Around that time we couldn't stop referencing a running joke we had about a satirical theater company, whose members were very similar to us in many respects, only with slightly less self-awareness and a slightly bigger budget. We joked that they were in an endless development cycle with their opus, an avant garde adaptation of 50s sitcom/grotesque mirror of sociopolitical neuroses Mister Ed. I think you know the show. A horse is a horse.
So when we set out to make something new for new skin it became obvious to us that the clearest, most interesting challenge in our sights was to create a rigorously pursued, deeply felt piece based on an off-the-cuff lampoon of ourselves and our artistic community. i.e. Guys, what if we did the joke for real? So we did.
Trying to Get the Horse to Talk (, or, It's Bigger Than the Both of Us) is an indefinite work in progress. An excerpt was shown at what turned out to be perhaps the final installment of Ben Gansky's Cloud-City-dwelling performance series, new skin for the old ceremony--a title which shrewdly must be in italic or bold or a different color because of its lack of capital letters.