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Layon Gray (born January 26, 1969, in Alexandria, Louisiana) is an American playwright. Gray, is the writer of the Off-Broadway play Black Angels Over Tuskegee which is currently in its 7th year at St. Luke's Theatre. The play is about the historical Tuskegee Airmen. He won an NAACP Award for the play, and an Artistic Director's Achievement Award. His play The Girls Of Summer, about an all negro female baseball team in 1945, which won a 2005 NAACP Award for Best Play is in the works as a feature film. His most recent work Kings Of Harlem, about the 1939 Harlem Rens basketball team played to sell-out audiences in New York and North Carolina in 2015.
Get tickets to "Black Angels Over Tuskegee": http://www.broadway.com/shows/black-angels-over-tuskogee/ "Black Angels Over Tuskegee"'s Layon Gray reveals what roused him to turn the exhilirating story of the Tuskegee Airmen during World War II into an enthralling piece of theater, and what he hopes their moving story will inpsire in others.
COWBOY written and directed by Layon Gray is a powerful story about Bass Reeves, a freed slave who protected the Wild West as the first African - American United States Deputy Marshal. Bass is said to have arrested more than 3,000 outlaws without sustaining a single gun wound. Many people said he inspired the Lone Ranger character. "Set in a saloon in the Indian territory 1888, a tornado is quickly approaching as Bass and his Indian partner find themselves stuck inside with a group of outlaws, one for which he has a death warrant. " Here is scene below taken from the play. The show sold out all performances in a day at the 2019 National Black Theatre Festival.
COWBOY written and directed by Layon Gray is a powerful story about Bass Reeves, a freed slave who protected the Wild West as the first African - American United States Deputy Marshal. Bass is said to have arrested more than 3,000 outlaws without sustaining a single gun wound. Many people said he inspired the Lone Ranger character. "Set in a saloon in the Indian territory 1888, a tornado is quickly approaching as Bass and his Indian partner find themselves stuck inside with a group of outlaws, one for which he has a death warrant. " Here is scene below taken from the play. The show sold out all performances in a day at the 2019 National Black Theatre Festival.
LAYON GRAY will be the 1st Headliner to grace the "Life In A Day Of" website!! Layon has spent over 20 yrs in the writing, directing, & developing stage plays and films field. He is a 3x NAACP award winner, 2012 Al Sharpton Man of Vision Award winner, just to name a few. He is currently directing, producing, & acting in "Black Angels Over Tuskegee", a phenomenal play based on the Tuskegee Airmen!! In its 4th yr Off Broadway! (unheard of!) I've seen it 3 times and it gets better every time! "Life In A Day Of... Layon Gray" www.lifeinadayof.com Twitter: @lifeinadayof Instagram: @lifeinadayof Facebook: Life In A Day Of
2017 was LGATCO most successful year touring 4 plays written, directed and produced by Layon Gray. Black Angels Over Tuskegee, Kings Of Harlem, The Girls Of Summer, and the world premiere of Black Sparta. Thank you for supporting Layon Gray plays. More to come in 2018. www.LayonGray.com
an excerpt from Layon Gray's play Kings of Harlem. Based on the New York Harlem Rens basketball team. The play won Best Play, Best Director, Best Ensemble, Best Supporting Actor in 2018. www.KingsOfHarlem.com Written and Directed by Layon Gray
Layon Gray's Kings of Harlem is coming to the John Lyman Center in New Haven this weekend.
Layon Gray, one of America's new voice in traditional African American theater has penned a masterpiece for all audiences. A Play about the Tuskegee Airmen.
Carlette Christmas interviews Layon Gray. Gray writes, directs and develops stage plays and films focusing on creating conversational dialogue in his works. He and Carlette discuss his Award winning play "Black Angels Over Tuskegee" the story of the Tuskegee Airmen who through all odds persevered through segregation becoming one of the most revered group of airmen of WW2.
Scenes taken from a few films directed by Layon Gray. For more information on Layon log onto his website at www.LayonGray.com
Layon Gray (born January 26, 1969, in Alexandria, Louisiana) is an American playwright. Gray, is the writer of the Off-Broadway play Black Angels Over Tuskegee which is currently in its 7th year at St. Luke's Theatre. The play is about the historical Tuskegee Airmen. He won an NAACP Award for the play, and an Artistic Director's Achievement Award. His play The Girls Of Summer, about an all negro female baseball team in 1945, which won a 2005 NAACP Award for Best Play is in the works as a feature film. His most recent work Kings Of Harlem, about the 1939 Harlem Rens basketball team played to sell-out audiences in New York and North Carolina in 2015.
Enamorado de una luna negra...que sale pocas veces.
Despu?s de tanto tiempo...vuelvo a encontrarme con ella...tenemos muchas cosas que hablar.
Porque llorando no consigo lo que quiero y el sol ahora manda, se me escap? tu amor otra vez y ya van dos. Ser?n horas de odio, de llantos sin perd?n, escondido en mi cuarto, con la persiana bajada.As? te recordar? en la oscuridad eterna con una linterna y solo por si quiero escribirte.
Recuerdo ese ?ltimo adios, pereci? muy triste, dijiste volver? y yo te mir? y te fuiste. Ah? comenz? mi soledad y lo sabes, en el punto clave nuestra cita termin? y sali? el sol, el que me ha robado todo, ese que de luz llen? y estropeo mis sue?os.
Mam? me llama para comer y no tengo hambre ni ganas de salir de estas cuetro paredes que me encierran como un preso hasta que llegue la noche y otra vez, como de costumbre, sonrie y derroche. Las horas se pasan como minutos eternos, mis ansias por verte me llevar?n al infierno. No llega la tarde y me fumo un par de...para no parar de recordar tu nombre.
Hombre busca luna para un amor nocturno, un turno de noche infinito sin retorno. Miro mi reloj y marca las siete y cuarto, se est? llendo el sol y se va a cumplir mi pacto, tanta ansia ya me ha vuelto un desquiciado, he olvidado por el d?a hacer mi vida y as? pago. Me he quedado flaco por tu amor, coraz?n por amor ahora yo tengo que cuidar mis pasos.
Te veo de lejos, vas apareciendo, vas naciendo y diciendo las palabras que deseo. Otra vez juntos, solos tu y yo, con estrellas de testigo para confirmar mi amor.
Noche ba?ada en tinta, ilusiones en papel, mi vida grabada en cinta, decepciones por doquier, madrugada sin reflejos en el mar, sin mirar, sin pasar y pensar en mi oscura luna negra.
Noche ba?ada en tinta, ilusiones en papel, mi vida grabada en cinta, decepciones por doquier, madrugada sin reflejos en el mar, sin mirar, sin pasar y pensar en mi oscura luna negra.
Lleg? la oscuridad y con ella mi tristeza, empez? la soledad y sali? mi luna negra, las calles se apagaron, buscaron intimidad, yo solo quise piedad y la paz se march? lejos, ella no me intimida aunque digan lo contrario, solo ella cubre mi calvario.
Paseo por la city con un sensamiento eterno, se que volver? a pisar las aceras del infierno. Esta luna me persigue y yo no controlo nada, cada calada es fumada, es una pisada en falso. La miro y me reflejo, es como un espejo nuevo, es como jugar a un juego sin principio y sin final no, no quiero llorar yo, si quiero esperar y perder la verdad en cada rinc?n del barrio porque solo hay problemas cuando luna negra sale, no me vale ser el ?nico que suplic? clemencia. Tengo la esperanza como un recurso, abuso de ella y termino cual recuso encerrado en la prisi?n, con presi?n y sin salida, son noches de luna negra las que jodieron mi vida, pero a?n la quiero aunque diga lo contrario y me siento como adversario en una batalla est?pida.
Ella enciende Madrid y David lo mira, porque saca su peque?o reflejo y lo ilumina. L?grimas en l?mina de odio y de perd?n, no quise ser el nombrado como un hijo de dios porque solo soy normal con mis pros y con mis contras, un chico que advierte y afronta las calles suicidas, pronto ser? de d?a, ella se marchar? y no pronto volver? porque se ha perdido el tiempo. Yo solo lo siento, desde aqu? recuerdo este amanecer en mi playa del desierto.
Noche ba?ada en tinta, ilusiones en papel, mi vida grabada en cinta, decepciones por doquier, madrugada sin reflejos en el mar, sin mirar, sin pasar y pensar en mi oscura luna negra.
Noche ba?ada en tinta, ilusiones en papel, mi vida grabada en cinta, decepciones por doquier, madrugada sin reflejos en el mar, sin mirar, sin pasar y pensar en mi oscura luna negra.
Y de nuevo sali? el sol...la volv? a perder de vista...hasta la pr?xima vez...
No s? ni porqu?, ni cuando, ni como, no lo se, solo se que no estoy loco. La soledad se empe?a en acompa?arme como una l?grima que quema.
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