Steve Mayne: Hope & Other Evils

Every family says they’ve got chaos in their blood. In this family, it’s not a metaphor — it’s a birth certificate.

Steve Mayne (Tall Tales & Cocktails) brings a brand new hour into development, retelling the myth of Prometheus: the Titan who was never quite one of the family, born to a father from the old guard and a mother who barely rates a footnote in the history books. He’s the smart one at a table full of relatives who solve every argument with brute force, the guy who saw the family war coming, picked the winning side, and still ended up chained to a rock for his trouble.

This is the story of the being who stole fire from the gods, built humanity out of clay and bad decisions, and then had to watch Zeus take revenge on the very species he’d just invented, sent as a gift, built specifically to bring the whole thing down. Hope was in that jar too. Hope didn’t rush to get out. Hope is not the good guy here.

Expect Titans, torture, a liver with worse regenerative manners than its owner, a brother who’s more fun at parties but considerably less useful in a crisis, and one very long-running refusal to answer a very simple question.

This is a Work in Progress performance — new material, first outings, a few rough edges, and a full hour taking shape in front of a live audience. Come and watch a myth turn into a show, before it decides what it wants to be.