A Candid Interview with Alex Lyras, Star of The Common Air

Picking the brain of the versatile solo performer

by Jesse Schmitt


Alex Lyras is as direct as they come. His handshake is firm, but easy, his temperament is relaxed, yet forward leaning, his message is direct, but coded. Alex Lyras is a performer. Artist. Actor. But he also has a very sensitive ear for things: words, inflection, intention. Alex Lyras is currently playing in a recently extended run of a show in Los Angeles called "The Common Air."

"The Common Air," is a very distinct, very original show. It's a show we've seen before because it's the story of our modern lives. However the distinct and original part of this show is not just in its telling but also in that it is told through the voices of many and the vehicle of one; it is a solo show. While many people, this scribe included, may recoil at the thought of a "solo show" and think only "Ego, indulgence, repeat;" the fact of the matter is that this is a very sensitive show. It is sensitive because it is in flux; it is moving it is pulsing it is changing. The show has undergone a number of small aesthetic changes which have made it even more powerful as it embarks on its second tour of duty in the perpetually bored, always changing market that is the Los Angeles theatre scene.

"The Common Air," had been playing for the last 12 weeks at the Lillian Theatre in Los Angeles on Mondays & Tuesdays and has recently been promoted! It has made the jump to The Asylum Theatre where it has received its own time slot on a pair of much more favorable nights; Friday and Saturday.

This is a show which has spent a great deal of time in the making. It is still being changed and altered and modified and upended and you, as an audience member, are all the more likely, on any night, to see a slightly different show then on the night before. This makes the tickets for "A Common Air" that much more of a highly prize item; the fact that whatever you're seeing may never be seen again. Mr. Lyras has been doing solo shows for years and this latest birth is a true gem which deserves your scrutiny and attention.

"The Common Air" tells the story of our modern dilemma; the fact that we can't walk past someone of a certain countenance without reflexively hearkening back and wondering; the fact that there can't be an "alert" without raising all kinds of red flags in our own minds which borders on psychosis; the fact that we as a society are having a hard time getting beyond certain generalizations which are corrosive, barbaric, obsolete and sad.

This is the world that we live in and Mr. Lyras is front and center with his astute commentary. But this is not a thing which is new for this seasoned performer; he's been doing this same sort of performance in production since 1999. Prior to that even, as a student of improv and of theatre he had decided he was going to write his own monologues for audition.

This is one of the things which sets Alex Lyras apart from a large majority of actors in the world today; he is participatory all the way up and through what he says, where he stands, and how he moves through the scene, through the story, and through to the end.

I recently had the fortunate opportunity to sit down with this versatile performer and pick his brain about the entertainment industry in general, his show in specific, and the way of the world which we are all constantly swaying every which way with every day.

As a child of parents from the Midwest growing up near New York City in the 1970's was a life altering experience, even if he wasn't aware of it. Born in the Bronx and growing up in Westchester, Mr. Lyras and his parents spent a great deal of time in the city as a youth; particularly the epicenter of avant garde live performance: Greenwich Village.

Alex Lyras is the son of a mother chef/author and an entrepreneur businessman who had very early exposure to the theatre bug: "I saw my first Broadway caliber show in London when I was five. It was Carmen."

Needless to say, this event had a large and decisive impact on the young man. Regardless, he went to college with the intention of becoming a business major. Fortunately for him he realized after seeing the course load that this was not what he wanted to do.

"I got there and seeing the course load, 'Business 101, Business 201; Accounting 101, Accounting 201;' I knew it wasn't for me." Making the life altering decision, he jumped ship and quickly switched majors in the Amish land of Bucknell, Pennsylvania in a Philosophy program.

When I asked how his college major affected his solo shows, he seemed hesitant.

"Philosophy is best for ideas." Mr. Lyras draws from the long tradition of our ancestors and subscribes to the storytelling aspect of the theatre. It's where he's gotten his best creations including the six characters in "The Common Air." But he didn't get here alone.

"Rob McCaskill is a coach I'd met and he's influenced me a lot." It is with the direction and co-writing of Mr. McCaskill that "The Common Air" has lifted off and appears destined for a long journey through the skies.

Mr. Lyras seems to be a realist about the current precipice theatre artists walk with their hesitant audience. "If you're going to bring people into the theatre and ask them to sit in the dark for 90 minutes, you have to give them more. They have to trust you; it has to be a journey, it has to be a story."

While the arc of the story is the beautiful dance in "The Common Air," the standout vehicle in this story is the performance of Mr. Lyras. When I brought that to his attention, he demurred: "It takes a long time for things to catch on...it's a faster world. So with email things spread and word spread."

Alex Lyras is a man who has had a great deal of success and his own share of failures. As is evidenced from his own work, it takes a great deal of trial and error. As he said regarding the work for his solo shows, "developing layers takes a lot of pictures and stories."

Alex Lyras doesn't claim to be any sort of sage. In fact, here is a full grown man who seems to still have the curiosity of a child. About his own travails he did tell me though that the "best advice for actors and writers is have some people who are honest around you."

Honesty is what has gotten this performer this far; his honest portrayal of these characters is illuminating indeed. Anyone interested in honest theatre in an apathetic world should make a point to see "The Common Air." While the east coast audience will need to wait for their fly-by, Mr. Lyras assured me, "the show is being developed for New York." In the meanwhile the skies the limit for this solo performer and folks out west should catch this bird before it's gone.

More resources

www.laweekly.com/index.php?option=com_lsd&task=theatersearch&letter=U&Itemid=108

http://www.calendarlive.com/stage/cl-et-common22feb22,0,6165896.story

VARIETY REVIEW http://www.variety.com/review/VE1117936875.html?c=33

Little Velvet Square: "Almost an Evening" Touches That Tender Little Spot...Almost

Feeling Around With A Little Velvet Square:

by Jesse Schmitt

When F. Murray Abraham’s God (“Who Judges”) character begins his stumping about humanities perpetual misinterpretation of the Ten Commandments, it seems intended as an eye opening experience for the audience assembled in the theatre. It also is addressed universally towards the-audience-within-the-audience that his character is playing to. However a line is soon crossed which sets off Mark Linn-Baker (“God Who Loves”) and sends them off into a battle royal which could have only been punctuated by a Springer character running on with a steel chair. It’s the message that gets muddled for both Mr. Abraham and a pair seeing the show-inside-the-show, after their show, as they discuss the merits of Mr. Abraham’s God over dinner which sets off a disagreement which evolves into a fight which could only be punctuated by a Springer character running on with a steel chair. It is only then that Mr. Abraham the actor who had “played God” arrives at the very restaurant where these two audience members are discussing his performance from just previous…

And on and on it goes.

Perhaps the description of this closing piece “Debate,” from the playwright himself could have better prepared us for this circuitousness when in the playbill we are warned: “Cosmic questions are taken up. Not much is learned.”

This is the feel of the evening in the trio of short works from Mr. Ethan Coen which make up “Almost an Evening,” his current presentation of short works at The Theatres at 45 Bleecker Street, currently running in New York City. There is plenty of pathos, plenty of wrath, and plenty of humor in the nearly 90 minutes of stage time in the three short pieces. I dare not call them “plays” in the traditional sense so much as vignettes or scenes; pieces of human interaction strung together to take the audience on a fully self-aware evening of theatre.

Mr. Coen is one half of the Oscar saddled Coen brothers; the Hollywood dream team who are responsible for such instant classics as "Raising Arizona", "O’Brother Where Art Thou", and "No Country For Old Men" just to name a few. However far from the glitz of Hollywood Bleecker Street is, the playwright did not come to the party empty handed. Many may recognize Mr. Linn-Baker as “Cousin Larry” but there is a whole talented troupe including Mr. Murray Abraham, J.R. Horne, Jordan Lage, Mary McCann, Del Pentecost, Joey Slotnick, Johanna Day, and Tim Hopper; each under the watchful eye of director Neil Pepe.

However, much to the benefit of the audience, this is not some self-congratulatory Hollywood ‘in crowd.’ While George Clooney does make a brief appearance on a magazine cover in Hell, the location of his appearance seems not at all coincidental. No this group are ensemble performers and they all approach the words of Mr. Coen under direction of Mr. Pepe with careful consideration. Many of the players are actually members of The Atlantic Theatre Company (William H. Macy & David Mamet’s theatre school) who is a producing agent for this show.

And their performances were all generally really good. So I hesitate to say anything more about the evening...But I will.

Here's my biggest gripe. In “Almost an Evening,” the heightened reality and overall story arc are predominantly absent. I feel like many of the lines spoken in these pieces are done so into the mirror; as though Mr. Coen himself were onstage, feeling shy. This, from one of my favorite filmmakers is outrageous; I'd certianly expected a lot more "Pop!" Some of the scenes in this evening reminded me of Larry, Curly, and Shemp more than Coen Brothers favorites like "Fargo" or "The Big Lebowski." Heck, even "The Man Who Wasn't There," has a beginning, middle, and end; it's the "Almost" in this evening which was the biggest qualifier and, unfortunately, it is also the biggest let down.

But my tone is all off because the acting was great! There is a fun irony which the players are able to pull off with grace and elegance. Everyone seemed to hit their spots and they all remained largely connected. Still, the conflicted tenor leaves one exiting the theatre as a maudlin drunk. The banter the actors share is delightful, and while some of their phrasings are witty; the spectacle is apparent; the bickering, jarring; the dynamism, relative. “Rage Against the Machine: If That’s the Way You Feel.”

I get it that Mr. Coen didn't want to take any playwright's milk money; so much of what is said in the theatre has already been said before. But we come to the theatre exactly for that; why do you think Shakespeare is continually remounted? It felt as though Mr. Coen saw the vertical distance in the pole vault, set his bar down and just walked away rather than giving it a go.

That said, “Almost an Evening,” more than lives up to its name. There is a certian "yuck-yuckiness" to the pieces which, in the end, is disappointing. Mr. Coen even evokes Mr. Mamet at one point and like a damsel, tied to the tracks it seemed as obvious as the freight train’s coming in the distance. And to be there is exactly where I felt I was. What this show does have going for it is just about everything else; the players give it their all and each are able to shine at moments; the direction is snappy; the production is nice. While the endgame is par for the course, if you’re looking for an enjoyable, but not impressively memorable evening at the theatre in the Village, “Almost an Evening,” is as just as good an option as any.