Walt Whitman’s immortal poet lives on— in every democratic American dream, brilliant scientific ambition, crackpot mythology and vigorous youthful affection. A recent biography suggests that the world-famous queer, socialist poet of the people can perhaps save us even now from ourselves, so that witnessing him reincarnated in actor-director-teacher John Slade’s one super-man dramatic show of old Walt lecturing, singing and reciting from his life’s work seems right, especially in this tawdry and terrific election cycle with its appeals to all that is best and worst. Slade reanimates the good gray poet in a robust eighty-minute performance, not a bit tamed or untranslatable, sounding Walt’s barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world… or at least Garden Grove.
Sun., Aug. 23, 7 p.m.; Sun., Aug. 30, 7 p.m.; Sun., Sept. 20, 7 p.m., 2015
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