Spring break

By WILL SPITZ  |  March 9, 2006


It’s been five years since their last album, and boy, how we’ve missed Boise’s Built to Spill. In support of their new You in Reverse (Warner Bros.), indie guitar god Doug Martsch and company are at the Roxy, 279 Tremont St, Boston | 617.338.ROXY.


The exceedingly hilarious essayist/playwright/radio personality David Sedaris returns to town following two sold-out Boston appearances for a Bank of America Celebrity Series event to benefit Helping Hands, a locally based non-profit that provides trained monkeys to assist people with mobility impairments. The gay former housecleaner is at Symphony Hall, 301 Mass Ave, Boston | 3 pm | $30-$48 | 617.482.6661.


The ubiquitous Steve Almond, a Boston boy who writes of sex and candy, and Julianna Baggott, author of the best-selling Girl Talk, have teamed up for an epistolary novel called Which Brings Me to You: A Novel in Confessions (Algonquin) in which John and Jane meet at a wedding, tumble together in a coat closet, and begin a snail-mail correspondence between New York and Philadelphia detailing their lives in love with increasingly revealing (read: hotter) confessions. Almond and Baggott read at the Attic, 107R Union St, Newton | 7:30 pm | Free | 617.244.6619.

Boston Ballet presents “An Evening of Russian Ballet”, namely Bronislava Nijinska’s Les noces (choreographed, to the Stravinsky score, for Serge Diaghilev’s Ballets Russes in 1923), the third act of Aleksandr Glazunov’s Raymonda (a version of which the company did in 1996 under the rubric “Glazounov Classique”), excerpts from classics like Le Corsaire, and a series of short works including Spring Waters and The Dying Swan through May 7 at the Wang Theatre, 270 Tremont St, Boston | $39-$105 | 800.447.7400.


Lyric Stage Company of Boston presents the world premiere of local scribe Jack Neary’s Kong’s Night Out. Spiro Veloudos directs this screwball comedy, which is set in the hotel suite from which Fay Wray is abducted by the huge, hairy gorilla of the title. It runs through June 3 at the Lyric, 140 Clarendon St, Boston | $20-$45 | 866.811.4111.


Under the direction of David Hoose, the terrific Cantata Singers, who have entranced audiences since 1964, end their season with Handel’s Belshazzar, a timely oratorio about a siege of Babylon, at Jordan Hall, 30 Gainsborough St, Boston | 7:30 pm | $20-$48 | 617.868.5885.

Huntington Theatre Company artistic director Nicholas Martin, who’s directed Shakespeare elsewhere (most recently A Midsummer Night’s Dream at the Williamstown Theatre Festival), helms the Bard for the first time in Boston when he undertakes Love’s Labour’s Lost, that madcap early comedy where the King of Navarre and a posse of lords vow to give up girls in pursuit of their academic studies — just before the Princess of France and her three pretty pals show up. Through June 11, it’s at the Boston University Theatre, 264 Huntington Ave | $15-$70 | 617.266.0800.

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