Sunday, March 19, 2017

My Impressions of “Of Ebony Embers - Vignettes Of The Harlem Renaissance”

by Janice Cunningham  

This semester we were treated to an outstanding performance by four talented and spirited artists in the form of a collection of monologues from the perspective of four early twentieth century male,  African-American artists. Actor Dracyn Blount played all the dramatic parts while The Core Ensemble, a trio of musicians, provided the musical accompaniment to create a theatrical presentation about the remains of a once thriving renaissance era of African-American art in Harlem, New York City.

The vignettes take viewers on their reminiscent journey with the music reflecting and emphasizing their changing moods which swing from tormented and melancholy to gay abandon and humor, and no, gay is not a reference to their gender identity. The music intrigued me the most; as I closed my eyes I was taken on a parallel journey through the music and literature of the era. The first scene painted images of a struggling soul attempting to deal with his grief over the death of two of his fellow artists; he in fact was the main story teller, Aaron Douglas, whose guests were a no show to his memorial party.

The music to the fourth scene about a well-heeled and successful writer, Countee Cullen, was my favorite. This conjured up images from the silent movies, Abbot and Costello, Mary Pickford, and Charlie Chaplin sliding down his ladder also the flappers of the roaring twenties and the Ziegfeld Follies. Here the narration was melodic and sing song too, where my imagination leapt to a giggling, playful Benny Hill running through a field with a bevy of short skirted beauties trailing behind him.
In the nightclub vignette, my impression was only that of the struggle for identification as an artist and not so happy. Langston Hughes in the Mexican cemetery came next with the sense of using art as a vehicle for socialism and the views of that era.

The epilogue rounds it off with the general theme of a time lost and dying embers the flames of which could not be fanned with the lonely if not somewhat embittered tone of what could have been if it had all continued.

Overall this was an excellent performance illustrating not only the remarkable memory and acting
ability of Dracyn Blount but the music of the Core Ensemble who kept perfect pace and accurately presented the rhythm and timing of the stories.