FIDDLER ON THE ROOF – MainStage Musical – September 9 through 25, 2016. Music by Jerry Bock, lyrics by Sheldon Harnick, and book by Joseph Stein
Music and lyrics by Meredith Willson, Based on the movie of the same name.
The show, set in a closely knit Russian village in 1905, tells about a father’s efforts to preserve traditional values in the face of changing social mores and the growing anti- Semitism of Czarist Russia. The show premiered on Broadway in 1964 and was last performed at the CTC 17 years ago.
FIDDLER ON THE ROOF – MainStage Musical – September 9 through 25, 2016. Music by Jerry Bock, lyrics by Sheldon Harnick, and book by Joseph Stein
Music and lyrics by Meredith Willson, Based on the movie of the same name.
The show, set in a closely knit Russian village in 1905, tells about a father’s efforts to preserve traditional values in the face of changing social mores and the growing anti- Semitism of Czarist Russia. The show premiered on Broadway in 1964 and was last performed at the CTC 17 years ago.
Hal Holbrook’s beloved portrayal of famed southern author Mark Twain graces the historic Tivoli Theatre for one night only. Winning the Tony Award for best actor, Hal Holbrook’s Mark Twain Tonight! holds the record for longest running theatrical performance having captivated audiences for over 60 years consecutively!
FIDDLER ON THE ROOF – MainStage Musical – September 9 through 25, 2016. Music by Jerry Bock, lyrics by Sheldon Harnick, and book by Joseph Stein
Music and lyrics by Meredith Willson, Based on the movie of the same name.
The show, set in a closely knit Russian village in 1905, tells about a father’s efforts to preserve traditional values in the face of changing social mores and the growing anti- Semitism of Czarist Russia. The show premiered on Broadway in 1964 and was last performed at the CTC 17 years ago.
FIDDLER ON THE ROOF – MainStage Musical – September 9 through 25, 2016. Music by Jerry Bock, lyrics by Sheldon Harnick, and book by Joseph Stein
Music and lyrics by Meredith Willson, Based on the movie of the same name.
The show, set in a closely knit Russian village in 1905, tells about a father’s efforts to preserve traditional values in the face of changing social mores and the growing anti- Semitism of Czarist Russia. The show premiered on Broadway in 1964 and was last performed at the CTC 17 years ago.
The roads are flooded, the bridges are washed out, and less generous souls are staying safely indoors, but it takes more than a little rain to keep the ladies of the Charitable Sisterhood from fulfilling their sworn mission. Come sit in on this month’s meeting in the basement of Second Trinity Victory Church; our five angels of mercy will leave you breathless with laughter as they do their best to help the victims of global disaster, spiritual deprivation, and, most of all, each other. Don’t miss this hilarious and heart-warming World Premiere by award winning Richmond playwright Bo Wilson.
Performances are 9/30, 10/1, 10/3, 10/6, 10/7, 10/8, 10/9.
Performances are weekends Friday and Saturday at 8pm and Sunday at 2:30pm with a special Halloween showing on October 31st at 8pm.
No one would have truly believed, in the early years of the 20th century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. As we busied ourselves, they were scrutinizing and studying us, as precisely as a scientist with a microscope might study the tiny bacteria that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency mankind went about our petty concerns, confident in our empire over this small, spinning fragment of cosmic driftwood, which, by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of time and space. Meanwhile, across the dark gulf of the universe, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic looked down on our planet with envious eyes. And slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us.
Performances are weekends Friday and Saturday at 8pm and Sunday at 2:30pm with a special Halloween showing on October 31st at 8pm.
No one would have truly believed, in the early years of the 20th century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. As we busied ourselves, they were scrutinizing and studying us, as precisely as a scientist with a microscope might study the tiny bacteria that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency mankind went about our petty concerns, confident in our empire over this small, spinning fragment of cosmic driftwood, which, by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of time and space. Meanwhile, across the dark gulf of the universe, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic looked down on our planet with envious eyes. And slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us.
Performances are weekends Friday and Saturday at 8pm and Sunday at 2:30pm with a special Halloween showing on October 31st at 8pm.
No one would have truly believed, in the early years of the 20th century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. As we busied ourselves, they were scrutinizing and studying us, as precisely as a scientist with a microscope might study the tiny bacteria that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency mankind went about our petty concerns, confident in our empire over this small, spinning fragment of cosmic driftwood, which, by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of time and space. Meanwhile, across the dark gulf of the universe, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic looked down on our planet with envious eyes. And slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us.
Performances are weekends Friday and Saturday at 8pm and Sunday at 2:30pm with a special Halloween showing on October 31st at 8pm.
No one would have truly believed, in the early years of the 20th century, that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own. As we busied ourselves, they were scrutinizing and studying us, as precisely as a scientist with a microscope might study the tiny bacteria that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency mankind went about our petty concerns, confident in our empire over this small, spinning fragment of cosmic driftwood, which, by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of time and space. Meanwhile, across the dark gulf of the universe, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic looked down on our planet with envious eyes. And slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us.