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New York

1991

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

Devised

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devised and performed by Bloodlips and Split Britches. Drill hall, London, 1991

the show artfully weaves so many gaudy fantasies of butch fellas seducing poutin blonde tragedy queens, with quirky gender-bending turns, as the performers belt out all their old favourites from Gershwin and beyond.
Ann McFerran, Time Out

2001

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

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created with The Clod Ensemble. 'It's A Small House And We lived In It Always' with 'Miss Risque'

2001

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

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created with The Clod Ensemble

2008

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

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Written and performed by Peggy Shaw and Lois Weaver. Miss America has movement by Stormy Brandenberger, original music and sound design by Vivian Stoll, lighting design by Jan Bell and photographs by Lori E. Seid

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2001

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

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created with The Clod Ensemble

Glasgow, CCA

2006

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I don't think the play has been published but you could try abebooks.com
or the playwright direct where their email is shown at the top of the page

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part of Glasgay!

Lois Weaver's solo sees her slowly morph into trailer trash diva Tammy Whynot, a woman on the road to finding out exactly what it means to be a famous heart-on-sleeve chanteuse who no longer stands by her man now she's a dyke doyen of the performance art scene. With her life a never-ending tour and her suitcase always packed, Tammy leads us through a show-and-tell of times past. Over 75 minutes, the blonde wig and false eyelash mask are gradually discarded as the divine Ms Weaver lays her 50-something self bare enough to accept the melancholy wisdom that comes through experience. Inviting us into her little slumber party via the saddest of songs, by the time she's shed her skins, Weaver resembles Gena Rowlands in her nouveau-noir prime. With a postcard and probably a whole lot more besides in every port, this speak-easy meditation sees Weaver grow old with an eloquent magnificence that's a lesson to us all.
Neil Cooper, Herald