Wounds that are left to linger, anger unquelled, and atrocities left unanswered, need a place to be spoken, and to be heard, before it’s too late. ...

As a lifelong disciple of Bob Dylan, the thought of hearing his lyrics belted out from the footlights and kitsch of Broadway appeared to be, in all...

This is how the world ends: not with a “bang,” but with an interlude of anger and laughter, before all has gone quieter, darker and still. That is ...

A curtain is raised on the proscenium of New York, and the great work of drama begins on our hallowed stages once more. There is something to be do...