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DAD’S GARAGE THEATRE – A FAREWELL TO ELIZABETH ST

This place. It means a lot to many fine people. These walls have housed years of work, creativity, talent, shenanigans, and beer buckets. I have laughed here, cried here, performed here, taken many photos here, passed out here. Most importantly, I’ve forged relationships here that have significantly shaped who I am as a person, and more specifically, an artistic person. I can’t fully or properly describe the entity that’s contained within this space. It’s a special family member within a pretty vast family, and it’s going away. Before grabbing a tissue and singing “End of the Road” by Boyz II Men, I should point out that Dad’s Garage Theatre Company will still be in full force with shows, a mere couple-a blocks down the way at 7 Stages in Little 5. In fact, try to catch their last shows in the old building this weekend! My post here and these photos are simply a so-long to the original space itself. So, here’s to 280 Elizabeth Street, and all it’s glorious weirdness and history.

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  • July 24, 2013 - 9:13 pm

    crackhead9000 - Thanks. I’m crying now, you dick.

  • July 24, 2013 - 9:27 pm

    stacey - I love you too, jerk.

  • July 24, 2013 - 9:27 pm

    Michael McReynolds - awwwww, this makes me so sad. But I think it will be a good thing. Eventually.

  • July 24, 2013 - 10:10 pm

    Hayley - I just cut some onions…that’s why my vision’s all blurry. Yeah. That’s it.

    Thanks, lady. Beautiful.

  • July 24, 2013 - 10:18 pm

    Holly B - Some people are not really dead to us, Scooter. And Thank You so much, Stacey… these photos are great.

  • July 24, 2013 - 10:31 pm

    fatt stampon - nailed it. great series!

  • July 24, 2013 - 10:39 pm

    Kyle Weir - No one today would remember me. I was in Unseen Hand, Archangels Don’t Play Pinball and others. Did some Free Parking and the first show in the Top Shelf (Oddyssy of Modesty Forth).
    Loved that place,most wonderful acting family Ive been honored to be part of. It will be sorely missed. But glad the company perseveres.

    Love, knishes and BACON!!
    Kyle Weir

  • July 25, 2013 - 3:19 am

    Ian Fuller - To everything there is a season. A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together: A time to throw empty beer bottles at the building, a time to go into the kudzu: A time to pass out on the couch, a time to stagger home: A time to mourn, a time to dance: A time to have punk bands play a party, a time to have Van Halen cover bands play: A time to eat bacon, a time to move to a new space.

  • July 25, 2013 - 11:12 pm

    Effin Frang Melei - These are fantastic. I’ll miss the old building, sure, but home is where the people are. Time to make new memories!

  • July 27, 2013 - 7:29 am

    John DuBose - Yeh, many an unmuffled laugh has shaken these hallowed walls. It has been my privilege to ply my lowly crapenter skills in this joyous place. Good luck and Thanks, Stacey, a truly awesome tribute.

  • July 27, 2013 - 10:45 pm

    Sam - …a time to shoot roman candles from betwixt our buttcheeks, a time… not to do that.

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