We arrived at 9 p.m., parked at the West Oakland BART station and walked the block or so to the Fire Arts Festival. A gathering of local neighbors stood just outside the fence, watching. Giant hand-wrought metal sculptures — spiders, dragons, machines from the future/past — viewable from that distance, and from the BART trains passing by above, thumped and shook and spewed balls of fire high into the air. more ›

Stage Fog doesn't have anything against dancers, and to prove it we're featuring some of our favorite companies this week. more ›

Rest in peace, Arthur Miller. Stage picks for this week, the VD version, with enough types of love for the sappy to the scornful. more ›