In big news for all the legal employment enjoyers out there, my work permit has been successfully renewed! Which means I can once again do the thing I’m in these United States to do: act! Or rather, be a non-resident-alien spousal dependent, but let’s not split hairs.
Here are some projects I’m working on now that I’m allowed to. Come see them?
Call me Jacques Tati, ‘cause it’s play time.
Rhinoceros
Oct. 23-Nov. 4, The Slipper Room, ticket link to come.
Let’s find out what happens when you stage Ionesco at a burlesque theatre. I’m playing Botard the insufferable clerk in this production of Rhinoceros at The Slipper Room on NYC’s Lower East Side. Directed by Lauren Reinhard, we’ll be performing this lil’ shindig about runaway fascism in the weeks preceding the presidential election. Don’t worry about it!
Cabin
Nov. 8-10, East Village Basement, ticket link to come.
I’m reuniting with director Yibin Wang and some other familiar faces on this new play by Star Sun at the East Village Basement. Isn’t it a bit screwey how the world stopped and millions of people died of COVID but we, like, never talk about it? No, says my character, named Dad.
The play is about repressed collective memory. We’re putting it up the week after the presidential election. Don’t worry about it!
House of Eerie Figures
Nov. 13, New Stage Performance Space, ticket link to come.
A reading of a new musical by Danny Decker. This one’s about some paranormal investigators, investigating some paranormality. I play the main ghost! Spooky!
The reading will be eight days after the presidential election, but I don’t think that has much bearing here. Don’t worry about it.
One more (plug) for the road.
There’re some new episodes of Art Workers for you to check out, if you missed them, if you’re interested. I think they’re pretty neat. More coming ~soon~ but also lesson learned: don’t launch a podcast the summer you’re spending a month away from your subject.
Love ya (and maybe now’s a good time to make a plan to vote?),
Carl
This is the Carl Bindman Newsletter, for members of my professional or personal networks whom I think should get the scoop and be kept in the loop.
This newsletter was written on Lenapehoking, the occupied land of the Lenni Lenape.