Music inspires theatrical festival at the District

By John Lyle Belden

Indianapolis Black Theatre Company presents soulful musical inspiration with the 2026 Indy Black Solo Fest, under way (Jan. 29-Feb. 1) as I write and post this, at the District Theater on Indy’s Mass Ave.

There are six one-hour acts, each written and performed by one person backed by offstage musicians, each with two shows. We saw two on Thursday – the rest we will see on Sunday – so for now, we’ll give a review to give worthy praise and give the flavor of the overall festival.

“Marvin 4 Error” by Reno Moore

Looking into the life and music of the legendary Marvin Gaye Jr., Moore found parallels in his own journey. While not enjoying the same success (yet), he sees similar missteps and notes “the margin for error is too thin.”

His spoken biography of Gaye mixed with confessional memoir is punctuated by some of Marvin’s biggest hits. He admits he doesn’t sing the same (“I don’t think Marvin would want me to”) but does so with passion, conviction, and an invitation for us to clap and sing along. Thus we are entertained, enlightened, and a bit challenged. Reflecting on the song “If This World Were Mine,” he asks: What world would we create?

Note his second performance is 4:15 p.m. today (Jan. 31) as this posts.

“Daring to Dream” by Komoca

Komoca – and Charlaine, the star she portrays – take inspiration from Aretha Franklin. Set around the 1980s, when people wrote actual letters, Charlaine reads fan mail from a girl with big aspirations (and a thick Carolina accent), prompting her to remember her own struggle, and how listening to the music of the Queen of Soul helped her to “find hidden blessings in the storms.”

The engaging reminiscence comes with a half-dozen of Franklin’s hits, delivered with a powerhouse voice that reaches out and grabs you, demanding to be heard. Komoka likely also rocked the house in her second performance Friday night. Watch for her in future productions around the Midwest.

Saturday, Jan. 31, and Sunday, Feb. 1, performances are of:

  • “Black Thread: Songs That Nina Taught Me” by PsyWrn Simone
  • “Songs in the Key of Grenadine!” by Daren J. Fleming as Miss Grenadine Ross
  • “Death of a Church Boy” by Jay Fuqua
  • “Facing It Face to Face with Dollface” by Teresa Reynolds

Big thanks to creative director Josiah Ray McCruiston for coordinating this excellent festival. Kudos also to music director Tarrance Dennie, stage manager Crystal Usher, and to local playwright Andrew Black for his instruction and assistance.

Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Mysterious forces at work in ‘Oak’ at Phoenix Theatre

By John Lyle Belden

During the new Terry Guest drama “Oak” at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Center, you could ask, what’s happening? The simple answer is that children and teenagers routinely disappear near Odella Creek, deep in rural Georgia, and have for generations. The query then follows: How? And why?

To learn the legend, we meet local youngsters Pickle (Jadah Rowan), her little brother Big Man (Joshua Short), and their cousin Suga (Tracy Nakigozi). They each know a version of the two-century-old story of Odella, a slave girl who, not long after giving birth, found an opportunity to escape – alone. It was believed that she drowned in the creek that now bears her name, near the old oak.

The implied question becomes, is this a simple horror story of a disturbed ghost, a vengeful spirit preying on children? Or is this something different – a cryptid, wild animals, or even a human predator? However, the question that we hear, announced over public address systems, is “Do you know where your children are?”

Pickle and Big Man get home after the 7 p.m. curfew, which only adds to the annoyance of their mother, Peaches (Psywrn Simone), who prepares for her shift at Krystal (a Southern burger chain similar to White Castle). The kids must stay at home after dark, at least until “snatching season” ends in July. On the radio, an urgent report states that this time, a white girl has disappeared.

Meanwhile, on the way to her house, Suga sees the glowing red eyes.

This chilling piece of Southern Gothic horror is a National New Play Network Rolling World Premiere. At each stop (this being the second between theatres in Florida and New York), the production takes on a different approach. For the Phoenix, Guest is joined by director Mikael Burke, who also worked on his “Magnolia Ballet” in 2022.

Conjuring the proper spooky atmosphere in a live performance is challenging, so the crew’s contributions are especially vital. The simple yet effective set design by Robert Koharchik, aided by lighting by Laura E. Glover and soundscape by Brian Grimm, put the action “in the round” with seating surrounding the floor of the black-box Basile stage. Aided by fog effects, well-played paranoia, and those “eyes,” the sense is not that we are surrounding the actors but that the setting has surrounded us with them.

Within this story is a memory best told as a fairy tale, “The Princess and the Wolf,” with excellent puppets by props artisan Kristin Renee Boyd.

Suspense grows, tempered with nervous humor – especially in the kids’ encounter with Simone as First Lady Temple, the shotgun-wielding old woman said to be the only survivor of whatever truly happens at Odella Creek.

Rowan, Short, and Nakigozi have not only the youthful look, but also deliver the right touch of childhood wonder, fear, and risk-taking appropriate to their young characters. Even at 16, Pickle still feels that childlike urge to believe what adults say is impossible – how else does she explain this world? With similar hopeful naivete, she and Suga feel that they will be safer if they move away to a big city.

Subtext is dense here, hanging thick as the moss around the stage or the Southern humidity you swear you can feel. The Black experience today and the burden of history are reflected in the horrors of Odella’s experience, the media’s different attitude towards a routine tragedy when inflicted on a white child, and an aspect of Paradise being where the taxis always stop for you. A reference to the Atlanta Ripper of the 1920s (an actual unsolved case) shows the history of public indifference when girls with dark skin vanish. The perils of escape – however it’s defined – are a constant motif.

We will get few answers here, and those received may haunt as much as those left unknown. Dare to find out what waits at the “Oak,” with performances through June 8 at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.