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Across the Causeway

A visit to Galveston is a prescription for healing


By Forest Riggs

These days it seems as if everyone—and I do mean everyone—is overwhelmed, overworked, frustrated, angry, fed-up, depressed, aggravated and not happy.
Aside from politics, scandals, lies, name-calling and juvenile tweets from the White House, folks along the Southeast Texas Gulf have suffered horribly over the last few months. Mother Nature, in all her strength, blew down and flooded entire cities, in many cases washing away populated neighborhoods, and not just here. Our beautiful U.S. territories in the Caribbean have been dealt a blow the likes of which has crippled them. Months have passed with humans in this hemisphere going without shelter, food, water, electricity and the very basic things that make life livable.
In California, wildfires have been so intense they could not be stopped for days. They wiped away entire communities, neighborhoods, lives and thousands of acres of land.
The news has been horrible, from all sides and all angles. The mass shooting in Las Vegas, the murder and dumping of a small child—all of these things haunt our collective psyche and, in time, take a tremendous toll on our individual minds, hearts and general well-being.
A year ago, the LGBTQ community sat poised, waiting for the election of new president, one that promised social changes and good things for America. Instead, on a platform of “Make American Great Againâ€, Americans got “Make America Hate!†The race was bitter and nasty and that attitude has boiled over into public unrest, crime and a weakened image of America around the globe. Where we were once the leader, we are now the bully. LGBTQ folks are once again feeling threatened, denigrated and stripped of their basic rights as U.S. citizens. The government is being seeded with hate-mongers who hide behind religion and spew lies, turning friend against friend, marginalizing populations and people that don’t fit their ideas of how to make America great. It seems the more we progress, the more we get knocked back and return to antiquated laws, policies and ways of thinking. It is sickening.
All of this combined with the daily stress of living has created a sad and sick pall over our human existence. We know this cannot continue and that change begins with each of us doing our part to stop the madness and heal our hearts and minds. That is what makes American great, not dividing and labeling.

What to do?
How do we deal with all of it? How do we cope? We start by finding things and places that bring us peace and joy, whether real and tangible or just in our minds. Everyone has things, people, places and events that evoke gentle, sweet, fun and positive thoughts. This is where we need to be, in our minds and in our activities.
It is finally fall, the weather has cooled, and though many are still hurting and suffering from fires, storms, earthquakes and, yes, even elections, it is time to shift gears, make ready for the holidays and take chances on those things that we know bring us happiness—festivals, house parties, concerts, drag shows, intimate dinners with good friends, holiday movies, making cookies with loved ones, giving and sharing of our time and talents to help others, volunteering—anything that breaks the recent patterns of hopelessness, gloom and doom. We just have to step outside of our comfort zone, which ironically these days, is full of discomfort, and make happiness happen! Get a group of friends together, listen to music, cook, take a trip—whatever it takes to change feelings and dispel negativity. This fall in particular, we should all attempt to see a live show, take in a holiday concert, gather with others and be surrounded with laughter, hugs and good times.
The island of Galveston is certainly not the Caribbean, Hawaii or some other idyllic tropical getaway, but it is a start, and place to begin in an effort to make a shift in our energies. The Island, especially at this time of year, offers a great many activities and events to lift the spirits, rescue our tired minds and find some joy in a world that chokes us daily, even if just as a quick get away with friends for some fine dining or a slow walk on the seawall, be silly and try out the Pleasure Pier, or stroll The Strand at dusk and watch gas lights flicker.
Sometimes, the simplest things bring the greatest pleasure. Museums, concerts, block parties and festivals are all waiting for your exploration. Even a walk through timeless cemeteries or a ride on a free ferry, can change your entire energy and outlook. Will it pay the bills? Will it bring back burned and flooded houses? No. Can it take away the pains of our “modern†lives? No. It can, however, even if for a brief time, take us away from our troubles and help us forget the bad things that dog each of us. The catch is, we have to make the effort and just take chance at doing something different for a change.
Not-so-sleepy ol’ Galveston is here, and always has been, waiting to help anyone who comes looking. Shops, restaurants and open beaches beckon, and locals long to proudly share their treasures with you.
Sometimes, everything you need is just across the Causeway!

Forest Riggs, a resident of Galveston is no stranger to the adventures of life. A former educator and business owner, he enjoys Island life and all that comes with it. He says he is a “raconteur with a quixotic, gypsy spirit.†He has written for several newspapers and magazines as well as other writing pursuits, including a novel and collection of short stories.

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What A World

Sealed with a gift


By Nancy Ford

About that speech that our president delivered to those super-duper, MAGA-humping, Bible and Trump-thumping attendees of the Values Voter Summit. Yes, by now, this is old news; who knows what fresh new hell the Orange Menace will have gotten us all into by the time this issue of MONTROSE STAR lands in our precious readers’ hands? (North Korea, we’re looking at you.)
A refresher: Last month in Washington D.C., President Trump delivered the keynote address to a gathering of alt-right religious extremists. The Values Voter Summit’s main sponsor is the frothingly anti-gay Family Research Council (FRC), which, you’ll remember, is that charming group declared by the Southern Poverty Law Center to be an official hate group, right up there with the Klan and Westboro Baptist Church.
This was Trump’s second consecutive appearance at the annual Summit, having included it in his 2016 campaign slog to the White House, hoping to squeeze out more votes from the alts. In his speech this year, he actually let it slip exactly how important these people are to him: “One of the promises I made you was that I’d come back. See?’ And I don’t even need your vote this year! Can I take next year off or do I have to be back?†he said to the cheering, glassy-eyed, oblivious, drooling crowd.
Other speakers included Steve “I’m a Leninist†Bannon, U.S. Senator Ted “Porno†Cruz, and one of the bearded bombast-hurlers from Duck Dynasty. Or maybe he was from ZZ Top. No, it was Duck Dynasty. ZZ Top wouldn’t do us like that.
In addition to all of the anti-equality propaganda they could slurp up, attendees at the Summit were given a SWAG bag of freebies. What was in the bag? I’m thinking, no condoms, “I’m With Her†refrigerator magnets or two-for-one discount coupons to the symphony.
Instead, one of the items in the bag was a pamphlet advertising a 607-page book titled The Health Hazards of Homosexuality. According to Queerty.com, the book claims that “homosexuality is not innate,†and lists all the “‘self-harming’ behaviors LGBTQ practice in their daily lives like bondage/sexual sadomasochism, partner abuse, and the safer sex lie that is causing disproportionate disease incidence among gays, lesbians, and bisexuals.â€
The book also explores all the reasons, Queerty.com continues, “why homosexuals have shortened lifespans, chronic conditions, lower quality of life,†how “bisexuals have the highest incidence of pathologies,†and how “lesbians and heterosexuals are imitating unsafe homosexual male practices.â€
I think they mean butt stuff.
I hope this pamphlet wasn’t the only thing in that bag. Maybe next year, organizers can also gift this goofy god squad with:
– A commemorative photo of Kim Davis, that infamous county clerk from Kentucky who has been elevated to sainthood by the FRC since she refused to issue marriage licenses to same-sex couples. Suitable for framing (or darts).

– A cake mix (angel cake, most likely) to make their own damn cakes so they can be sure not to employ heathen bakers who might dare to bake cakes for same-sex weddings.

– A pair of scissors and a can of Aqua Net (super hold) so they can do their own hair after they incarcerate all the really good stylists.

– A television remote control device that blocks all television shows containing positive portrayals of The Gay. This basically leaves only The 700 Club and most of the Fox News Channel for their viewing pleasure.

– Matches for book burning. This implies that VVS attendees actually read, so a small book of matches will suffice. May also be used to light tiki torches for spontaneous neighborhood Nazi marches.

– A long red necktie to emulate their Dear Leader, and to use as a tourniquet to stop their bleeding should they ever visit Lakewood Church when its raining, in case Lakewood’s delicate roof should cave in on their heads. Made in China.

– A roll of paper towels for when a hurricane hits their region.

– A pocket catheter in the event they should find themselves in desperate need of a public toilet, but are too afraid to use it because they might run into one of those scary transgender folks.

– A flashdrive containing a PowerPoint presentation explaining to the Pearly Gates keepers how abusing the poor, sick, aged and needy, and preventing the aforementioned transgender folks from using a public toilet trumps (pun completely intended) the Ten Commandments, The Beatitudes and that business in the New Testament about “suffer the little children to come unto Me.â€

By the way, just to tie up the whole matter with a big, flaming alt-right bow, on the very same day Trump delivered his Values Voters Speech he also de-certified Obama’s lauded Iran nuclear deal, bringing his FRC friends—and the whole wide world—that much closer to eternity.
World without end, amen.

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Theatre Suburbia presents Norm Foster’s ‘A Snow White Christmas’


Once upon a time, Prince Charming was riding through the forest when he found Snow White fast asleep. He leaned over and kissed her. She opened her eyes and sat up with a smile and everyone was happy. The Prince took Snow White to his palace where they were married and lived happily ever after…or did they?

Find out when Theatre Suburbia presents Norm Foster’s delightful holiday romp, A Snow White Christmas, a new story on the timeless fairy tale for the entire family.

The cast of characters includes Mary Mink as Snow White, David James Barron as Vincent Charming, Kali Marie Potter as Max, Ray Kroulik as Freddy, Francisco Guzman as Derek, Phyl Deany as the Fairly Good Mother and Kate Seabrook as Prudence. Their performances are supported by Suzanne King as stage manager and Madeline at tech. The show is directed by Judy Reeves with assistant director, Pamela Branstetter.

The show opens November 3, and runs through December 2, Friday and Saturday evenings at 8:30 p.m. and Sundays at 3 p.m. (November 19 and 26, only) at Theatre Suburbia, in near northwest Houston.
Theatre Suburbia is Northwest Houston’s longest running all-volunteer playhouse. It is currently celebrating the first show of its 57th season and has produced over 350 shows, providing quality, live theatre to the Houston area.

WHAT: A Snow White Christmas
WHEN: November 3 through December 2, 2017. Fridays and Saturdays, 8:30 p.m.
Sundays, November 19 and 26, 3 p.m.
WHERE: Theatre Suburbia, 4106 Way Out West, Suite N, 77092
TICKETS: Adults, $16. Students, Seniors and Sunday Matinees, $13
RESERVATIONS: 713-682-3525 or TheatreSuburbia.org

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Rock, Broadway and humor take the stage


By Randall Jobe

Mildred’s Umbrella Theatre Company presents Charise Castro Smith’s horror comedy, Feathers and Teeth. The story is about a factory town in the late 1970s and a teenager, Chris, and her father’s fiancée, Carol. Their relationship makes for a tense atmosphere that gets even more stressful when Chris’s dad, Arthur, hits a mysterious creature. A series of events spins frighteningly out of control. Through November 11. Spring Street Studios. Tickets: MildredsUmbrella.com or 832-463-8409.

Music Box Theater brings Emmy Award winner Ernie Manouse from Houston Public Media on board with regulars Rebekah Dahl, Brad Scarborough and Luke Wrobel in Three-Part Harmony: The Rise and Fall of an American Cover Band, a musical satire on the art of documentary filmmaking. Manouse interviews three disbanded singers as they relive their glory days as arguably “the best cover band of all timeâ€. Features renditions of the music of Ray Charles, Bruce Springsteen, Simon and Garfunkel and many more. Through December 1. Friday and Saturday, 7:30 p.m. Sunday, November 12 and 26, 2:30 p.m. Tickets: TheMusicBoxTheater.com or 713-522-7722.

In an exciting collaboration, Obsidian Theatre brings the wildly popular production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch to Rich’s Nightclub. Starring Blake Jackson returning as Hedwig (winner of the Houston Press Theatre Award as Best Newcomer), the musical tells the tale of a botched sex change that spurs a rock and roll band. Monologues and rock sounds fuel this 90-minute whirlwind that takes the audience on Hedwig’s journey to find herself. November 2 through 18. Rich’s Nightclub, 2401 San Jacinto with theatre-style seating and a full bar. Parking is free. Tickets: RichsNightclub.com/events. Information and group sales: 832-494-0001.

Theatre Suburbia presents Norm Foster’s delightful holiday romp, A Snow White Christmas, a new story on the timeless fairy tale for the entire family. November 3 through December 2. Fridays and Saturdays, 8:30 p.m. Sundays, November 19 and 26, 3 p.m. 4106 Way Out West, Suite N, 77092. Tickets: 713-682-3525 or TheatreSuburbia.org

Humorist David Sedaris appears in his latest stage piece, Theft by Finding Diaries. 
Through his social critiques, Sedaris has become one of America’s preeminent humor writers, addressing the human condition with sardonic wit. Theatregoers are familiar with Santaland Diaries, his popular take on a Macy’s Christmas elf. One performance only, November 6. Presented by Society for the Performing Arts at Jones Hall. Tickets: SPAHouston.org or 713-277-4772.

Here’s a little something different for musical theatre lovers. The Houston Symphony presents Broadway Today, a show-stopping night of modern Broadway hits from The Book of Mormon, Miss Saigon, Dear Evan Hanson, Once, Little Shop of Horrors and more! November 10 through 12. Jones Hall. 615 Louisiana Street. Tickets: www.houstonsymphony.org or 832-487-7041.

Celebrating its reopening after the destruction of Hurricane Harvey, The Alley Theatre returns with Houston’s seasonal favorite, A Christmas Carol – A Ghost Story of Christmas. In this reimaging of Charles Dickens’ original A Christmas Carol, there are still ghosts of Christmas past, present and future who visit Ebenezer Scrooge and take him on an eye-opening journey on Christmas Eve. The story is one of redemption and the spirit of the holiday season, suggested for general audiences ages six and up. November 24 through December 30. The Alley Theatre’s Hubbard Theatre. 601 Texas Avenue.
Tickets: 713-220-5700.

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Behind the ‘Angry Inch’


By Randall Jobe

Actors often have stories of how they fell into the theatre almost by accident, or possibly through some predestined acts of fate. Blake Jackson, who revives his role of Hedwig in the November production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, at Rich’s Houston, is no exception. As a high school student, his mother, a cafeteria lunch lady, encouraged him and his sister to take risks and try new things. One suggestion was the class next to the lunchroom—the theatre department. Jackson found himself auditioning and being cast in a small part. However, with his acting and singing talents on view, it wasn’t long before he was playing lead roles and finding a fascination with the art.

It was another female who led him to Hedwig. His girlfriend encouraged him to dress as the sex change rock and roll singer for a party; soon after Obsidian Theater announced auditions for the musical. Unfortunately, director Chris Patton had decided to see only eight people and all spots were filled with talented hopefuls. At the encouragement of another actor, Patton was convinced to see Jackson. He was the final person to audition and the decision to immediately cast Jackson was unanimous among director and producers.

The initial run of Hedwig at Obsidian Theater was a huge success with sellout houses and great reviews. The story of a botched sex change who forms a rock and roll band, “The Angry Inch†and her search for love and her own identity was nominated for Best Musical by Houston Press’ Theatre Awards, but lost to another Obsidian production. Jackson was named winner of The Best Newcomer Award. Then came the offer from Rich’s Nightclub to remount the show for a limited run—an obvious choice since Hedwig takes place in a club. After countless talks and negotiations, arranging of schedules and working out the technical aspects of such an endeavor, dates were set to perform Hedwig for eleven shows in November.

Jackson is excited to recreate the role of Hedwig, which he considers the most challenging portrayal to date. “The constant unraveling of the character, finding a method to the madness and discovering cohesiveness,†says Jackson, “was demanding and exciting.â€

He also talks openly about how the issues facing Hedwig’s gender identity led him to understand and allow his own exploration of his masculine and feminine sides. His take-away from the dynamic monologues and rock lyrics that move the story is “the importance of love of self, that you are your own best friend.†He sites the support and understanding of his girlfriend and other for bringing him to an understanding and ability to play Hedwig, appearing in full drag for the majority of the 90-minute play.

Patton insists that Hedwig “combined three of my favorite things: musical theatre, glam-rock and drag!†He was first drawn to the play when he was introduced to the soundtrack. He grew up with punk rock and new wave and Hedwig placed them together in a non-traditional theatrical setting. He would spend years before directing the play, teaching children’s chorus for HITS Theatre School, being involved in fifty or sixty productions, doing voice-overs and directing animated stories. He is currently working on filming three short screenplays he has written dealing with homosexuality and mental illness.
As for the future for actor Jackson, he seems to be willing to “go where it takes me.â€

His hope is that the theatre remains meaningful and that he can “be happy.†His easy-going, charismatic personae seems a little distant from a lot of actors, who so often are driven by an almost excessive search for notoriety. However, he seems comfortable in his 23-year old skin and, like the role he plays as Hedwig, he will undoubtedly discover many things about himself and life whether the theatre remains his home or not. But, with Hedwig looming and a recent role as a decidedly different character in a production of Mrs. Warren’s Profession, all signs lead to a lasting and prosperous relationship with the stage.

Hedwig and the Angry Inch plays at Rich’s Nightclub (2401 San Jacinto,) Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays, November 2 through 18, with one “pay-what-you-can†performance on Monday, November 13. All curtains at 8 p.m. with doors opening at 7 p.m. Tickets: $35 (premium seating), $25 (general seating) and $15 (standing room only) with additional options for VIP seating with bottle service. Full bar service, otherwise. Free parking. Reservations: RichsNightClub.com/Events. Information: 832-494-0001.

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Like Whiskey? Bosscat May Be Your Place


By Jim Ayres

I’m so glad the Astros made the World Series! By the time this column hits the streets, we’ll know if the Astros won it all, but the night I visited Bosscat Kitchen & Libations, the Yankees were having none of it.
Seated at the very last available table, I had a grand view of the backside of the bar and the kitchen prep area. Situated between the two was one of many giant TV screens showing the Yankees pounding the Astros in ALCS Game 3. But what could have been a very sad experience turned out to be great.
Bosscat certainly knows its whiskey. They have over 300 whiskeys, bourbons and scotches from around the world. I must say the old-fashioned I started the evening with was easily the best I have ever had. I’m not sure what brand they used—it was a smooth one—but the bitters were sweet, spicy and artisanal. I made sure to sip it slowly, so I could savor it through my meal.
Located just off Westheimer on Mid Lane, Bosscat’s River Oaks location is only its second, after the original in Newport Beach, California. The valet parking lot, dotted with luxury makes including a rare Maybach, says “money†but the inside shouts “upscale ice house.†Garage-like doors opened to let the cool breezes in.
Lighting is dramatic, but furnishings are basic. Still, I was looking forward to a juicy steak. I don’t know why I thought this place had steaks. Maybe it’s the name. Maybe it’s the high-roller vibe. But steaks are nowhere to be found on the menu. As I discovered, that’s totally OK.
I could have slurped the house Tomato Bisque all night. It’s served with a not-so-mini Mini Grilled Cheese Sandwich. For $9 it’s a steal. It’s a basic butter-griddled sandwich, just cheddar cheese and white bread, but it’s perfectly crispy and delicious.
The soup itself is like a warm Bloody Mary mix. Celery, beef stock, Worcestershire and horseradish doctor up what’s very likely a canned tomato bisque base. Or maybe they just stirred in Bloody Mary mix. I didn’t care. I loved the flavors and the piping hot serving will be perfect for the cooler days ahead.
When my Bosscat Burger arrived, I beheld its beauty. I didn’t specify temperature when ordering, but it was served at a very pretty medium rare. The patty was very well seasoned with an assertive beefiness. Salad stuff was fresh. Parmesan made a different but tasty alternative to cheddar. The comeback sauce was zesty, and the bacon was crisp. I enjoyed this burger immensely.
Other menu items include Poutine, Frog’s Legs and something called “Pig Candy.†Tell you what—you try them and tell me what you think! Bosscat can boast some of the friendliest servers in town. If you check the Yelp reviews, many commenters call out their favorite servers by name. Terry gets a lot of shout outs, but I had Henry for my visit and he was both knowledgeable and happy to be there!

Bosscat Kitchen & Libations
4310 Westheimer Road
Houston, Texas 77027
281-501-1187
www.BosscatKitchen-Houston.com