<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020</id><updated>2009-11-30T00:16:59.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max "Bunny" Sparber</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Max Sparber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773887613885555844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-5889435254945564223</id><published>2009-11-29T23:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:07:46.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTEEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | POTEEN: TULLAMORE DEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SxNYZAzStkI/AAAAAAAAD0s/fk68fCRdr-4/s1600/tullamore-dew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 79px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SxNYZAzStkI/AAAAAAAAD0s/fk68fCRdr-4/s200/tullamore-dew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409764764137207362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I WASN'T MAD FOR TULLAMORE DEW the first time I tried it, several years ago. It's sweet and unsubtle, although terrifically smooth; this combination makes it a popular recommendation as a starter Irish whiskey, but I am not new to Irish whiskeys, and prefer them bolder and more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the taste has grown on me. It grows on a lot of people: The company claims it is the second highest selling Irish whiskey in the world, which is a bit of a surprise to an American like me, as Jameson and Bushmills are the only two Irish whiskeys battling for market dominance here. But, then, it isn't in America where Tullamore Dew has its real audience, it's Europe, where apparently the drink even outsells scotch in the Czech Republic, Bulgaria, and Latvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;As I have mentioned, the truth is that Bushmills and Jameson taste a lot alike until you start getting into the more aged and expensive versions. They have differences, yes, but they are subtle. Tullamore Dew hails from a different county that either of its competitors (County Offaly, to be specific, while Jameson is from Cork and Bushmills from Antrim), and is owned by the C&amp;C Group, while, until recently, Bushmills and Jameson shared an owner, Pernod Ricard. I don't know that either of these facts contributes to the sameness of Jameson or Bushmills or influences the distinctiveness of Tullamore Dew. I'm not even sure that Jameson and Bushmills aren't, in fact, miles apart in terms of flavor and my palate is just too immature and unnuanced to distinguish them. But the fact is, to me, Tullamore Dew tastes very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't just the drink's sweetness or simplicity of flavor, although these are the qualities that are first evident. No, there's a fruity, almost lemony quality to the whiskey that sometimes tastes like sweet apples to me. Both Jameson and Bushmills have relatively long finishes, and they have flavors that reveal themselves for a while after you have swallowed the drink. Tullamore Dew doesn't have this -- it's flavor lingers only for a moment after you drink it and just doesn't add that many new notes, although the finish is less sweet than the start. No, Tullamore Dew is a drink that really announces itself when it is on your mouth, and while it might lack some complexity, it's a pretty bold flavor with just a hint of sharpness to it. There's also a particularly noticeable malt flavor to the drink, which might be the exact reason the flavor has grown on me, as I tend to like malted drinks, including milkshakes and Malt-O-Meal. I am not sure what it is about malted barley that I like so much, although, if I had to guess, it's the fact that by allowing the grain to partially germinate, enzymes are converted into sugar, but it's not simply the sweetness that appeals to me. Malt has a very distinctive taste -- it's not purely sweet, but has an earthier, almost chocolaty flavor, although the comparisons don't really do it justice. Malt tastes like malt, and I like the taste. When you've finished a slug of Tullamore Dew, and its flavor has quickly dissipated from your mouth, there is a distinct malt flavor that remains, and I find it sort of irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tullamore Dew offers some higher priced versions, one aged 10 years, another aged 12, and a highly regarded version called Tullamore Dew heritage. I am curious to try these. Bushmills and Jameson really becomes distinctive in their pricier brands, but Tullamore Dew starts out distinctive. 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headed to Trafalgar&lt;br /&gt;A short walk to see the doc&lt;br /&gt;For an issue that was vulgar&lt;br /&gt;And at first he saw the nurse&lt;br /&gt;And he showed her where it pained him&lt;br /&gt;When she saw she called John Law&lt;br /&gt;And they came and then arraigned him&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay Paddy O'shay&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for Paddy O'Shay&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay Paddy O'shay&lt;br /&gt;O put that thing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay felt dismay&lt;br /&gt;He was bereft of a lover&lt;br /&gt;But there were some in old London&lt;br /&gt;Who for six pounds would uncover&lt;br /&gt;So what he did he grabbed some quid&lt;br /&gt;And then  went to a sloop of war&lt;br /&gt;When she chanced to open his pants&lt;br /&gt;She said I ain't what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay Paddy O'shay&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for Paddy O'Shay&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay Paddy O'shay&lt;br /&gt;O put that thing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy O'Shay is glad today&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"THE GREAT BUSH RIVER" LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's calling me; it's calling me&lt;br /&gt;From the Antrim Hills to Portballantrie&lt;br /&gt;I see it in dreams as westward it flows&lt;br /&gt;And I promise to follow wherever it goes &lt;br /&gt;I begged to the Gods and the Gods did deliver&lt;br /&gt;And I'll spend my life swimming in the Great Bush River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's hardly a day that I do without&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of salmon and feisty brown trout&lt;br /&gt;All afternoon their scent does persist&lt;br /&gt;Its the odor of fish I cannot resist&lt;br /&gt;I begged to the Gods and the Gods did deliver&lt;br /&gt;And I'll spend my life swimming in the Great Bush River&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's the water they use in Antrim County&lt;br /&gt;To make the world famous Bushmill whiskey&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied after only a dunk as&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take much Bush to get me drunk&lt;br /&gt;I begged to the Gods 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style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/Sv-BWyGYrQI/AAAAAAAAD0k/3ZyOEYUbs2w/s200/Bushmills-Original-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404180306273545474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUSHMILLS AND JAMESON are sort of the big two in Irish Whiskey, and, because they were both owned by Pernod Ricard up until a few years ago, and because the company chose to focus its efforts on Jameson, Bushmills has sort of suffered: You'll generally find both in almost every bar that stocks Irish whiskey, but I suspect Jameson outsells Bushmills by a considerable margin. Jameson has managed to brand themselves as the Irish whiskey, in the same way that Guiness has managed to brand itself as the Irish beer, but that's really just a product of marketing. Bushmills is, in fact, a far older drink: The distillery was licensed in 1608 by King James I, but the whiskey itself may date back 400 years earlier. Jameson, in the meanwhile, was established in 1780, which is old, but not 800 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The drinks are similar in flavor, although the shorthand in understanding the difference is that Bushmills is smoother but a bit less complex than Jameson, but that's not saying a lot, because Jameson is already a terrifically smooth drink, and isn't terrifically complex. I have always tasted a bit of spice in Jameson and a bit of chocolate in Bushmills, which becomes especially pronounced as you buy some of their more expensive brands, but the truth is, when you're buying the least expensive version, both share similar color and flavor, which can be described as honeyish, sweet, and slightly fruity. Jameson has a longer and more complicated finish than Bushmills, but Bushmills has a less pungent nose. Bushmills is apparently aged in bourbon and sherry caskets, and I'd say the sherry quality comes through more. It's a very light, easily drunk whiskey, and I'm sort of surprised it's not more popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that really is an issue of marketing. Bushmills was bought out by Diageo a few years ago, and they increased production of the whiskey. It takes a few years for whiskey to go from grain to bottle; we can probably expect Bushmills to start waging their own campaign for market dominance when they're ready to roll out their increased stock. It's sort of the perfect drink for people who are afraid of brown liquors, and there are many of them. Bushmills is sweet enough and smooth enough not to offend inexperienced palates. Additionally, cheaply made liquors have a tendency to inspire appalling hangovers, for whatever reason; better liquors tend to provide a much more tolerable morning after; this is true of both Jameson and Bushmills. I mean, it will beat you up a bit, but no more than you deserve, you goddamn drunk, you. So there's a real chance that, given a push, Bushmills might be able to carve off a chunk of Jameson's market. And why it? 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value='10065306663875883007'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-6606096954585366911</id><published>2009-11-11T20:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:39:18.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETER O&apos;TOOLES'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH-AMERICAN PROJECT | PETER O'TOOLES: A HELL OF A GUY</title><content type='html'>A SONG FOR THE PETER O'TOOLES in waltz time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"A HELL OF A GUY" LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't long lasting the first time I knew her&lt;br /&gt;A few tickles and then I was through&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad to stay that I have developed some stamina&lt;br /&gt;When I can manage three minutes I do&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hell of a man to give her what she needs&lt;br /&gt;And a hell of a man am I&lt;br /&gt;She tells me so every time I am finished&lt;br /&gt;She says Max yer a hell of a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't a large man when we first were courting&lt;br /&gt;I'm told I was as big as a thumb&lt;br /&gt;But after many years of strenuous advancement&lt;br /&gt;I measure up nicely to a plum&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hell of a man to give her what she needs&lt;br /&gt;And a hell of a man am I&lt;br /&gt;She tells me so every time I am finished&lt;br /&gt;She says Max yer a hell of a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't inventive when we first were bonny&lt;br /&gt;After missionary my creativity stopped&lt;br /&gt;But I can proudly say that my mind is expanded&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I now have her on top&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hell of a man to give her what she needs&lt;br /&gt;And a hell of a man am I&lt;br /&gt;She tells me so every time I am finished&lt;br /&gt;She says Max yer a hell of a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ain't 40 men who have done what I done&lt;br /&gt;And maybe 30 they did it as well&lt;br /&gt;And maybe 20 of them still do it as often&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that they'd just go to hell&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hell of a man to give her what she needs&lt;br /&gt;And a hell of a man am I&lt;br /&gt;She tells me so every time I am finished&lt;br /&gt;She says Max yer a hell of a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hell of a man to give her what she needs&lt;br /&gt;And there are 20 who compare with I&lt;br /&gt;They tells me so every time they are finished&lt;br /&gt;They says Max yer a hell of a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN TO "A HELL OF A GUY":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://newsparbersongs.googlepages.com/audio-player.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://newsparbersongs.googlepages.com/player.swf" id="audioplayer1" height="24" width="290"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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the Peter O'Tooles, based on one of my limericks. 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 86px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/Svon9AVhWNI/AAAAAAAAD0c/jz4_oG3jdSM/s200/jameson-irish-whiskey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402674632000100562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A BOTTLE OF JAMESON in the mail this past week, just out of the blue. It came in an unmarked box, and, when I opened it, there it was, a whole bottle of the stuff. Also in the box was a bag of dirt from Ireland -- which I know sounds odd, but they sell Irish dirt at almost every Irish gift store -- and a note. The note read "Hi Max; We read that you're searching for your Irish roots, and we wanted to send you a little encouragement along your way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note was signed Amy, and she represents a PR firm, The Thomas Collective, that represents Jameson in America, and bravo. Presumably she stumbled across my blog, or my Twitter account, and that was just damned good public relations. If you're reading this, Amy, the Jameson didn't last long, and later the same evening I received it, inspired by a mixture of the stuff and some antihistamines I had taken, I proceeded to wax eloquent about how attractive actor Paul Rudd is (I called him "Jewish gorgeous") and discuss at length just how muscular comedian Carrot Top is. So thank you, Amy, and Jameson, for yet another memorable night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;And that, I must say, was a fairly mild night of Jameson. I have a photo set that I cannot share with the general public, although they suspect its existence, and many of the photographs were likewise inspired by, or, at the very least, fueled by Jameson. After one especially notable evening, finding myself surrounded by grinning and semi-clad pulchritude, I opined that perhaps I should write Jameson a letter of thanks. Consider this to be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should have started by discussing Jameson for this project, but it's a hard thing to talk about, as its the whiskey I drink the most of, and so its flavor has become so familiar to me that I have lost the ability to describe it, in the way that I am not sure I could tell you what milk or chocolate tastes like. But I know the flavor well enough that when I ordered Jameson at a bar the other night, and the bartender brought me something else, I knew it at once. Other critics have described the flavor as light and honey-like, and I'd agree with that -- it's very easy to drink, even straight or with a few cubes of ice. It also has a very long finish, and there is a lot of complexity to the taste, so you end up enjoying the flavor long after you have swallowed the drink itself. Older Jamesons, such as their 12-year, have a sort of spiciness to them that I like an awful lot, but Jameson isn't like a lot of drinks, where their cheapest version is just barely tolerable, and then they make more expensive version for snobs. Jameson Irish Whiskey is excellent, and that may be why it's a little pricier than crappy whiskeys, selling for somewhere between $15 and $20 a bottle. It's worth it. There's a lot of pleasure to be had in drinking Jameson, even when it doesn't inspire nakedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm Minneapolis Irish, and we have a rather rare relationship with Jameson. We apparently drink more of it than anybody else in the world, at one bar, called The Local in downtown Minneapolis. There are plaques on the floor celebrating the fact, and the Star Tribune reported that last year The Local sold 671 cases of whiskey, or about 22 bottles a day. They make a drink at The Local that is quite popular, called the Big Ginger, that consists of Jameson, ginger ale, and, if I don't miss my guess, a dash of bitters, and it's a terrific highball, so I'm not surprised the bar sells so much, even though there are so few Irish in Minneapolis. I mean, we throw a St. Pat's parade every year, which passes The Local, but it is a small community parade, as compared to St. Paul's parade, which is Homeric. St. Paul is so Irish, in fact, that the Pigseye Irish community throws themselves another Irish Festival every year, just to show how serious they are about the subject. Well, you go on and be serious, St. Paul; we Minneapolitans will just continue to drink Jameson, and support the old country that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among certain drinkers, Jameson may be most famous as the drink of choice of Jimmy McNulty from HBO's The Wire, who takes it in shots and famously nearly rejected a free glass of Bushmills, saying that it was a "Protestant whiskey," a scene that I suspect had Bushmills' employees glues to their stock tickers for the next week, making sure McNulty's contempt for their drink didn't cause their market to bottom out. But McNulty is television's premiere plastic Paddy -- he's Irish mostly in his insistence that he is, and in his drinking, and little else. He doesn't belong to a pipe band, for instance, and doesn't spend nights at Gaeltacht classes, exposing himself to the mother tongue, or learning how to step dance. He can sing all the words to The Pogues, but they were based in London, and their biggest audience has always been in the Irish diaspora. So, when McNutty identifies Jameson as an Irish Catholic whiskey, he's only part right. In fact, the difference is that Bushmills is brewed in Northern Ireland -- in Country Antrim, which is a majority Protestant community, while Jameson is brewed in Country Cork in southern Ireland, which has a large Catholic population. There are rumors that King James 1 licensed Bushmills in 1608 under the condition that they not hire Catholics, which is hogwash; additionally, the founder of Jameson was a Protestant from Scotland. Both labels used to be owned by the same company, Pernod-Ricard, which is headquartered in Paris; Bushmills is currently owned by Diageo, which is headquartered in London, and who also owns the Guinness beer brand, by the way. So, despite what McNutty says, insisting on a sectarian difference between the whiskeys is a bit dated, if it ever really existed. Now it's mostly a matter of taste, and then there is also the fact that Bushmills has yet to send me a free bottle of their drink. Step it up, Bushmills. 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It's not a complete survey by any means, but focuses instead on a few of the epochal scripts, productions, and theaters in Irish history, with an especially unusual -- albeit fascinating -- focus on theater riots; it sometimes seems like one of the distinguishing elements about a really good Irish play is that the audience will riot after it. Sometimes they'll riot during it, leaving stagehands barricaded in the costume room with guns as rioters smash furniture to build a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Theater riots aren't unique to Ireland, of course, but this is the first book of theater history that puts them at the forefront of the narrative, and this is, in part, because Morash's central thesis in the book is that Irish theater has been the staging ground for the development of Irish identity and politics. Never mind that the theaters for the first half of the 20th century would frequently mount cowboy melodramas and blackface reviews -- those get mentioned but rarely examined. No, this book is an examination of the tricky subject of national identity, and, as in the case of Ireland, when that identity is formed in opposition to an occupying empire, things are liable to get a bit heated. There was, for instance, the Theatre of Ireland, a fiercely nationalistic offshoot of the Abbey, which would lose almost all of its founders to death or prison after the Easter Rising. In that sort of atmosphere, theater riots can't simply be dismissed as a footnote to theater history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this lens, the book offers a really interesting look at the history of Irish theater, which can sometimes be presented as merely an intriguing literary tale of an island in the Atlantic with an unexpected talent for producing playwrights. No, in Morash's version, even the Irish playwrights who worked outside Ireland -- and there were a lot of them -- wrestled with how to stage the Irish identity. Of course, that means that all sorts of productions that don't directly address Irish politics or identity get left by the wayside in this book, so we see, as an example, playwright Dion Boucicault represented through plays like The Colleen Bawn and The Shaughraun, both of which have explicityly Irish content, but hear very little about his less-specifically Irish melodramas, such as The Poor of New York and The Streets of London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if Morash has expanded the scope of his book to address those sorts of plays, the book would have been several thousand pages, at the very least, and he wisely keeps a tight focus on plays and historical events that assisted in or struggled with the development of an Irish national identity. But this leaves a lot unexplored, including all sorts of performative traditions that require a broader definition of theater than Morash uses, such as the long tradition of the music hall and variety stage in Ireland, which, with its history of short comic sketches based on exaggerated regional caricatures, probably had as much or more of a hand in the development of an Irish identity as did the legitimate stage. 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Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any man what sees it now&lt;br /&gt;Crosses himself and says a prayer&lt;br /&gt;It's heaven just to look upon it&lt;br /&gt;Upon her Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough when she walks by&lt;br /&gt;Not just to stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;Some men are bold and call right out&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do for that Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She carries it in whatever she's got&lt;br /&gt;Her hands or a spare brassiere&lt;br /&gt;Most men want to help her with it&lt;br /&gt;With her Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face is bright and pretty now&lt;br /&gt;Her manner is gentle and fair&lt;br /&gt;But men they are mostly keen for&lt;br /&gt;For her Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a lovely singing voice&lt;br /&gt;We love when she shares her Derry aire&lt;br /&gt;But men say they that much prefer o&lt;br /&gt;Prefer her Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men they fight just to be with her&lt;br /&gt;They shake their fists and glare&lt;br /&gt;She likes it when they battle for&lt;br /&gt;For her Derry Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a man has been driven mad&lt;br /&gt;Frothing and tearing their hair&lt;br /&gt;They never recovered from just one look&lt;br /&gt;Look at her Derry Pear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN TO "DERRY PEAR":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://newsparbersongs.googlepages.com/audio-player.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://newsparbersongs.googlepages.com/player.swf" id="audioplayer1" height="24" width="290"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://newsparbersongs.googlepages.com/player.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="playerID=1&amp;amp;soundFile=http://sites.google.com/site/peterotoolesgroup/songs/DerryPear.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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value='10065306663875883007'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-1949174921870319537</id><published>2009-11-04T21:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:34:50.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETER O&apos;TOOLES'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | THE PETER O'TOOLES: INTRODUCTION</title><content type='html'>AS YOU MAY ALREADY KNOW, I am in an erotic bluegrass band called Courtney McClean and the Dirty Curls. I've been thinking for a little while about doing a little side-venture to this, a bawdy Irish band, and I thought it might be funny to call it The Peter O'Tooles, at least until the real Mr. O'Toole asks us to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;There are a lot of Irish bars around, and most of them offer music, so I expect that I can find some gigs, once I have some songs written and rehearsed. Furthermore, while the band can be of any size at all, it should also be able to compress down to two people -- myself and Coco, who will play bodran -- when circumstances demand it. Heck, it could even get down to just me if it ever comes up. I'll be playing a banjolele for the band, mostly because I already know how to play ukulele, but the banjo sound seems more appropriate to Irish music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Peter O'Tooles will be a bit like the Dirty Curls, in that the focus will be on improper and inappropriately adult songs, although my writing style tends to be a but heavier on puns and innuendo than Courtney McLean, the leader of the Dirty Curls, so I suspect my songs will superficially seem a bit tamer. They won't be, though. Oh no. 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I can't tell you precisely what sort of spices are in it, but the brand compares itself to Captain Morgan in its promotions, and, indeed, the spices taste similar. Captain Morgan keeps a pretty tight lid on the specific spices they use, but they've got vanilla and fruit in their rum, and I'd say this follows suit -- there's a mild vanilla flavor and and hint of orange. There's almost certainly some mild peppercorn and cinnamon, and perhaps allspice and cloves. But it isn't easy to pinpoint precisely what goes into making something like this -- whiskey reviewers always write down what they taste in a glass of whiskey, and it's generally stuff that is unlikely to be in the whiskey: apples, birch bark, candle wax, turkey bone, burnt hair. Whiskey is a complicated and deceptive drink, and all you can really do is say what you think it tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Feckin' Spiced is, according to them, the first spiced Irish whiskey ever. They can't claim to be the first spiced whiskey, as the Ukraine has a tradition of dumping peppers into whiskey to make something called pertsivka; additionally, Seagram's reportedly had a spiced whiskey cooler back in the Eighties, which I will pretend never to have heard of and would appreciate if the subject was never broached again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why spice an Irish whiskey? Presumably for the same reason you spice a rum. Historically, I suspect it was mostly to make a bad rum taste better. In modern times, when a significant portion of the population expresses a terror at any alcohol that has any color in it, I suspect it's to make a hard liquor a little more appealing to the timid and to the declassé, which may be why spiced rum is generally poo-poo'd by connoisseurs. Spiced rums don't seem intended as a sipping rum, although I suspect a very good spiced rum could be made, as there is nothing inherently wrong with adding spices to alcohol; perhaps there are some exquisite spiced rums out there that really are intended to be served straight. But Captain Morgans is a party rum, as its logo and ad campaign should demonstrate, and are intended for young and immature drinkers. I will guess that Captain Morgans is almost always mixed with a soft drink, which, as Paul Fussell pointed out in his book Class, is at the very bottom of the drinking totem pole, classwise, perhaps just beating out shots like the Buttery Nipple as expressions of cultural unsophistication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so be it. I'm not fussy, and drank 7&amp;7s for years, which Fussell specifically names as being an especially proletarian drink. I've had my share of Captain and Coke's, and, in fact, enjoyed one last night after singing filthy bluegrass songs to an almost-empty Eagles club, which is a long and strange story, but, then, so are all my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point is, I'm willing to give Feckin' and Coke a try. Interestingly, combined, the flavor is less like a spiced rum than a bourbon and coke; the spices retreat, and the drinks essential sweetness and smoky undertones come out. You don't really taste the spices until the drink's finish, and they sort of linger in your mouth in a way that's distinctive and appealing. I expect the addition of a citrus wedge, especially orange, would really bring out the spices, but I haven't one on hand, and so can only hazard a guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a bad drink at all, but it's a novelty, and I will be surprised if it can muscle into the already crowded Irish whiskey and spiced rum markets; it seems to be trying to make a place for itself somewhere between those two markets, which will either prove to be terrible clever or suicidal. I know, in my case, when I drink Irish whiskey, I am looking for something that is distinctively, and recognizably, an Irish whiskey, and not something that tastes like an Irishman has been on holiday in the Caribbean. I expect I might have tried this drink out of curiosity even if I wasn't doing this project, and shrugged, and went back to drinking unspiced Irish whiskeys. But, then, I'm not afraid of whiskey, and often forget that others are. There may be an audience for this among the booboisie. Who am I to guess? Many of the flavored rums out there taste like coconut tanning oil to me, and many of the flavored vodkas taste like schnapps made by idiots for people without tongues. The vodka martini tastes to me like rubbing alcohol flavored with olive, and most popular absinthes taste to me like somebody handed Pernod a billy club and told it to hit people on the head as hard as possible. All of these are doing gangbusters, while drinks I genuinely enjoy, such as Pimms, have what can, at best, be called a cult audience. So I guess the lesson is as follows: It doesn't pay to be an alcohol snob when marketing liquor, as the primarily purchaser of the stuff, if you're lucky, is 21-year-old boys hoping to find something that tastes like candy, in order to get 19-year-old girls to drink it and then kiss each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html"&gt;More Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe to Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1499067224587923020-8247755646081269135?l=sparberfans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/feeds/8247755646081269135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1499067224587923020&amp;postID=8247755646081269135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/8247755646081269135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/8247755646081269135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/11/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project.html' title='PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH-AMERICAN PROJECT | POTEEN: FECKIN&apos; SPICED'/><author><name>Max Sparber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773887613885555844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10065306663875883007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/Su5hW-r7cdI/AAAAAAAAD0M/SREiKNq6qX4/s72-c/042208_w02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-8699630529685567240</id><published>2009-10-28T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:06:04.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTEEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | POTEEN: FECKIN' IRISH WISKEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SukLhZrnV0I/AAAAAAAAD0E/nz4pP28UeTE/s1600-h/FeckinBottle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SukLhZrnV0I/AAAAAAAAD0E/nz4pP28UeTE/s200/FeckinBottle.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397858296837658434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT'S TEMPTING TO DISMISS this whiskey on it's name alone, because it's a gag, and I would think that any bartender would start to lose their mind were this to become popular and every half-witted want-to-be wit starts bellying up to a bar and demanding his feckin' whiskey. But, then, Edward Albee named one of his scripts The Play About the Baby just because he thought it would be a funny answer when people asked each other what play they were going to see, and that was nominated for a Pulitzer, so it's good not to be in too much of a rush to judgment just because of a prankish name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;It's worth checking out Feckin' just for its pedigree, as it comes from the Cooley Distillery in County Louth, and they are responsible for some very good whiskeys, including Michael Collins, Tyrconnell and Connemara, the later of which is one of the rare Irish whiskeys that is made with a strong peaty flavor. Their brands tend to be a little spendy, and I suspect Feckin' was created, in part, to offer a less-expensive alternative. I suspect there is one additional reason, implied by their name: They're trying to market their whiskey to a younger and, shall we say, more party-minded buyer. In fact, their are two Feckins, one of them spices, and they actually identify the whiskey as being sort of the Irish equivalent of Captain Morgan's, which has gone to great lengths to market themselves as a party rum. I have a bottle of the Feckin' Spiced as well, but will write about it separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, the Cooley Distillery takes great pains to make the case that Feckin' is a quality whiskey -- they make a lot of noise about it on their &lt;a href="http://www.feckinwhiskey.com/"&gt;Web page&lt;/a&gt;, explaining that this blended whiskey is distilled in traditional copper pot stills and matured for up to seven years in bourbon casks; additionally, they claim the whiskey was created by an "expert panel of blenders." They repeatedly describe the whiskey as "smooth," this being the connoisseur's word for "It went down my throat without causing me to cough up blood." And it is that: Feckin' has a strong flavor, but very little of the alcohol burn that comes from unmellow whiskeys. The bourbon flavor comes through, as does a slight smokiness which is most noticeable in the drinks finish, which is long and pleasant. It doesn't have the spiciness of Jameson or the chocolate qualities of Bushmills, and there are some slightly peaty notes to it that I would ordinarily associate with scotch. No mention of peat is made in any of Feckin's literature, so I assume this either comes from its proximity to the Connemara brand or some lie my taste buds have decided to tell me. The drink actually has more flavor than similar drinks that are marketed to young drinkers, who often don't like and sometimes actively fear the taste of alcohol, but perhaps that is why there is a spiced option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a terrifically complicated drink, and, for my tastes, gets a little dull when drunk straight; it's very possible this is intended to be a mixing whiskey rather than a sipping whiskey, and so I combined a shot of it with ginger ale and a dash of bitters, which is a fairly simply mixed drink but one I find is especially good with Irish whiskeys. Feckin' is quite good this way -- it has a pronounced enough flavor to not get lost in the cocktail, but, because it is blended, is not so idiosyncratic as to overpower the drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that this is a whiskey I would buy regularly -- it's just not especially to my tastes. But, then, I've only drunk a bit of it, and sometimes a whiskey will grow on you. We'll see how I feel when I have lived with it for a week and emptied the bottle. I'll be curious how this does in bars -- Jameson has so completely saturated Minnesota bars, I wonder how well it might compete. It seems to have made it into a lot of bars as a whiskey option, but, then, I tend to go to Irish bars, who often have a decent selection of Irish whiskeys. 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Should you see a show? Does it look interesting to you? If yes, go see it. Hell, go see it if it doesn't look interesting. Go see theater. There's your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're often called on to provide an inventory of the qualities of a play, as though theater required a report card, and it is our job to grade its various elements. How was the costuming? How was the lead actor? The supporting actors? And I'll tell you the truth, I can't stand thinking about theater that way. If ever there was an art form desgined for the staging of complex and contradictory ideas, and for the creation of a limnal space in which the world is complicated and problematized, it is theater, and focusing on the physical details of a play can be enormously distracting from discussing the substance of a play. That's not to say you must never discuss physical details -- after all, if the actor doesn't know his or her lines, and the stage is accidentally set on fire, and somebody absent-mindedly forgets their costume and performs naked, its worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;But, were I to do a proper report card of the Guthrie's production of Brian Friel's Faith Healer, I wouldn't know precisely what to say. It is Guthrie Artistic Director Joe Dowling's acting debut in America, playing Francis Hardy, the titular characer. Dowling can act, and gives Hardy a sort of rugged intelligence. Hardy is supposed to be a bit of a drunk, and that doesn't really come across in Dowling's performance, except in his hair -- Dowling wears a badly cut wig that seems on the verge of simply drooping down across his face; his wig seems like it might have seen a bit of skid row. But can I criticize Dowling for not playing Hardy as a bit of a wretch? No, I cannot, because Faith Healer is about how people change the way they present themselves, and their memories, to suit their needs. It's not Frank Hardy that Dowling is playing, but Hardy as he wants people to see him. The play is a series of four monolgoues, and we don't find out about Hardy's drinking from his mouth. Instead, we find about it from two other characters, and much of what they say doesn't square with what Hardy tells us; their monologues don't even square with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The production, which Dowling also directed, is slow and meditative and mournful, and Dowling benefits from two terrific actors tackling the other monolgues: Guthrie regulars Sally Wingert and Raye Birk, playing Hardy's wife and manager, respectively. Wingert's monologue is troubled: she was barely acknowleged by Hardy, who wouldn't even call her his wife or admit she was from Ireland, and her relationship with him was one of conflict -- and part of that conflict is that she knows she'd be better off without him, but can't stand leaving him, and despises herself for it. Birk, in the meanwhile, offers what seems initially to be a comical monologue about their travels on the road, but gradually reveals a subtle tragedy: Hardy and his wife were the center of his life, but he barely registered in theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only a few stories told in this play, and they are, for the most part, told by all three characters: A lost child, a miracularous healing, and a climactic violent encounter in an Irish pub. But none of trhe characters tell these stories the same way, and essential details are different from story to story, and Dowling's direction highlights these inconsistencies, or, at least, doesn't get in their way. And the truth will not be known -- Friel isn't building a mystery, but, instead, meditating on the way history is up for grabs, and is the providence of the teller. (Critic Fintan O'Toole, discussing the play at the Guthrie on Monday night, pointed out that in Friel's world, and in much of Irish theater, it isn't just the future that is unknowable and ever-shifting, but the past is like that as well.) What's even trickier is that Friel doesn't let on that he thinks there is one truth, and we're just hearing versions of that, which leaves his characters either liars or interpeters. I suspect Friel thinks they are a bit of both. Dowling's direction doesn't lean one way or the other, which I think was the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friel borrows a bit from Irish mythology in the telling of this tale, the story of Naoise and Deirdre, star-crossed lovers who fled to Scotland to avoid being killed, and then were brought back under a false promise of safety. I think it helps to know this play's link to mythology, because, if you read mythology, and, especially Irish mythology, you enter a world in which there are often two or three or sometimes many more versions of a single tale; in this one, for instance, a character either kills herself or dies of a broken heart. Rather than simply tell one version of the story, folklorists have chosen to tell them all, explaining that there are multiple versions. Friel's play has that quality as well, but expands on it, exploring the reasons why people might choose to tell one version of a story over another. So, in Faith Healer, the character Grace is Frank's wife or his mistress, depending on which storyteller tells the story, and she's Irish or English, depending on who is telling the story. Properly, though, she's Anglo-Irish -- she a descendant of the Protestant Acendancy, and part of a privileged (and historically complicated) class in Ireland. Irish theater has examined the frequently troubled relationship between Irish Catholics and Anglo-Irish; Friel himself has tackled it in The Home Place, which the Guthrie mounted a few years ago. But Friel is not addressing it here, or rather, Hardy is not addressing it. There have been a lot of plays about marriages between Irish Cathlics and the Anglo-Irish, and, for Hardy, this is not one of them. He prefers the version of the story in which Grace is English, and his lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dowling has directed this play before, and his previous production, from 1994, was decribed by a New York Times critic as "Incadencent," and he gushed about it being one of the transformative theatrical experiences of his life. I didn't find this production to be that, but, then, I just saw it on Saturday. Sometimes, a play will work on you slowly, and, years later, you'll realize how important it was. A Broadway version of Faith Healer did especially badly, and Fintan O'Toole hypothesized that this was because it was a play that had to create its own place in the world; he points out that it has been far more influential than its few productions and general lack of cricitcal accolades would suggest. But the Guthrie is the right place for it, for two reasons. Firstly, because Brian Friel was, in a way, responsible for Joe Dowling. There is a story of Dowling seeing Friel's Philadelphia, Here I come! at the Abbey Theatre when he was 16, and becoming so obsessed with it that he saw the play night after night. 15 years later, Dowling was the artistic director of the theater, and Dowling has returned to directing Friel over and over again over the course of his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, also, Friel is a product of The Guthrie. Fintan O'Toole spoke of Friel's early work, which was as a short story writer, and explained that there was a crisis of faith that Friel experienced in which he rejected the form and turned to playwrighting, in which he could stage his uncertainties about storytelling. But Friel's early efforts were unsuccessful, until he spent several months in Minneapolis in 1963 at the invitation of Tyrone Guthrie, and watched Guthrie preparing the first season of Guthrie's new theater. It was there that Friel began to formulate Philadelphia, Here I come! ("I went home on a Guthrie high and wrote the play," he said), and the play launched Friel into international success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, that's one version of the story; the version that Friel tells. Interestingly, even though Tony Guthrie himself decalred Friel "a born playwright" upon reading Philadelphia, the Guthrie didn't produce a Friel play until 1996, when Dowling did a version of Philadelphia, 33 years after it was written. Prior to that, you'll find scant, if any, mention of Friel's experiences at the Guthrie in any of the Guthrie literature. It seems somehow appropriate that, for years, there were two version of the opening season of the Guthrie: the first, Brian Friel's, includes Brian Friel; the second, the Guthrie's, generally neglected to mention him. But those stories have dovetailed now; Friel's story is now emphasized in the history of the theater. The past &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;up for grabs, and the telling of it depends on what benefits the teller; in this instance, thanks to Dowling, the Guthrie has realized the value of telling Friel's tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html"&gt;More Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe to Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1499067224587923020-1417919937954348958?l=sparberfans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/feeds/1417919937954348958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1499067224587923020&amp;postID=1417919937954348958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/1417919937954348958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/1417919937954348958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/10/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_28.html' title='PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | CROW STREET, THE IRISH THEATER PROJECT: FAITH HEALER'/><author><name>Max Sparber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773887613885555844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10065306663875883007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SuhAafBDtNI/AAAAAAAADz8/9kjrWcZ3Zbw/s72-c/Faith+Healer++Guthrie+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-3666662245630233916</id><published>2009-10-26T13:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:10:12.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CROW STREET'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BITS AND PIECES'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | CROW STREET, THE IRISH THEATER PROJECT: THE WALWORTH FARCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SuXwlgQmMOI/AAAAAAAADz0/QL784Ly9uis/s1600-h/042008walworthfarce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SuXwlgQmMOI/AAAAAAAADz0/QL784Ly9uis/s400/042008walworthfarce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396984255578779874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WALKER ART CENTER presented Enda Walsh's The Walworth Farce this past week; I presume they did so specifically to make things hard for me. I am only working on two projects now, the first a collection of arts journalistic pieces about The Walker, the second an exploration of my Irish-American identity, including a survey of Irish theater. And so where to put my story about The Walworth Farce? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;This sort of taxonomy is exhausting, and I don't have the energy for it. It's like finding a bug that's part seal, part fluoride, and then being asked to find its proper genus. Just thinking about it is wearying, and so to hell with it, it goes under my Irish-American project, but will be labeled as part of my Walker Project. I think this solution is admirable: It's precisely the sort of compromise that makes progress possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The Walworth Farce, by Enda Walsh. It's a play Walsh wrote for the Druid Theatre Company in Galway, which is not only the first professional theater company to ever have been built in Galway, but is, in fact, the first professional theater company ever to have existed outside of Dublin. When the Druid was first getting off the ground in 1975, it was a bit unusual for an Irish theater, in that its founders were students of theater from NUIG and were steeped in the avant garde theater of Europe and America. Irish theater had, at that time, a long tradition of being somewhat immobile and language-based, consisting of actors fixing themselves on a stage, not moving about too much, and talking, and talking, and talking, and talking. Druid brought a quality of spectacle and physicality to their productions, and The Walworth Farce is very much that. The play is quite knockabout, and let me describe it a bit to give you a sense of what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Farce tells of an Irish family of three living in a tatty flat in London. The father, Dinny, is an angry man in a bad suit and flashy shirt, and, often, a rather horrible wig. Dinny has two sons, Sean and Blake, the former with his head partially shaved like someone preparing for brain surgery, the latter frequently done up in ratty dresses. Two of these three never leave the apartment, while the third, Sean, goes out once per day to purchase groceries. He buys the same groceries every day, which serve as props. And today, at the start of this tale, he has accidentally grabbed the wrong grocery bag, and this will be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the three act out a play every night, devised and modified on the fly by Dinny, who also interrupts the action to act as its director, most frequently when a line is read wrong or a cue is missed, which causes him to fly into tantrums. The three are performing a farce about the reason they left Ireland, and it's a play that requires at least eight actors. Worse still, Dinny never plays anybody but Dinny, and so the others must constantly switch costumes and run about, swapping roles whenever required, and sometimes acting out several parts simply by holding several wigs in the air and changing their voice when the dialogue demands it. Worse stiil, none of them are really actors, and their performances are mannered and occassionally baffling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farce is quite funny -- it opens with two funerals, one of Dinny's mother, who was killed when a dead horse came flying over a hedgerow and crushed her, and one of Dinny's neighbor's father, who dies when his speedboat hit a horse, killing it and throwing it over a hedgerow, if I understood the details correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dind't actually happen, of course. Dinny's tale isn't meant to reveal the truth of his past, but to hide it, and it's just one of the ways he does so, all borrowing from theatrical traditions. He has, as an example, a breathless monologue about coming to London and looking for work as a builder, but the work drying up, and that's a narrative that seems lifted in whole from other plays. Dinny isn't telling the truth here either: There's no evidence he has ever left the London apartment, much less worked in construction, and he has a biscuit tin full of money that he sometimes surreptitiously counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a play about how important the truth is, but, instead, how interesting it is when people lie, and how dangerous it becomes when that lie starts to crumble. The farce is hilarious, but Walsh makes it terrifically difficult to enjoy, because he introduces an interloper, a beaming grocery store employee named Hayley, who talks too much and has a bit of a crush on Sean. Hayley finds herself absorbed into the farce, against her will and at great threat of violence, and she responds to it by weeping in terror. It's one of the most deliberately alienating choices I have ever seen a playwright write into a script, because the farce continues, and continues to be funny, but the weeping Hayley has made it impossible for the audience to enjoy it. It's an astonishing demand to make of an audience, to create an entire act in which they don't know precisely how they are supposed to be feeling about what they are watching. If you try to enjoy the farce, there is Hayley's tears to chastise you for it; but you can't really invest yourself in Hayley, because she's not doing enough to be the dramatic focus of the second act, and so you find yourself returning to the farce, which has grown increasing ridiculous, as if to force you to find it funny again, which you do, and then there are Hayley's tears again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Walker brought Enda Walsh to speak in their cinema space on Sunday, and had Guthrie Artistic Director Joe Dowling on hand to interview him, as the Guthrie cosponsored this production. Additionally, as it happens, Dublin theater critic Fintan O'Toole is in town to speak about Brian Friel's The Faith Healer, which is at The Guthrie just now, and stars Dowling, so O'Toole was invited to participate in the discussion. Again, I am going to assume this is specifically intended to put me out, as I have been a theater critic for a very long time, and nobody ever invites me to Ireland to speak about Minnesota theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walsh is young, or, at least, youngish -- he's about 42, and looks much younger, with boyish features and a near constant smile. He also produced as close to a genuine spit take as I have ever seen in real life when Fintan O'Toole declared that he had once written a truly brilliant essay on Irish theater. Walsh was so surprised by this bit of comic immodesty that he exhaled sharply, but he happened to be drinking water at the time, and he slapped his hand over his mouth to keep the water from spraying out toward the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about the process of writing the play -- that he had written it in four weeks, but, in truth, it had taken him more than a decade to write, ever since he was younger and would walk around London and see the same Irish family every day, and wonder about them. He does not plan what he is going to write when he starts writing, and so he didn't this play going to be a farce, but was surprised by it. There isn't really an Irish tradition of farce, but Enda felt that it was so indigenous to London theater that it was as though it had burrowed like a weed into the home of his Irish expatriates; Walsh lives in London, so perhaps farce also burrowed into his home and sprouted in his play. He apologetically admitted that he knew the first act might be a bit bewildering: "If I saw it, I might leave at intermission," he said. "I'm glad I wasn't in your head when you saw it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to watch three Irishmen talking about Irish theater -- when Americans talk about theater in America, they tend to define it based on themes, or subcultures represented in the plays -- a play will be a product of gay/lesbian theater, or Yiddish theater, or African-American theater. There's rarely talk about American theater, and American writers rarely try to write in a way that says something about Americanness; not any more, at least, although I recall reading early New Yorker pieces about their disappointment with some of Eugene O'Neill's less successful plays, in that they felt America really needed a great playwright, and he might be it, but he hadn't yet written the great American play. That doesn't seem to be the case anymore, and, were I to actually be invited to Ireland to talk about American theater, I don't know just what I would say -- I can't recall the last time I saw or read an American play that was about Americanness. Maybe 1776, which the Guthrie remounted last year, but debuted in 1969. I'm sure there is still somebody out there trying to write plays about what it means to be American, but, for the most part, American plays, if they are about identity, are about what it means to be part of an American subculture or ethnic or racial minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Irish, at least at the Walker on Sunday, still seemed very interested in what it meant to be Irish, and described their theater in those terms. And it's a theme of The Walworth Farce, although it's often addressed satirically -- Dinny, for instance, often plays saccharine old Irish songs, especially Bing Crosby's "Irish Lullaby." But that's not a song about Ireland, but instead a song about longing for Ireland, and the Ireland in it is romantic and mythic, very different from Dinny's native Cork. Listening to the song at one point in the play, Hayley describes what it brings to mind for her: A red-headed girl surrounded by emerald green flora. She asks Sean if this was the Ireland of his childhood. "No," Sean answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you put three natives of Ireland up on a stage to talk about Irish theater, they're going to talk about theater as it relates to Irish identity, but the subject does still seem to be a matter of national obsession. Walsh describes sitting in a bar in Ireland and being confronted by a fellow drinker, who recognized the London accent that has crept into Walsh's native Irish brogue, and demanded to know how he can be an Irish playwright if he lives in the Great Wen. Walsh doesn't answer the question -- he doesn't really need to, as a significant portion of Irish theater was written in London, including the works of Wilde and Shaw. "If they're successful, they're Irish," Dowling deadpanned. "If not?" Dowling then waved his hand dismissively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the discussion was opened to the audience for questions, I had one. I had seen the Guthrie production of The Faith Healer the previous night, and was struck by some similarities -- chiefly that storytelling is used in both plays as a mechanism for masking the truth, rather than revealing it. Walsh and Dowling turned the question over to Fintan O'Toole, and he complimented me on how perceptive my question was; we theater critics stick together like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Toole talked about how language is often used as a mechanism of distraction in Ireland, rather than a tool of communication, and that Irish theater has a history of writing plays that are very talky, but in which the talk is designed to mask the truth, which is shameful and can't be spoken of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is never spoken in The Walworth Farce -- not completely, although, in one of the play's rare moment of forthrightness, Sean does offer up a detailed memory of part of what drove his father out of Ireland. I won't get a chance to see the play again -- at least, not any time soon -- so I picked up a copy of the script. Dinny's little farce should be quite interesting to read, and I think the key to it is to look at the details that Dinny includes, even if they are distorted, such as a murder plot and an internecine battle over money. If O'Toole is right -- and he is a very highly regarded critic, so I suspect he is -- one of the keys to reading Irish theater is to ask yourself what is &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;being talked about, rather than what is, and Walsh's script for The Walworth Farce should be a good starting place for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/bits-and-pieces-walker-art-center_592.html"&gt;More Bits and Pieces: The Walker Art Center Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WACproject" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WACproject" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe to Bits and Pieces: The Walker Art Center Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html"&gt;More Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe to Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1499067224587923020-3666662245630233916?l=sparberfans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/feeds/3666662245630233916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1499067224587923020&amp;postID=3666662245630233916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/3666662245630233916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1499067224587923020/posts/default/3666662245630233916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/10/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html' title='PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | CROW STREET, THE IRISH THEATER PROJECT: THE WALWORTH FARCE'/><author><name>Max Sparber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13773887613885555844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10065306663875883007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YguzGB6vlFQ/SuXwlgQmMOI/AAAAAAAADz0/QL784Ly9uis/s72-c/042008walworthfarce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1499067224587923020.post-711390118723110365</id><published>2009-10-22T13:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:11:20.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH-AMERICAN PROJECT | ON ETHNICITY</title><content type='html'>I'VE BEEN THINKING about the Irish-American identity for a while now, as you can imagine, and it's got me digging about and reading up on the subject of ethnicity, which is quote an interesting subject. And I think it is important to try and understand ethnicity, because the Irish-American identity is an ethnic identity, which is different than the Irish identity, which is a national identity, and that means Irish-Americans and Irish are going to think about who they are differently, and they're going to go about constructing and maintaining their identity differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;The subject of national and ethnic identities is an awesomely complicated one, and there are different schools of thought about these things, but, in general, sociologists agree that these identities are, in part, manufactured. That doesn't mean that there is something illegitimate about them, or that there is an element of deception to them. Instead it means that there have been times in history where codifying an identity was desirably or necessary. The Irish national identity, like every other national identity, developed in order to distinguish the Irish from other developing nations, which coincided with the development of the nation-state, which is actually a relatively new development. National identities didn't really start getting codified until 1800; before then, people defined themselves by tribal, or familial, or religious, or regional affiliations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was certainly true of the Irish. The Irish mythology doesn't see the Irish as natives to Ireland -- instead, it tells of successive groups of Irish occupiers, some of them Gods, who displaced each other until the ancestors of modern Irish finally showed up. These early Irish basically engaged in turf warfare for a while, which is a bit odd to think about. I mean, Ireland is only about the size of Maine, and it's sort of hard to imagine there being a king of Bangor (Stephen King, presumably) and a king of Millinocket (maybe Andrew St. John from television's General Hospital), and that these two cities war with each other. But that's how it was in early Ireland, and it wasn't until a success wave of invaders -- the Vikings in 800AD, the Normans in 1169, and the English, starting in the 1500s -- that the Irish started seeing themselves as a unified group, in opposition to the invading outsiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Irish really developed a group identity in order to distinguish themselves as a national group, and they did this by asking "What are the things that make us different from everybody else." This is a very hard question. There's religion, of course, but not all Irish are Catholic, and some of the people who contributed most to Irish culture were Protestants (most of the founders of the Abbey Theatre, for example). The country also has a small number of Jews who have generally been treated as legitimate Irish citizens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else do you define yourself? There's language, of course, and Ireland has taken heroic steps to retain the Irish language, despite centuries of suppression. But Irish is not the first language for more people in Ireland, and, although it is taught in schools, is still very much a second language to a lot of residents. There's shared history and mythology, and, in fact, at the start of the 20th century, there was a very active antiquarian and folklore movement that sought to record and popularize Ireland's mythology. And there is also culture, such as the music or the theater or the literature that has developed in a country, and that's one that the Irish took very seriously when it was developing its national identity, and that's why you'll still find serious practitioners of folk dances or various styles of folk music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most obvious question of nationality is "where do you come from?", but even that question is a tricky one for the Irish, as the country has had generations of successive settlers, including Hibernio-Normans, who settled in te 1100s and became mostly integrated in Irish society, and the Anglo-Irish, who started getting defined as a separate group in the 17th century, and mostly weren't integrated into the broader Irish population, in part because they were given an increasingly favored status by law. Do these people count as Irish? That was a recurring question in the development of the Irish national identity, and still surfaces from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that Irish-Americans ask in identifying themselves it a bit different, although a lot of the answers are the same. The question people in the Irish diaspora must as is "What stays with us when we leave Ireland that marks us as different from the rest of the population in our new homes?" And another question is "Do we want to distinguish ourselves." There are ethnic groups in the United States that have pretty much wholly integrated themselves into the larger population -- the English settlers in America, for instance, managed to forge the American identity to such an extent that they have never really maintained a distinct ethnic identity in this country. But the Irish had it different. They could easily have assimilated -- after all, they already spoke English, and the Irish quickly became seen as being part of the white majority in America. But the Irish banded together, for a few reasons. There was anti-Irish discrimination, and there was anti-Catholic discrimination; additionally, Irish immigrants frequently all went into the same sorts of employment and lived in the same areas, which helped them maintain a sense of community as an ethnic group. And they quickly found that by banding together as a group, and maintaining that group identity, they could claim a fair amount of social power that would otherwise have been denied them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth noting that the Irish in America were never disconnected from the Irish in Ireland, and the two indenties developed alongside each other, rather than independently. The Irish Republican Army, as an example, was originally the name of an American branch of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, and Irish-Americans actively supported the cause of Irish independence. Irish performers frequently traveled to America, bringing developing Irish cultural expressions to the United States, and some people even settled here and sent their work back to Ireland -- playwright Dion Boucicault as an example. The Irish-American experience is, in large part, defined by this constant contact with Ireland, and I would argue that a large amount of what we now think of as Irish culture was actually created by Irish expatriates abroad and then brought back to Ireland; if I can turn to the example of Irish theater again, it's worth noting how many Irish playwrights worked in London and elsewhere, because Ireland simply did not have a large enough professional theater community to support them. Irish playwrights who have written their work abroad include Congreve, Sheridan, Goldsmith, Wilde, Shaw, Beckett; Enda Walsh, a contemporary playwright, lives in London, as does Martin McDonagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't just true of playwrights. James Joyce wrote most of his work abroad, even though he set his work in Dublin. The Pogues, who, for many, are one of the defining modern Irish bands and the creators of what we now call Celtic Punk, were based out of London and their primary singer and songwriter, Shane MacGowan, was born in Kent, England, although his parents were Irish and he spent much of his childhood in Tipperary (he long claimed to have been born in Ireland; he may still claim it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So an important element of the Irish-American ethnicity is this looking back to, and constant identification, with both the historic and the modern Ireland. As a result, Irish-Americans tend to identify themselves as Irish by the same things the Irish do: music, language, dance (there are quite a number of Irish dance schools in the Twin Cities), food (and drink, obviously), folk takes and mythology, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something else Irish Americans look to in addressing their ethnic identity, and that's the specific history of the Irish in America. Celtic Punk in the United States, as an example, has great interest in the stories of Irish-American enclaves in big cities, especially Chicago, New York, and Boston; a lot of songs are set here. This is true of films that detail the Irish-American experience as well, which are frequently set in slums and tell the stories of Irish brawlers and criminals. There are cultural forms that are fairly unique to Irish-Americans, or have been adapted by Irish-Americans into something unique -- the big example being St. Patrick's Day, which was a fairly sober religious holiday in Ireland and has become a boisterous (and frequently drunken) celebration that often has more to do with a cliched and invented Ireland than the actual Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing about exploring this project is seeing just how plastic National and ethnic identities are -- how they are constantly reinvented, both by the group and by individuals, as they attempt to fashion an identity that fits them and serves their purpose. All of it is authentic, in its own way -- there's very little in a cultural identity that doesn't have actual precursors in history, which makes sense, as culture is created by looking backward. There are some things that seem to be made up wholecloth, such as the Irish runes that some places sell for fortune telling, but these are pretty rare. Instead, you see this constant process of taking what is old and making it new again, by reinterpreting (or, sometimes, misinterpreting) it for contemporary purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is especially interesting in modern America, where, after all, Irish-Americans have no pressing need to band together as a group, and could easily just be absorbed into the larger population (and many are; there are quite a few Irish-Americans who don't really care much about their ethnic identity). The Irish who are maintaining an ethnic identity now aren't doing it so much because it's socially useful or necessary. I suspect there are a few reasons people do maintain this identity, though. Some grew up with it, and it's what they know. But there are others, like me, who do it because they like it. And having an identity out of choice is very different than having an identity out of need, and that is something that really does distinguish the Irish in America from the Irish in Ireland, and I suspect my be some of the basis for some Irish being dismissive or hostile to the Irish-American identity. The Irish in Ireland have to be Irish; we Americans can choose not to be especially Irish-American, and nobody will think twice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll explore this further as this project continues, but it's what's been knocking around in my head, and so I wanted to get it down in the blog, as a jumping off point for further posts that will address this question of cultural identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html"&gt;More Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe to Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLASTIC PADDY'/><title type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH-AMERICAN PROJECT | COUNTY LIMERICK: DON'T TAKE IT OFF JUST YET</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I neglected to mention&lt;br /&gt;That you have my complete attention&lt;br /&gt;While your new silk brassiere&lt;br /&gt;Is exquisite and sheer,&lt;br /&gt;I am most impressed by its suspension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me look a moment longer, my dear&lt;br /&gt;At this truly remarkable brassiere&lt;br /&gt;To lift and separate&lt;br /&gt;And to support such a weight&lt;br /&gt;Is the work of a brilliant engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sparberfans.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-paddy-irish-american-project_26.html"&gt;More Plastic Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlasticPaddy" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png" alt="" 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type='text'>PLASTIC PADDY: THE IRISH AMERICAN PROJECT | CROW STREET, THE IRISH THEATER PROJECT: INTRODUCTION</title><content type='html'>I'VE COMPLAINED ABOUT the Guthrie's artistic director, Joe Dowling, in the past, and sometimes I feel a little guilty about the fact. I grew up with the Guthrie when it was headed by Alvin Epstein, Liviu Ciulei, and, particularly, Garland Wright, and I think I have sometimes knocked Dowling for not being those men. Some of my criticisms have been justified, and some, I expect, have just been from the Guthrie not being the theater I wish it was. But there is an advantage in having Dowling in charge of the Guthrie, and I don't know that I have given him enough credit for it: Dowling was the head of Dublin's Abbey Theatre for seven or eight years, and having him at the helm of the Guthrie means that every so often, the Guthrie is like The Abbey Midwest. Dowling is good at directing Irish plays -- often very good, in fact -- and has access to and his pick of actors from Ireland and Great Britain. You can usually count on there being one Irish play per season, and seeing The Plough and the Stars with Milo O'Shea, which was staged at The Guthrie in 2000 (I &lt;a href="http://www.citypages.com/2000-05-10/arts/wrath-of-the-irish/"&gt;reviewed it&lt;/a&gt;), is an undeniable treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I say this as an introduction to a new project, which is exploring Irish (and, to the extent that it exists, Irish-American) theater. I do this for one particular reason. I feel that I have sort of lost my way as a playwright. I don't know precisely what it is; it's probably a few things. I have sort of gravitated away from my early writing, which borrowed from folk culture and fantastic literature and excited me, to semi-contemporary scripts told in a fairly realistic fashion, and the voice I have been writing with is one I no longer recognize as my own. I've also felt that theater can no longer be what it once was; I think we are at a transformative moment in American theater. But I don't know yet what it will transform into, and it is something I have been thinking about for quite a while. So I start projects, and they interest me for a while, and then I feel that I have hit a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sure looking forward like this is the way to write. After all, playwrights are inheritors of long traditions of theater, and they're job isn't to invent something new so much as it is to find contemporary ways of using these traditions. And so I think it would do me well to look back on one specific tradition, that of Irish playwrighting, and see if it inspires me in any way. As I've mentioned, Minneapolis is a pretty good town for this, and not just because of the Guthrie -- I would say in the past decade I have seen three or more plays by Irish playwrights per year from various theater companies, and sometimes more. I will, in fact, be seeing three this week, two at the Guthrie (an Oscar Wilde play and a Brian Friel piece) and one at the Walker Art Center, a touring production of The Walworth Farce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a lot of Irish plays, and it won't be enough to just hope that somebody gets around to producing them soon or later. So I will be reading a lot, and that's mostly what I will be reading about. And, when I get a chance, I will be talking to people who make Irish theater, or have studied it, and I'll include that here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the name? Well, Crow Street was the location of one of Ireland's first theaters, and I find the name evocative. 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