Downstage right is a cabinet of crystal figurines, concentrating the light to shimmer with rainbows. Their allure is hypnotic: ghostly against the dark curtain, reflection distorted on the marley; delicious as diamonds but far more fragile, they remain in place throughout the performance, surely shivering with every footfall on the floor. Stacked stage left are […]
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There’s no devil in Burnham’s Dream: The White City, only music
Ragtime! Waltzes! World’s Fair architecture!