Good news in time for Christmas this year; the Warehouse Theater will continue to operate through next summer, according to the institution. The venue is currently hosting Scena Theater’s The Maids and will have new shows in February and March. That also means it remains a venue for next year’s Fringe Festival. The Warehouse is still looking for a new home. Despite the usual winter doldrums that December brings, there are still a number of…
A little love, please, for Trixie Little and her sidekick/nemesis/duet partner, the Evil Hate Monkey. We can say without fear of contradiction that Trixie is best and bendiest burlesque detective we know, and Evil is without a doubt her most simian lover/termentor. This Baltimore-based dynamic duo has plenty of local admirers thanks to their appearances at the Birchmere, Palace of Wonders, and elsewhere — and unlike Batman & Robin, they are refreshingly open about…
For those of you who love the Warehouse Arts Complex as much as we do, some bittersweet news just came in from owners Paul and Molly Ruppert. As you’ve already heard, Warehouse will close its cafe and music venue at the end of this month, thanks to skyrocketing property tax bills. Not that we had any doubts, but we’re pleased to learn that the Rupperts are organizing a closing night gathering to say goodbye to…
MONDAY >> The wait is over! We’ve been anxiously awaiting the start of Fort Reno’s season, and the day has finally arrived. Head up to the park and hear one of DCist’s favorite local outfits, Deleted Scenes, along with Mass Movement of the Moth and The Boom Orangutangs. >> It’s movie night at Galaxy Hut, and tonight the theme is 80s Surf Films. Get your Point Break on and drink an Alagash or twelve. It…
Former Editor-in-Chief Ryan Avent writes a weekly column about neighborhood and development issues. You have to love the really idiosyncratic corners of a city. The hundred year-old oddities with rich histories and lovely faces that look wholly out of place amid more recent arrivals. The Warehouse Theater is just such a place. Sitting quiet and unassuming on a small stretch of 7th Street NW near the hulking new Washington Convention Center, the Warehouse has been…
>> Tony Snow, Dan Bartlett and the White House Press Corps turn a routine presser into a Christopher Nolan movie for morons. The Pledge: Snow and Bartlett begin an ordinary conference on the record. The Turn: Halfway through, the two make their ordinary act seem extraordinary by suddenly becoming Anonymous White House Sources. The Prestige: Everyone assembled acts as gallingly obsequious as possible to enforce the illusion that the American people are children that should…
By DCist contributor Joelle Seligson Zach Condon, a multi-instrumentalist from Albuquerque, has named his band Beirut. His debut album is called Gulag Orkestar – an invented orchestra of the Soviet slave labor camps – but he doesn’t sing in Russian. And though he’s a 20-year-old musician (with underground fame to spare), he didn’t dub himself after a drinking game. Condon’s Southwestern roots are a most unlikely origin for a band where Balkan folksongs and gypsy…
Well folks, we’re down to the last three days of this city-wide performing-arts smorgasbord. If you are Fringing hardcore, now’s the time to catch up with the shows you missed last weekend. If you can’t take it anymore, gather with your fellow Fringers and Fringe artists at the Warehouse Friday and Saturday nights at midnight for drink specials and a handful of special performances Saturday night. But if you’re looking for more, head downtown to…
Today at the Fringe, ethnicity is explored through dance, a pair of cabaret acts make their debut, and some drenched French whores finally get their star-crossed production off the ground. But first, it looks like we spoke too soon about ticket availability for the One-Man Star Wars Trilogy–an alert DCist tipster dispensed the bad news last night–sold out straight up and down. A pity, because Charles Ross is headed to Edinburgh after the Capital Fringe…
Cabaret does not seem to be a format of entertainment that appeals to everyone. In fact, most fans of the style that I know either starred in their high school production of Pippin and/or could be caught singing “Maybe This Time” in the shower. Then again, The Warehouse Next Door was packed with eager audience members and clear Cabaret fans (this writer included) Tuesday night, so either D.C. has a lot of former theatre people,…
