Theatre of Death

October 15 - November 1, 2008

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Matt Fowler

Carol Anne Gordon

Heather Hill

Travis Mayo

Jana McGill

Carol M. Rice

Mark-Brian Sonna

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The End

Jana McGill
Jana McGill

I am so excited to join this new Halloween tradition of “Theater of Death”! I have lived in Dallas most of my life and have been doing theater, acting and singing since the age of six.  Most recently I was Bombalurina in “Cats” at Garland Civic Theater.  Getting to do that show was one of the best experiences of my life, although playing Meredith in “Bat Boy” at Theater Three was a close rival. I do love the dark stuff, having also been in two different productions of “Dracula”, once as Van Helsing and once as Lucy Westenra.  I think I preferred being the blood sucking monster over the hero, (what does THAT say about me?).  Other favorites include Nicki in “Sweet Charity”, Vera in “Ten Little Indians” (the one and only time I was ever the ingénue), and “The Gooch” in “Auntie Mame” (all also at GCT).  Also, a special place will always remain for Maxine Faulk in “Night of the Iguana” at UTA.  Besides the love of acting for myself, I love to pass that love along to children.  For some time I taught theatre to kids thru Water Tower Theater’s theater outreach program.  Although I don’t have the time for it right now, it is something I am truly proud of and I hope to get back to one day. 

 

I owe my love for the stage to one of the most talented performers I know:  My mother, Cindy Kahn.  This crazy need to do what we do, I have because of her.  Thank you mama!  “Livin’ the Dream!!”

 

Now, how do you segue from talking about teaching our children to death?  (Oh! I guess that’s how!)  When I die, it’ll be after a very long and celebrated career in film and on stage. I want to be one of those amazing, old chicks with the body of a ninety-six year old, and a mind of a twenty one year old; and as I’m sitting on a porch swing and a breeze passes thru my long gray hair I want to die doing what I love to do more than anything in this world: laughing.  Or perhaps I could die on stage, which I have done a few times as well.  Maybe it can happen like it did in “Bat Boy” where I died and then emerged to rise again and sing one last chorus.