Source: imfromdriftwood.com --- Wednesday, November 22, 2017
I’m John Jarboe. I’m from Warren, Michigan. I was born to a bunch of Republican Polish Catholics with a hunting license in my little paw. I played hockey for eleven years and Baseball and my dad was always trying to really butch me up. I was 14 going on 15. I was in a hockey game. I got checked in between two boys. It was a sandwich, but not a good kind. So I broke my arm and I developed sports-induced asthma, which was very convenient, so I stopped doing sports. I was also a singer and they were doing “Pippin” the musical at my high school, so I auditioned. I remember I played a head in the battle – there’s like a body that sings and then there’s a head and I was the head. My whole body was blocked off. I was the singing head. I was terrified. I just remember looking up from that perspective at the guy who was playing Pippin – he was super cute and kind of queer – and all of these people dressed in fabulous costumes dancing around, I mean, telling heteronormative stories in a really, really gay way, and feeling like this is where I belong. These are my people. So I invested in theater and I thought theater was a safe space for me. And then I went, you know, I went through college at Michigan and I moved to Philadelphia in about 2009. I really thought I had found my community and my space. I was working on a piece called “The 24-Hour Bald Soprano” and I was in rehearsal one day. And I kept doing this scene, this husband and wife ...
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