I began rehearsals today for David Yazbek and Jeffrey Lane’s Dirty Rotten Scoundrels at the Priscilla Beach Theatre in Plymouth, Massachusetts, where I’m directing a young company culled from some of the choice university musical theatre programs in the country. It’s fitting to return to PBT (for reasons you’ll soon find out) and the rich history of the theatre, and my connection to it, is worth repeating to those haven’t heard me tell it. This column is the product of some research I’ve done over the years in order to go behind-the-scenes of how this 144-year-old barn structure became what it is now: an historic playhouse.
Although down to two acres from what was once a sprawling farm in the late nineteenth-century, this plot of land in the village of Manomet — a community consisting of a private beach on Cape Cod Bay called Priscilla Beach — is on the site of the Taylor farm, first erected in 1875. The property was purchased for $12,500 from the Taylor family in 1937 by Franklin and Agnes Trask, whose idea it was to house a summer stock playhouse in the barn. They had done something similar a few years earlier with another barn in Massachusetts, but after a few seasons there, discovered there was no audience for it in the small town of Westford, and decided to look elsewhere, finally settling on Plymouth.
The original barn — erected in 1875 by Horace B. Taylor (date of photo unknown).
Franklin and Agnes Trask’s transformation from barn to theatre (date of photo unknown)
Calling it the Priscilla Beach Drama Festival, Franklin Trask scavenged the best he could in order to turn what was already then a sixty-two year old barn into a theatre. My favorite story is how he got its original seats, which he procured from the old Manhattan Opera House. Hearing that the theatre had recently had to remove the first ten rows of plush red chairs to make room for an enormous stage production of Max Reinhardt’s The Eternal Road (a history of the Jews), Trask worked out a deal that by just hauling them from West 39th Street in New York City up to Plymouth, they were his for free. Only the chairs were so opulent in size and splendor, that when they were finally installed, a row capable of holding seven seats was reduced to four, thereby curtailing the theatre’s capacity and severely cutting into revenue for selling tickets.
Since this was pre-World War II, and still the height of the Depression, Trask also had his ears out for making any deals he could with venues that were going under. When he heard that the City Theatre in Brockton, some forty miles to the west of Plymouth, was auctioning off three floors of stage scenery, props and furniture, he acquired eight van loads, which was fine — save for the fact it became an enormous storage problem for the theatre.
Following a process they had done previously, the Trasks advertised that coming to the theatre would give young men and women the chance to act, as well as a promise they would receive instruction in all aspects of theatre (translation: they would build and paint scenery for free). That’s always been a part of the allure of stock, and in actuality, classes in speech, dance, pantomime, stage makeup, and improvisation were offered. And these young people paid for the privilege: $180 was the initial tuition, which was A LOT of money then. And yet, the first summer managed to lure 120 actors, which proved way too much of a burden on its finances, and so by the summer of 1941, a limited enrollment was instituted, capping the residents at forty.
A typical summer cast and crew, circa the 1940s.
Shortly thereafter, the Trasks decided to shake things up a bit and introduced the concept of genuine “stars” playing PBT (as it was becoming known) and integrate them into the standing summer company for a single show. This is how Gloria Swanson, as well as Veronica Lake, Flora Robson, Edward Everett Horton and Charlie Ruggles came to grace the barn stage. Pat Carroll, who has enjoyed a long career as an actress (and who will forever be known as the voice of Ursulla in Disney’s The Little Mermaid), described how as a PBT apprentice that “Ms. Swanson never spoke directly to any of the students, preferring to communicate with them through the stage manager.”
Besides Pat Carroll, other apprentices over the years included Paul Newman, Sandy Dennis, Estelle Parsons and Jean Seberg (at age seventeen, a year before she won an international acting competition to play Joan of Arc in the 1957 film Saint Joan). Even Albert Brooks and Rob Reiner, best friends at Beverly Hills High, travelled 3,000 miles to appear in shows at PBT.
“Bob” Reiner, a few years before fame and fortune.
And though nowhere near as famous as those names, I am an alumnus myself of three summers between 1974 and 1976. I arrived at seventeen, still in high school, and performed with mostly Tufts University students, grandfathered in through a local home town connection who was spearheading the summer season. By the time I left at nineteen, I cemented many friendships I maintain to this day. One of them is with Peter Gallagher, with whom I played in The Fantasticks, Forum and Dames at Sea. We even by sheer chance wound up living on the same street in Los Angeles for a number of years when he moved out to play Sandy Cohen on The O.C., with our kids becoming friends and going to the same school together.
Peter Gallagher and myself (in sailor suits) in 1975’s Dames at Sea at the Priscilla Beach Theatre.
PBT was lushly brought back to life in 2015 by Plymouth locals Bob and Sandy Malone (deserving of an entirely separate column all to themselves), who in an enormous investment of love and serious dough, have made it possible for the old barn to once again pulsate with life … and musical theatre.
Miraculously, how the theatre looks today.
The Priscilla Beach Theatre, 2019
Amongst the theatre’s archives are testimonials from many who played on its stage between the 1940s and 1970s, when the theatre was in its hey day. They read as if they were interchangeable with how the young college students currently living on the campus feel about the experience. It is too much damn fun putting on plays that are rehearsed in the day and performed at night. Though some of these summer days are hot, the nights usually bring a cool ocean breeze that you can’t get from most spots in the U.S. during the months of July and August. For me, that’s part of the irresistible appeal of coming here for what is now my fifth summer. And as you can see from this photograph of the current production of Hairspray, the joy is immediately apparent (and infectious).
“You Can’t Stop the Beat” (Photo by Joe Davies).
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