I have been thinking a lot lately about Cabaret — the original with Liza Minelli and the Kit Kat Club — and the questions it asked of Weimar Berlin in the rise of Nazism. Do you stay or do you leave? Do you fight or do you party? Do you perform public coherence under power, or step out from under the demand to remain legible at all times?
I think these are the same questions our current moment is asking, again, on both sides of the Atlantic. And unsurprisingly I have a few things to say about it.
This August, Critique Cabaret opens at C Aquila Temple at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe. For fourteen nights at 7:25 PM, I will be the one onstage.
The show stages the contradictions I live every day: critique and spectacle, scholar and performer, sincere and satirical, and entirely exhausted by the demand to remain legible at all times. Glamour as the Trojan horse. Critical theory as the cargo.
I am bringing this work to Edinburgh in collaboration with Family Affairs Studio, with my longtime creative co-conspirator Michael R. Speciàle co-directing. Family Affairs is also producing Michael's Bottoming for Jesus in the same August. Two artists, two solo shows, two different gospels, with one production company building a slate.
Edinburgh is expensive. Fringe budgets do not care about who you are, and I refuse to make this work, or have my collaborators make it, for free. We are raising $14,000 from the community to bring this production to the festival in the shape it deserves. The page that follows shows you exactly where this money goes.
Here's what I'll say about Edinburgh: it is a refiner's fire and a launchpad. The work earns its next chapter in front of audiences I have not yet met. After August we have plans for an international tour and an extended life for the show via filmed adaptations, which are in the process of developing.
Thank you for being here. Thank you in advance for whatever you can give.