Daniel Brothers

  Daniel Brothers 2/21/2021 Old Friends and the Illusion of Control Setting:  A simple outdoor scene, overlooking a beautiful and majestic waterfall that is unseen. A bench in memoriam is looking out.  Characters 1: Wearing a sweater with a pigeon on it 2: Wearing simple black shirt and khakis  3: Wearing some form of hat At rise The sound of a waterfall rushing in the background as lights rise up 1: Oh lordy The three Chuckle as they reach the bench 2: That was definitely more of a hike than expected  3: Dude you’ve been here before! 2: Not here here, I’ve driven by a lot though 3: Oh ok. I see. Just driven by.  2: If we’re honest I didn’t know this path was here even 3: Fam I love finding weird paths in the woods.  1: Turned down it on a whim you could say  2: You could 3: If you were inclined to say something, uhhh, a little bit foolish 1: Oh yeah like you aren’t foolish 3: I never said that! Hehe. Let’s have a sit. 2: Way ahead of you 1: Thank...

  2/21/2021 Daniel Brothers Eurydicish  Characters Stones Eurydice Orpheus  An Interesting man Father Setting The beach and what lies below.  Orpheus: You can see the sky at night! It is filled with dots like the pinpricks on a player piano, shining through brightly on us. It sounds like beautiful music The two lovers dance in the calming ocean waves Eurydice: You think we should be here right now? Shouldn't we go?  Orpheus: We must! But I don't want to, I want to tie your hair into the starlight, so that you can feel the stars touch your soft head. But let's go!  He leaves quickly, eurydice trips and calls out Eurydice: Wait! Love of my heart!  An interesting man enters Man: Shall I help you?  Eurydice: You really shouldn't, I have a boyfriend.  Man: A boyfriend?  Eurydice: A fiance Man: A fiance?  Eurydice: He seems to have run off Man: Not a very good fiance.  Eurydice: No not at all.  Man: You should come swimming with...

  Daniel Brothers 2/19/2021 For Mom Characters Mom: A mom of a playwright Son: A Playwright Setting:  The living room of a family home, a tv console is set up in the corner and two very distinct messes exist not so happily coexisting on the various couches and seating  At Rise:  Son is writing using the TV as a computer screen, and playing music loudly. It is electronic and emotionally moving if you can get over the wub of the base. Mom enters Son: (Singing along and typing) and it feels like I am just too close to wubwubwubwub Mom: Hey, whats up?  Son: And its nothin, i can really wububububububub Mom: Edward! Rapidly turning around and stopping music Son: Yes mom?  Mom: What's up!  Son: Oh, I was just writing some new plays for the blog Mom: That's great! What are you writing?  Son: Do you want to hear it?  Mom: Why wouldn't I?  Son: It is sort of, sort of theatery Mom: Well I like theatery!  Son: Are you gonna say you don't get it...