I love the parallels between “Sleep No More” and games, I really do. I love being responsible for my own journey through a story, and having to do some work in order to discover a narrative. I love that there are little errands and quests within the show that are given to different lucky audience members. I don’t want the 1:1 experiences to be removed. But how do you let the audience of 400 something people a night know that the experience of the show doesn’t have to include any one of these things? That their ticket price does not entitle them to a specific experience? And that the other audience members and the performers are not non-playable characters?
Last night I dropped by Manderley for a drink with a Scorched reader in from out of town. I hadn’t been in several months. There are still familiar friendly faces, and I was so glad to see them. Lulu took care of me at the bar; I had a Paul’s Drink for old times’ sake. Heathens played two of my favorite songs, The Knife’s Heartbeats and Björk’s Unravel. It felt so good to be home again.
Three years ago today I set foot in that space for the first time. Mind blowing, life changing, heart rending, all of that was as yet still to come. It has changed so much in those three years, but it is still enchanted, and now full of precious memories for which I am enormously grateful.
Congratulations on your long, wonderous run, Sleep No More NYC.
Enjoy a literal bevy of your Sleep No More favorites in Ten Lil’ Indians' “And Then There Were None.”
A birdie tells me Jesus Christ Luke Murphy and Leslie Kraus will be joining the cast of The Drowned Man in January.
Stop. Doing. This. To. Me. Punchdrunk.
My deepest respect and gratitude to you, Luke Murphy. I can’t speak for anyone else, but for me personally, you were what got me hooked. Never been so glad to have someone slam a door in my face. Thanks for that, and thanks for everything. You’re an artist I will always keep an eye on.
Chvrches at The Heath tomorrow night. A band I love playing at my favorite place in New York.
Someone hook me up!
#worth a try #hey marketing it’s your old friend scorched
In response to an IBTimes report earlier this week, former unpaid interns for the commercially successful production “Sleep No More” shared some of their backstage experiences.
Be still my beating heart! This one looks like it might be official.
As I’ve been building an archive of the early years of this blog (god it’s strange to say that), I’ve been reading old posts and noticed recently that fuckyeahsleepnomore has been deactivated.
You were the original Sleep No More tumblr. You were the only reason I even learned what Tumblr was, back in the day. And I never, ever did find out who you were. So, thanks to you, whoever you are, for starting this madness, and for keeping up the admirable anonymity. I often wish I had done the same.