In the October 12 issue of LA Weekly, reviewed Preludes & Fugues. Here's the review:

Steven Leigh Morris

[link to review at LA Weekly (reg. req)]

Four actors (Kristen Brennan, Jeremy Gabriel, Sharyn-genel Gabriel and Ray Paolantonio), playing testy musicians in a string quartet on the evening before a stressful concert, leave the rehearsal for various points of departure into personal reveries in the middle of the night. In their dream-state, the characters transform into Biblical personages and those from musical works, such as Schubert’s “Death and the Maiden,” while playwright John Glore treats language as music — toying with phrases and words, separating them from their meanings, for reasons having as much to do with their sound as with the drama they spark. Edgar Landa directs avery elegant production on a stage decorated in faux mahogany, and suspended screens cut into the torso shape of hanging, grand pianos. Brennan is particularly appealing as a precocious imp named Celia, having dropped in through the looking glass. She appears about 13 years old, speaks with an English accent and describes her “topsy-turvy” world to a trucker named Lewis, as in Carroll (Gabriel), with whom she’s just had sex. Glore’s wispy divisions between drama and music, and between life and literature, are abstruse elements in a bubbly literary experiment that’s both provocative and a provocation; any unifying idea eluded me.