Chicago’s Answer to Magic Castle

Magic Student Resting on Card College BooksKevin Pang of The Chicago Tribune tells us about the Windy City’s new magic enclave and suggests it may be a competitor to the iconic Magic Castle.

Heresy, we murmur.  Still, we were born and reared in Chicago just a few blocks from the old Edgewater Presbyterian Church on Bryn Mawr Avenue.  It was just up the street from the Walgreens and that liquor store that had no compunction about selling booze or girly magazines to 11 year-olds.

The church is no longer a church but the City Lit Theater.  The Trib describes it as an ornate, charmingly old-time performance space with wrap-around, elevated seating for 100. One does not expect a theater like this in a location like here.”

Magic Chicago is the monthly show offered by the performers and includes magic and novelty acts.

Their first performance was in July 2005 and they’ve hosted Max Maven, Arthur Trace, and Michael Ammar.

The Trib provides a psuedo-warning to the lay public:

This show isn’t what most people have in mind when they think of magic. There are no glitzy Vegas productions, with tigers and industrial circular saws. More often than not, minds are blown in the audience, and the performers are close enough to catch the splatter.

We understand Eugene Burger performed his Fear and Fate show this weekend.

Read the full story of the theater’s origins and creative philosophy in The Chicago Tribune here.

Visit Magic Chicago Here.

Pity the Dead on Halloween: Houdini Not Amused

Harry Houdini

Discover Magazine‘s Phil Plait worked with Justin Robert Young, Andrew Mayne and the folks at the James Randi Educational Foundation attempted to communicate with Harry Houdini during the foundation’s Halloween Seance.

Poor Houdini.  He works hard his whole life, from circus worker, to neck-tie cutter, to sideshow freak, to dime-museum magi, and finally world’s greatest escape artist and spiritualist debunker.  He cannot even rest in peace where ever his soul may now exist or not exist.

His work as an escape artist had him dangled from tall buildings, shoved into tight quarters with little air, submerged in frozen lakes and rivers, and a combination of all of the stunts in his Water Torture Escape.

To prepare for the exhibitions, he had to stay in top physical shape (without steroids or personal trainers), secret picks about and within his body, work the publicity machine around the world without the internets or even a fax machine.

Now, as he looks forward to an eternity of repose with his beloved, we magician types harass him to prove essentially that he will not answer.

We are just as skeptical as the next person — of course no one sits near us because we are constantly making comparisons to them — but wonder if there might be a better target for seance debunking.

Why not go for the spirit of some chatterbox?  Alexander Graham Bell might be someone to pick on.  He loved to talk.  How about Martha Raye, Oscar Wilde, or Woody Woodpecker?  Any politician might serve as a better test subject than someone who had already suffered so much attention and demands on his time like Houdini.

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