Who's Who?

Adam Sachs

Adam has been performing professionally for longer than he will admit.  In a 1969 (coincidentally, the same year RJ was born) article about Adam in the San Francisco Examiner, Adam was described—in what can only be considered damnation by faint praise—as a “professional of sorts.” In 1980, William Safire, writing in the New York Times, called Adam a “wise guy wiseacre.”  Given the status of Mr. Safire and the Examiner these days, Adam will have to find new kudos.  Actually, in fairness to Adam, the San Francisco Chronicle wrote in 2009 that Adam’s “jaw-dropping tabletop illusions can provoke dangerous disagreement between your optic nerve and your frontal lobe.”  We think they meant to say that anyone who is thinking about watching Adam perform should see a doctor.  
 
Adam recently performed at the famed Magic Castle in Hollywood, although management was unaware of it at the time.  The Castle has since initiated a height requirement for guests, in a  futile effort to prevent any recurrences.  Adam is dignified and refined, although (luckily for the rest of us), he sheds that façade before he steps into the theater.

 

Sebastian Boswell III

Sebastian Boswell III is widely considered to be one of the most distinctive performers in the field of mentalism and the demonstration of seemingly physical impossibilities. He is an international performer, and his career spans the globe from the theaters of Helsinki, Finland to the music stages of Norman, Oklahoma, and everywhere in between.

Okay, not everywhere. He hasn’t been to Qatar or Newfoundland. Yet.

It is not clear how long Sebastian has been performing professionally. At least 20 years; some say he has been performing for several decades, and perhaps longer. What has been documented, both in the press and in the archives of Interpol is that the accumulated knowledge and skill he demonstrates amazes his audiences, and often leaves them feeling they have witnessed something that will be the ultimate defining moment of their lives. Sebastian also proclaims that the miraculous feats he performs are in within the grasp of everyone, “should they decide to spend their lives pushing the limits of natural mental and physical abilities, instead of spending what little time they have on this planet doing whatever it is they currently do. Which I’m sure is fulfilling. In its own way. “

 

RJ Owens

Having been born on the Central Coast of California to a school principal and a prison matron set the stage for RJ. Having his father as his school principal and being a miscreant set RJ down the path to a life in magic. At the age of nine RJ was suspended by his father for a week from school (for transgressing some “unwritten law” yet to be divulged) and had to spend his days in the public library reading and finishing three book reports a day. There, he had his first dalliance in magic (unless of course, you count the disappearing quarters from his father’s change jar. Was that was the unwritten law he transgressed?).

RJ’s first paid performance was when he was 10, in in a mobile home park in Soledad, California. The fee was $25.00. It was there that RJ fell in love with the sound of laughter and applause. The money wasn’t bad, either. It was a lot better than quarters from a change jar.

He also joined a local theater company, where his first role was William Dowtown, a character described as “…Big as a house and dumb as a fencepost.”

So, at age 13, RJ packed his bags and moved to the Big City!…Salinas, California. He spent 8 seasons with The Western Stage, mostly behind the scenes as a technician and stagehand until one fateful day when the director of 'Our Town' shouted out…”who’s the fat kid?" “Gimme the FAT KID!" The rest is as they say: History. RJ has been performing ever since. Magic and Acting have taken RJ around the globe, both physically and on film and television. Some of you might remember RJ’s scene in the movie 'The Darwin Awards'. . Most recently he was seen on the NBC TV Show “Trauma” as Funnel Cake Matt. Yeah he died…but what a death!

As for RJ’s future…who knows? In the words of his grandmother, “You’re 40, how much future do you have left?"