My Story @ Tarragon
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Bob White
Back in the eighties, when I was artistic director of Factory Theatre, there was a natural alliance between all of us who were engaged in the development and production of new Canadian plays. The Canadian play movement, as defined by what were called the alternate theatres at the time, was only ten years old or so and openings at the Tarragon served as one of the gatherings of the clan. No matter if the actual play and production was successful or not, the opening night party was always an opportunity to drink too much, smoke too much, dance too much and laugh, laugh, laugh.
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Brendan Gall
In the late nineties while I was still in theatre school, Tarragon playwright-in-resident Daniel Brooks was kind enough to read and give notes on a play I’d written with a friend. Sitting there in his office as he smoked out the window (late nineties) and very patiently went through the script with us, I remember feeling two very acute and distinct things.
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Charlie Northcote
Forty Years On (by Alan Bennett) was playing at The Shaw Festival (which was comprised of just the Courthouse Theatre then) where I was an Apprentice Assistant Stage Manager. I was in university and had been severely bitten by the acting bug. I’d written to every theatre across Canada begging for a job of some kind.
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Claire Calnan
The first time I worked at Tarragon was in 2006 when I played Albertine’s sister Madeleine in Past Perfect. I was thrilled to be working on Tremblay with such an illustrious group of artists, led by the incomparable Leah Cherniak. I was also thrilled to have my first job at the Tarragon as it was for me (and I am sure I am not alone here) an important moment in my young career.
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Hannah Moscovitch
Before my previews for East of Berlin started at Tarragon Theatre, Camilla Holland laid down some ground rules about playwright conduct. She asked that I not moan so loudly at the back of the theatre that I disturb the patrons, and that while I’m in the theatre I sit upright in my seat and take quiet notes.
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Ravi Jain
In August of 2009, Tarragon had the bright idea of taking me and my mother into the Playwrights Unit. While I can’t say she is the first “mom” to be part of the unit, she most certainly is the least “artsy” ever. My mom is a mom. A normal person who brought up two boys in Canada after immigrating from India. The food she makes, happens to be amazing.
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Rick Roberts
I would have to say that the Tarragon Theatre is the main repository of my theatre memories.
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Seana McKenna
It was the Spring of 1974. I had persuaded my high school boyfriend to go with me into Toronto to see a play at a theatre north of Bloor, off Bathurst. The theatre was called the Tarragon. The play was called Hosanna.
Tell us all about it at tarragontheatre.com/mystory.