to get invited to the car show!
Los Angeles, CA- In the spirit of experimental and nontraditional theater, comes The Car Show, a part theater, part drive-in movie, part car wash spectacle and part radio experiment and part radio experiment. The Car Show is presented by Thump Thump, an experimental event planning/production company created by writer/director Christopher Cole. The Car Show explores our ideas about communication through intimate dialogue between a teacher and his underage girlfriend. The audience becomes voyeurs as they watch and hear the performance from their cars. The Car Show will perform Monday-Friday, August 2-6, 2010 at 9pm at Prestige Parking Lot in Downtown LA at 201 S. Beaudry Avenue (at the corner of 2nd Street and Beaudry Avenue), Los Angeles, CA 90026. Audiences should arrive no later than 8:45 pm. Tickets are free and by reservation only. To reserve tickets, please e-mail carshowla2010@gmail.com .
In The Car Show, we find Daron, a teacher in his 20s, and Geneva, his underage girlfriend, driving to his house to consummate their possible affair. Their communication tries to defy the realities of power, age, and taboo while the world closes in around them. The audience will experience the production from the comfort of their own car, while the plot unravels live in the parking lot and projected on screens throughout.
Dialogue will be transmitted through FM radio stations that the audience can tune in.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Smoke, Lightning, Parking Lots!
Okay, so no lightning. But all the other things have been happening. A lot has been going on in the production, it is high time I let you in on it.
So, first, smoke. Our lovely video artist Emily Auble's computer erupted into what could best be described as a "fizzle" last Sunday, smoking lightly... but enough to cause alarm. All our footage, the live feed patch, all seemed lost, and the whole show seemed in peril for a good five days! But, through the power of modern computer medicine, her computer has been brought back from the dead in something of a miraculous occurrence.
We have determined this is evidence that God both loves us and hates us. As it should be, really.
Second, Parking lots! We have a location for the show!!
Prestige Parking has given us the go ahead to use their lot on 2nd and Beaudry, right by the 110 downtown. Here's a drab google street map view of the wonder:
The location is ideal for many purposes-- you can see the show going on from the freeway!-- but the highlight for all involved is the taco stand that sets up on the corner. It brings people to the lot throughout the evening, and hopefully a few will be curious about the completely silent (there will only be silence for the first 3/4 outside of the cars) circle of cars and the projection on the wall. It also gives our patrons a place to snack if they are early or wish to linger.
Of course the best part about the stand is its unintentionally derrogatory name, as seen in the photo below:
We are guessing it should be pronounced "Kee""kay"'s? We are certain the owners have no intention of threatening or offending the more Semitic among us, just care little enough about the English connotations of the word to not worry about it. Only in Los Angeles, folks.
So, first, smoke. Our lovely video artist Emily Auble's computer erupted into what could best be described as a "fizzle" last Sunday, smoking lightly... but enough to cause alarm. All our footage, the live feed patch, all seemed lost, and the whole show seemed in peril for a good five days! But, through the power of modern computer medicine, her computer has been brought back from the dead in something of a miraculous occurrence.
We have determined this is evidence that God both loves us and hates us. As it should be, really.
Second, Parking lots! We have a location for the show!!
Prestige Parking has given us the go ahead to use their lot on 2nd and Beaudry, right by the 110 downtown. Here's a drab google street map view of the wonder:
The location is ideal for many purposes-- you can see the show going on from the freeway!-- but the highlight for all involved is the taco stand that sets up on the corner. It brings people to the lot throughout the evening, and hopefully a few will be curious about the completely silent (there will only be silence for the first 3/4 outside of the cars) circle of cars and the projection on the wall. It also gives our patrons a place to snack if they are early or wish to linger.
Of course the best part about the stand is its unintentionally derrogatory name, as seen in the photo below:
We are guessing it should be pronounced "Kee""kay"'s? We are certain the owners have no intention of threatening or offending the more Semitic among us, just care little enough about the English connotations of the word to not worry about it. Only in Los Angeles, folks.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Car Show Magic: Luminous Key
Here is some brilliance that comes to us through the talents of our video artist, Emily Auble. These are some early tests of the program we will use to make our characters "drive" though standing in an immobile car. Here, it is being tested on the light coming through Emily's window. How cool is that!?
Like green screen, it has that otherworldly, oddly out of place feeling, same as you get green-screened car scenes from the movies. So static but so not static... basically a recipe for existential wonder.
Plus, our version has some interesting pecularities, like the pixelated edges... which just make it all the more fun.
Like green screen, it has that otherworldly, oddly out of place feeling, same as you get green-screened car scenes from the movies. So static but so not static... basically a recipe for existential wonder.
Plus, our version has some interesting pecularities, like the pixelated edges... which just make it all the more fun.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The Car Show has a Cast!
Welcome Vonzell Carter and Michelle Macedo to The Car Show fold! Michelle and Vonzell (kind of roles off the tongue don't it?) will play Daron and Geneva in our upcoming production of The Car Show, and I couldn't be more excited. Things are really coming together now, and thanks to you guys, the space and tech will be able to match the great performances these two create. Rehearsals start this weekend, look for more updates coming soon!
I'd also just like to thank everyone again for your support. It has been really heartening to see people come forward with what they can to make sure this weird wonderful little thing can come into existence. Please spread the word!
The Car Show Workshop
For those who have not yet seen them, here are some shots from our workshop production of the car show, done in december 2009 at the Butler Building parking lot at Cal Arts.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
"Appendix A: DARON’s rant-- A late-night radio talk show
'When I think of killing, I think that I would use my car. It is big and potent and strong just as I am small and powerless and resigning. But I can wield it. Guns, Phalluses, yes I’ve read those books. You don’t get to have me with that whole thing.
I don’t really know. She is probably just being with me to piss off some boy she is actually interested in. I’m a high status prize. And I don’t have to go inside so I know Dateline won’t be there. And we don’t talk dirty so it doesn’t matter anyway.
Jesus, I’m constipated in my thinking or my life has gone through some bumps and I’m expecting you to feel for me, to feel for me because people feel for people once they prove they are pitiful. And I’m not spirited, and I don’t have ambitions to make up for my small size, and I am not moving forward. If the kids next door fuck with me, I yell at them. That’s the extent of my revealed courage. So. . . no. I’m not someone who’s pluck will make up for the obvious defects in my character like the fact that I feel I have defects in my character, right? That’s the only problem right? Oh if I just had confidence right?
'I’m terrified of being seen with her and being told I am one of those guys. One of those guys who dates younger women because it’s a power trip. Fact is I date younger women because they are attracted to me. Maybe because they see me as powerful, that my age has deluded her into some level of maturity. On my end all I can see is attraction. That is what I see it as and that is what I want from a lover. Yes I see that. Yes I had power over her. But I didn’t flex it. Maybe it is my only possibility of love. To have someone who is deluded. Oh of course not. The central axiom is that you deserve love. Everyone deserves love. And if everyone gets right, they’ll be lovable.
'I just don’t have enough power to pull someone in my own age bracket.. I just see it as attraction. On my fucking end I see someone interested. I haven’t seen that before, or lately. Or I don’t know.
'A plant must not grow back into the ground. This is how time works. You date someone who is 16, you are living 16 again instead of 29, and then in nine years? A person should live their age? A person should. Fuck a person should. A person should make money. A person should make themselves attractive. A person should care.
'I should be other than I am. I should be feistier. I should center my research so as to be smart about something. The fact is there is no fucking reason to do anything.
'So … I guess this counts as a free write. I guess this means that I’m not as smart as I thought I was. I’m rather sure about myself aren’t I?
'Why should you listen to me? You shouldn’t. Why should you listen to anyone else? You shouldn’t. I just happen to be here, and free, though hopefully not. I’m leaving a remnant of myself here. I am shitting. I don’t understand it. I just don’t understand it.
...
'I mean, whats the point of wanting something that is bigger than what you can do in a day? Why not just be possessed by things for the moment? Why refuse them? Why do I care then, I obviously can’t sustain something for as long as I need to to create a work of art.
'So many things you get rid of to clear your mind, that cluster you, but then, you are alone.
'And the world is some bizarre big thing that you can’t think anything about and that has no meaning. And you have lost your desire or ability to describe it
'And then he started working furiously and his synapses were hurting because he was trying trying trying and the work was more than this. He’s under cutting himself. He is not doing the job. The job of what? Of producing something unmasterbatory, but not for pleasure of anyone but himself. Why? Because he asked himself of it. Why now? Because inspiration only happens one at a time. And the inspiration is?
'Nothing.
'Impotence
'Impatience
'Convinced of failure.
'And why?
'Because I believed what they said. Did not get what I wanted. Was not sexy or protective or wise. I just I just I just nothing. I know. Nothing. Why beat yourself up about it? Well.. . .'
'When I think of killing, I think that I would use my car. It is big and potent and strong just as I am small and powerless and resigning. But I can wield it. Guns, Phalluses, yes I’ve read those books. You don’t get to have me with that whole thing.
I don’t really know. She is probably just being with me to piss off some boy she is actually interested in. I’m a high status prize. And I don’t have to go inside so I know Dateline won’t be there. And we don’t talk dirty so it doesn’t matter anyway.
Jesus, I’m constipated in my thinking or my life has gone through some bumps and I’m expecting you to feel for me, to feel for me because people feel for people once they prove they are pitiful. And I’m not spirited, and I don’t have ambitions to make up for my small size, and I am not moving forward. If the kids next door fuck with me, I yell at them. That’s the extent of my revealed courage. So. . . no. I’m not someone who’s pluck will make up for the obvious defects in my character like the fact that I feel I have defects in my character, right? That’s the only problem right? Oh if I just had confidence right?
'I’m terrified of being seen with her and being told I am one of those guys. One of those guys who dates younger women because it’s a power trip. Fact is I date younger women because they are attracted to me. Maybe because they see me as powerful, that my age has deluded her into some level of maturity. On my end all I can see is attraction. That is what I see it as and that is what I want from a lover. Yes I see that. Yes I had power over her. But I didn’t flex it. Maybe it is my only possibility of love. To have someone who is deluded. Oh of course not. The central axiom is that you deserve love. Everyone deserves love. And if everyone gets right, they’ll be lovable.
'I just don’t have enough power to pull someone in my own age bracket.. I just see it as attraction. On my fucking end I see someone interested. I haven’t seen that before, or lately. Or I don’t know.
'A plant must not grow back into the ground. This is how time works. You date someone who is 16, you are living 16 again instead of 29, and then in nine years? A person should live their age? A person should. Fuck a person should. A person should make money. A person should make themselves attractive. A person should care.
'I should be other than I am. I should be feistier. I should center my research so as to be smart about something. The fact is there is no fucking reason to do anything.
'So … I guess this counts as a free write. I guess this means that I’m not as smart as I thought I was. I’m rather sure about myself aren’t I?
'Why should you listen to me? You shouldn’t. Why should you listen to anyone else? You shouldn’t. I just happen to be here, and free, though hopefully not. I’m leaving a remnant of myself here. I am shitting. I don’t understand it. I just don’t understand it.
...
'I mean, whats the point of wanting something that is bigger than what you can do in a day? Why not just be possessed by things for the moment? Why refuse them? Why do I care then, I obviously can’t sustain something for as long as I need to to create a work of art.
'So many things you get rid of to clear your mind, that cluster you, but then, you are alone.
'And the world is some bizarre big thing that you can’t think anything about and that has no meaning. And you have lost your desire or ability to describe it
'And then he started working furiously and his synapses were hurting because he was trying trying trying and the work was more than this. He’s under cutting himself. He is not doing the job. The job of what? Of producing something unmasterbatory, but not for pleasure of anyone but himself. Why? Because he asked himself of it. Why now? Because inspiration only happens one at a time. And the inspiration is?
'Nothing.
'Impotence
'Impatience
'Convinced of failure.
'And why?
'Because I believed what they said. Did not get what I wanted. Was not sexy or protective or wise. I just I just I just nothing. I know. Nothing. Why beat yourself up about it? Well.. . .'
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