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Catch ‘Tales of the City’ Before It’s Gone!

Updated: Aug 06, 2011 15:45
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The curtain will be dropping soon over A.C.T.’s Geary Theatre as the musical incarnation of Armistead Maupin’s ‘Tales of the City’ comes to the end of it’s maiden engagement in the town of it’s conception on July 31st. If the hijinks and rites of passage of those gentle children atop Russian Hill were something you always thought might benefit from the musical hand of Jake Shears, then your time is running out, babycakes.

Another obstacle to taking in this ode to San Francisco when it was cheap and bohemian is paying a decidedly un-proletarian price for a ticket in the range of $50 to well into the hundreds.

The cool thing about theatre, however, is the rush ticket. True, it is one of those dying breeds of discounts, much like the double feature. Since, A.C.T, is a conservatory though, it would be kind of extra mean to take away something designed for the students they are charging way too much anyway.

Though the caveat is that you be either a student, instructor, or over 65 years old, the process is relatively easy as long as you get there early. Just drop by the box office a couple of hours beforehand and bring your student/teacher ID (or AARP card, I guess?)

There will be others and they will try to muscle you out with their carefully practiced drama school glares, but just waltz on past them like DeDe Halcyon-Day. After all, the THEATRE, is at stake!

Armistead Maupin’s ‘Tales of the City’ Now through July 31, 2011 American Conservatory of Theatre Geary Theatre 415 Geary Street (@ Mason) [Union Square] SF Rush tickets go on sale two hours before every show.

 

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Stephen's early years were spent in a boxcar overlooking downtown Los Angeles. From there he moved around the state with his family before settling under the warm blanket of smog that covers suburban Southern California. Moving around led to his inability to stay in one place for very long, but San Francisco has been reeling him back in with its siren song since 1999.
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