Philadelphia Dramatists Center has nine, count 'em, nine productions at the Fringe this year. And since this tribe has become so quiet, I won't feel so bad about promoting one or more of our shows here. In fact, as an experiment, I will single out a single performance:

DIRT
by Jeremy Blyth
Thursday (today) at 9pm
Spirit Wind, 213 New Street
one block north of the bridge, between 2nd and 3rd
(just a short walk from the Fringe box office)

I will personally admit for only $5 ANYONE who shows up for tonight's show and mentions "the offer on tribe dot net."

Folks, this is one of our more interesting pieces, a comic existential allegory that now has an added virtue: WE DO NOT KNOW HOW IT WILL END TONIGHT. We have given one actor permission to end the play as he sees fit and to do so without notifying us of his choice in advance.

But best of all, this is where the spirit of the Fringe still lives: in a small group of artists working in an unusual venue, running a low-budget experiment in service of a thought-provoking original script.

Join us! Then sit down with us afterwards over some thirst-quenchers and tell us what you thought of it all.