“People come to the theater for truth. And we have that in spades.”
That’s what Sean Critchfield said to me the other day as we talked through the lineup for our first ever 4LTR Word Show: KISS.
Months before that conversation we were sitting around the Rebel offices doing what we do. Telling stories. Riffing on ideas. Goofing. We started spitballing an idea to gather our friends together for some kind of show. We’re a wealthy bunch when it comes to our collection of talented pals who don’t fear taking public risks.
Those early conversations about what this show could look like, feel like, etc. would shoot off in a variety of weird ideas. But what it always came back to is, we should just do what we do.
Tell stories. Experiment/risk. And play.
On Friday, Feburary 13 at the Woodward Theater in OTR we are going to turn some lights on a stage, and at the risk of public failure, tell stories and play together. Will it work? Will people like it?
I have no idea. But I think so. And this may sound bad/weird/harsh/apathetic, but I’m not sure I care.
I’m not being flip. I promise. I really do want people to like this show. I want them to enjoy Sean’s honest poetry and connect with his wistful young-love experiences like I did. I want people to laugh at Isaac’s grade school stories like I do. I want people to marvel at the quick wit of my friends doing improv comedy like I do. I want people to cry happy and sad tears like I do when Brooke and Aaron share their adoption story. When Sarah talks about her grandma I want people’s hearts to ache with the kind of hope that remembers the past but looks to the future with carbonated, bubbly anticipation. I want people to laugh big belly laughs and snorts as Steve leads the audience through a story-building experience. And on and on with each segment.
I sincerely want people/you to like the show. But even if you don’t, that doesn’t make our stories any less true. We’re just sharing our experiences and the talents we’ve gained through them. We’re taking a risk to see if our truth resonates with yours.
I’m brimming with carbonated hope that it will.
If you’re near Cincinnati I hope you join us: Cincy Tickets