This issue of The Ecstatic Review contains everything I couldn’t fit in the last one on celebration, and in my mind it’s like a group of us have decided to go out for drinks after a show and talk about what we didn’t get to discuss in the lobby.
A corner booth, a well-made cocktail, and good conversation might just be my answer to Proust’s first question. And even though I’m sitting at my kitchen table right now drinking ginger tea, it’s feeling pretty close to perfect happiness.
I’m so happy you’re here, and that you’ve decided to be a part of this conversation. I welcome any thoughts, feedback, or requests you might have as we go, so send me a message anytime or just hit reply.
In the meantime, pour yourself a glass of something and feel free to turn on this celebratory playlist I’ve made. It’s a little jazz, a little club, a little hip hop, a little música tropical, a little pop, a little funk—everyone’s invited, remember?
Here’s everything I didn’t get to tell you in the lobby, either directly or tangentially related to what celebration means to me at EV: