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BloodyBloodyAndrewJackson!
The return of foursquare! So just imagine a bunch of a adults outside on a courtyard wearing a mix of Wild West and emo-rock costumes wearing a bunch of eyeliner and cheering wildly over ever single bounce of a Batman ball while playing foursquare. Those are our breaks. Complete with slam-balls that bounce off of people’s faces, previously kind and demure young ladies slamming the ball down in disgust, and shouting down children who try to change the rules.
Oh, yeah, we’re doing a show, too!
Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson opens June 9th at San Jose Stage Company. It’s a Tony nominated rock musical, all original songs, no jukebox derivative here. We are performing through July 29th with a varied schedule due to 4th of July, but all that information can be found here.
I’d like to leave you with some marketing genius that Drew Clark, a maniacal man of a mysterious marketing, created for all of the cast members of the show. You can see the rest of his old-timeys here.
Despite his broad shoulders and imposing height, Will Springhorn almost always presents himself as a composed and kind natured man more focused on witty repartee than crude brutality. His ease with the craft of pleasant conversation has earned him a reputation as a raconteur, while his smirk and blue-irised gaze lends itself to rumors of rakish behavior. Yet, few know the truth of this mysterious gentleman. Who is he really? What manner of lifestyle does he engage in when not bathed in the glory of stage lights and the applause of an appreciative audience?
The truth may lie in the bones of a tale of revelry, chivalry and bravado ... three words that can also easily sum up the life of Andrew Jackson.
The story takes place in the not so distant past. Will and a merry band of compatriots where engaged in the classic human past-time of getting wasted off of liquor and beer. The bar that is relevant to the story in question was dark and dirty, noisy with music and the cat calls of inebriates possessed of purses heavy with coin to spend. An establishment that Ol' Hickory himself would frequent if he found himself in modern day San Francisco. As the coterie left to exit the dive, one of Will's friends confided in him that she had to act to stop a drunkard's unwanted advances upon another member of their party. She went on to inform Will that the fool had responded with a hand raised as if to strike her and if she had not already been on her way out that they may have come to blows. Having been deep in his cups for the better part of the night, Will became incoherent with rage upon hearing of the boor's ungentlemanly conduct. Storming back inside, Will bodily grabbed the offensive oaf, displaying the might that the actor tries so hard to obfuscate, and proceeded to drag him into a dark alley where none could witness what transpired. A scant collection of rumors chronicle what happened next for what he said was jumbled by gin and rage, but what can be trusted is that after Will had vented his wrath, the scoundrel could only respond with, "Who are you?"
To this question, Will's complete lucid and clear answer was, " ... I'm Batman ... " Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson opens June 9th, 2012.