Favorite book: The Local News by Miriam Gershow
Favorite holiday: Halloween!
Favorite food: Pasta and Häagen-Dazs chocolate ice cream
Favorite play/musical: The Glass Menagerie and Dear Evan Hansen
Gemma Lolos is a born and raised New Yorker and proud of it. She received a degree in Theatre at Hunter College in June of 2016, and in her free time creates YouTube videos and consumes massive piles of books. Gemma’s passion for the arts, including music, literature, film, and theatre, is kept alive by her diligence in taking full advantage of all the magic that the best city on Earth has to offer. Although she has aspirations to travel the world, she could never imagine living anywhere else.
... between the eye contact, enthusiastic head nods, and conversation (not to mention the pierogi and shaker) I had exchanged with cast members, I felt important, and I wouldn't have rather sat anywhere else.
The show was immersive in nature (a show with less sitting, more on your feet following the action), which is something that I have come to seek out in my theatregoing, and it featured characters who were Russian Jews living in New York. As a Jew with Russian heritage who lives and has only ever lived in New York, I always appreciate seeing my culture represented in theatre.
Gemma: I've never seen a ballet that wasn't all lovey-dovey
Andrew: Omg! Same!!! Let's start from the top!
Gemma: And this show was super...heavy. It's a good thing I had a margarita beforehand haha
Christine: Yeah it's not every day you see a pas de deux with a pedo and a little girl
Tim is a newly homeless teen living in a New York City shelter with his mother. Understandably upset with the way his life seems to have turned out, Tim seeks out answers in the place he loves most, the New York Public Library.
A gang of men, cursed by a Voodoo Queen to live out their lives as plundering pirates until they marry virgins, land on a Caribbean island and throw their pirate apprentice, Frederic, a birthday party to celebrate the completion of his 21st year of life.
This two-night event invites people to travel through multiple levels of theatres, nooks and hidden venues within the performing arts center to discover unique, site-specific works from 15 Off-Off Broadway theatre companies.
As I walked into the school, I was met with the sight of a Salmon-crested cockatoo named Pinkie. The bird was displayed in a large cage by a window, effortlessly flipping and flying around. I found myself wishing my high school had had its own live mascot.
Where were you on September 11th, 2001? It's a safe bet that most people who were alive on this day know exactly where they were and what they were doing. Me? I was in New York City, in my elementary school classroom on the Upper East Side. I was 6 years old.
I have experienced cat-calling with such regularity, I am desensitized to it. I have been pressured by men I have dated for sexual activity. I recognize that I am one of the lucky ones. I have not been a victim of rape or sexual assault. But I have been a victim to a society that perpetuates a culture where consent is overlooked and rape is excused and normalized.
A large part of The Great American Drama involved the Neos trying to accommodate as many of our requests as possible, primarily working off of the actual responses submitted in the "How Do You Like Your Theatre?" survey. One of the most common suggestions was for The Great American Drama to be Hamilton, as in Lin-Manuel Miranda's Hamilton.
The other day, somebody not originally from New York City mentioned to me that he found the city to be lonely. What he said gave me pause, because I had never before thought of my city as an isolating place. It's living that's isolating, and where you are doesn't make much of a difference. But the people do.
I decided to take my boyfriend (at the time), Andrew, to see Les Misérables at my old high school, because I wanted him to understand the caliber of the performances I had come to know as a student there, both on stage and in the audience. He was aware that I sang and performed, but until he actually saw a LaGuardia production for himself, he couldn't really get it.
The piece is written and performed by a bunch of politically and socially aware teenagers. I could have gone to school with any one of these kids, who are creative and funny and far too familiar with the New York City justice system because they can't afford not to be. Understandably, they are fed up at the many societal complications that surround the world they live in and deeply influence their lives. Anthem's stories are very personal in nature, and they explore the connection between adversity and art.
The actors were definitely talented, but I somehow was never able to forget that they were kids. The talent level might have been higher at Murrow than at the average high school, but there was a certain innocence, a certain "rough-around-the-edges" quality to the production that screamed "high school." And I didn't mind it. In fact, I found it charming.
I began to seriously question my senses. If a fancy microphone could convince my brain that a man was blowing in my ear or walking directly behind me, or that a helicopter was flying overhead, or that I was smack-dab in the middle of a rain forest, then what does that say about the reliability of my senses?
New York City is known for having a rich theatre scene (duh), but what should we make of its abundance of theatre venues? How do we tell them all apart? Does the type of venue have anything to do with the quality of theatre? These are the questions that used to plague me, until ...
Andrew: Let's get down to business. Why should we care about the TONY's...or DO we care about the TONY's? That's the topic.
Gemma: So, I personally care about the TONY's because it's like my sporting event.
Andrew: It's your Superbowl.
Gemma: Okay, peeps. Lateness...to a show. Feelings?
Christine: Prices, and if you're going with someone or not. What is considered "too late"?
Andrew: Listen, it's not a problem, because what if the person is just trying to look for spots around town to eat? After the theatre.
Christine: They can do before or after...or during the wonderful thing called intermission.
Gemma: Then do that AFTER THE SHOW!
YES. These couples fell in love working in the theatre, and are still in love today!
Here are 6 real life theatre couples that inspire hope:
With Mother's Day right around the corner (Sunday, May 14th, to be exact), I have been looking into shows to potentially take her to see in celebration of her big day. Sooooo, I thought why not share my search...
When I took Theatre 101 during the first semester of my freshman year at Hunter College, the first things I learned were what specifically separated theatre from other art-forms. What was theatre?
Don't worry. I've got your back.
Because I spend a lot of my free time on YouTube tuning into vloggers, a large part of my theatregoing has a lengthy list of YouTube Channels to support it. A good majority of these vloggers are artists.
I am going to write about something that has plagued America for years: the dreaded theatre vs. theater debate. The two spellings of the same word often put people (like myself) in the awkward position of not knowing which one is the best to use.