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Uncomfortably Close: Two Premieres Break the Fourth Wall and Keep Going

Don Reed's new solo show, Can You Dig It? The 60s — Back Down East 14th Street, doesn't often feel like theater. But neither do many shows at the Marsh. The theater, established in 1989, specializes in solo performances, with performers serving as comedians and storytellers as much as actors. They don't just break down the fourth wall; they often behave as if they've slipped into your living room, so informal are they with their audiences.

Reed, who also works as a comedian, is similarly casual, but in telling stories from his Oakland childhood, he's also infectiously hyperactive. As skilled in mimicry as he is — impersonating the jumpers, spitters, and twitchers from his former neighborhood (they were a quirky bunch), he seems to reshape his very bone structure — he hasn't lost his childhood joy in performing. Unable, most of the time, to resist the urge to erupt into song and dance, he is in part still a hammy kid who craves an audience, part an adult who never learned to tune into everyone else's frequency. He cannot turn off his inner grooves and rhythms; he is doomed, or blessed, to forever boogie where others would merely trudge.

Yet as a piece of theater, his Can You Dig It? fails. The chief problem is that Reed has trod this ground twice before, first with East 14th, which covered Reed's teenage years, when he learned his father was a pimp, and then with The Kipling Hotel, which chronicled his time working in a retirement home during college. Can You Dig It? is supposed to be about Reed's earliest years, but it has so much overlap with the other, already covered time periods that it amounts to little more than the miscellaneous scraps that didn't make it into either of the previous shows. A few individual moments are quite funny, as when a young Reed and his brother are subject to the sorry routine of a pudgy, leering stripper when they're being babysat, but Reed doesn't shape his sundry anecdotes into anything more than a vague coming-of-age narrative. At the end of the show, he attempts to stir pathos with the tale of a relative's death — one he'd mentioned only in passing earlier in the show.

Don Reed gets after it.
Ric Omphroy
Don Reed gets after it.

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The Marsh Theater

1062 Valencia
San Francisco, CA 94110

Category: Performing Arts Venues

Region: Mission/ Bernal Heights

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Through Aug. 25 at the Marsh, 1062 Valencia St., SF. $15-$50; 282-3055 or themarsh.org.Through Aug. 28 at the Exit Theatre, 156 Eddy St., SF. $20; brownpapertickets.com/event/405100.

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