The Psych – Scene 2

For any mental heal professional, one patient follows another.

When the walls are thin enough, (as they often were for Black doctors in the 1960s, one patient can hear the session can hear the prior session.

So now our psych faces a patient who objects to the advice given in the an earlier patient. He has “do no harm,” try to provide a little help to a patient in need, and make sense of his own thoughts at this time.

A second scene from the practice of a San Franciscan Black Psychiatrist.

 

The Psych – Scene 1

San Francisco

Once the Harlem of the West.

Once a city with a vibrant and exciting Black culture.

It then faces the Civil Rights movement.

The Black Power Movement.

And a pair of Black Psychiatrists trying to make sense of of this thing called racism

Dawn (as viewed by Chaos and Old Night)

Rosy Fingered Dawn stretches her hand across the morning sky.

As least that is what one of Chorus believes.

(He’s kind of that way.  The other is not so sure.)

A little snippet of a classic story in a modern setting about a timeless conflict.

“Life is a Dream (or at least a wee nap”)

New full-ength drama from HWMS Audio Theatre.

Chaos and Old Night

Dublin.

Rain.

Business.

Money.

Power.

 

Two lost souls wandering the streets and getting wet.

 

A first look at a new show on an old  subject with a classic approach.

Life is a Dream (or at least a wee nap)

What is real?

When we’re awake?  Or when we’re asleep.

A Dublin business has spent twenty years carefully crafting her company, her position, her identity.

No one questions her role.

She gets the business.  She gets the revenue.  She pays the salaries.

She is in control of all, until a memory from the past appears and starts to ask a few questions.

A new approach to a classic story.

The Japanese “Yes”

Fancy Club.

Fatty Foods.

Formal Music in the Background.

This is where business is done.

Or where we believe business is done.

Or perhaps where we pretend that something like business might be done on a good day with a favorable wind.

Three investors try to out bluff each other.

Resurrection

Bread Crumbs.

Paths we find for ourselves.

Paths we leave for others.

The lessons we learn along the way.

The gratitude we find with each step.

A monologue of an African American Family history by Geoffrey Grier of San Francisco Recovery Theatre in collaboration with AfroSolo.

A Studio Version of the live performance at Potrero Stage, San Francisco, CA September 27, 2022.

Mother’s Milk

What holds friends together?

Common background?

Common history?

A common vision of what they are?

Three friends explore the different roles they have with each other.  They are moving into adulthood.  They are shaping their lives and their identities.  They also suddenly realize how delicate their common bonds may be.

A New Audio Drama From Tehya Merrit.

A Bustle, A Corset, & The London Necropolis Express

We know the story.

Three women.

A London Office.

A missing colleague.

And a pandemic.

Three women wake one morning to discover that a colleague has vanished in the night. Gone. Poof. Not a bit of a trace.

The clue to the story lies in a play that has just opened in a London Theatre. The missing colleague has vanished into the world of that play and has become engaged in a grand debate about the roles of women in modern society.

But the three women in the office are not part of the debate. They are earning a living. They are caring for family. They trying to decide what they need to do today in order to be ready for tomorrow, while worrying about their friend.

A play about the world of George Bernard Shaw and Karl Pearson that takes no guff from either.