Between the Via Emilia and the Midwest. Clementi and Nuccini give voice to Sam Shepard’s Suspended America

The lights, buttered by the smoke machine, bang on the hats. The faces disappear and only the frames of the glasses, the leather of the shoes and belts remain. Then comes the music. Then the words. Those who, without really looking for it, find the profound meaning of things in a little girl chasing a piece of cellophane in a deserted clearing. Or in the mystery of a dead bird in a supermarket parking lot. Velvet rooms and disinfectant. Plaster dinosaurs, with little blue lights for eyes. He wrote them in “Motel Chronicles” Sam ShepardPulitzer for theater in 1979.