I loved the old Sombrero Playhouse! I am 55 and a Phoenix native. As a kid in the 60’s my Campfire Girls troupe attended a Russian ballet performance of Swan Lake, one of the most memorable experiences of my childhood. I will always remember the sound of toeshoes on the wooden stage and the tragic beauty of the “dying swan” scene. Later, I spent many a Saturday night with friends watching independent, foreign and art films and hanging out in the intimate courtyard chatting during intermission or before and after movies. What a great place! In those days, it was still possible to find places with character – populated by real characters! Unfortunately Phoenix has become far too homogenized and sanitized for its own good!
I loved the old Sombrero Playhouse! I am 55 and a Phoenix native. As a kid in the 60’s my Campfire Girls troupe attended a Russian ballet performance of Swan Lake, one of the most memorable experiences of my childhood. I will always remember the sound of toeshoes on the wooden stage and the tragic beauty of the “dying swan” scene. Later, I spent many a Saturday night with friends watching independent, foreign and art films and hanging out in the intimate courtyard chatting during intermission or before and after movies. What a great place! In those days, it was still possible to find places with character – populated by real characters! Unfortunately Phoenix has become far too homogenized and sanitized for its own good!