Berkeley so far is a trip--sunny, bright, filled with happy people who seem to have their medications balanced. No one has compelled me to do yoga. Our apartment has a small patio. In all ways, I can totally work here, and the staff of Berkeley Rep are a dissolute bunch of yahoos in the best possible way.
I'm off to a 9am rehearsal. I guess the hours go with the yoga and the balanced mind shit, but daaaaaaamn...in NYC I'm often going to bed at 4am, so this seems like unnatural punishment.
Oblig NYT link: a review of Fascinating Aida, who performed with me at Edinburgh last summer. verdict from the Times is a big thumbs up.
Oblig snarky link: a great piece on New York theater's most hated critic, Michael Riedel. Required reading.