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A pleasant and satisfactory day. I decided to hit just 3 shows, none consecutive, giving me time to catch up on chores and household projects and rack up 6 miles on my bike just riding back and forth to the nearby shows. All 3 shows were very full, but we got into all of them. None of them blew me away, but all were good fun.
My bike is still struggling with spoke issues, but I managed to get the loose spokes tight enough so they stopped squeaking. The wheel is just barely round enough so it doesn't rub on the brake when it turns, which is a minor miracle in itself. About 5 minutes before we had to leave for the last show I had adjusted the spoke tension to the point where the wheel was getting stuck on the brake with every revolution. No more squeaks, but that's small consolation when the wheel doesn't really turn any more. I frantically started loosening the spokes I'd just over-tightened and managed to get it back to (barely) rideable condition in the nick of time.
1:00 Do Not Kill Me, Killer Robots! * * * *
Playwright Center
An unconnected set of short one-man plays loosely connected by a very clever framing sequence. The protagonist discovers the fatal weakness in the programming of the horde of killer robots that is systematically wiping out all human life on earth - they are forbidden to harm a human who is engaged in solo performance art. Our protagonist just happens to be a solo performance artist, so he staves off death by performing one piece after another for his robot audience (us). Props and additional cast members have been hastily constructed out of corrugated cardboard and a box of sharpies, and the audience is encouraged to join in by chanting "PU-NY HU-MAN" and the like. The random short pieces were pretty good (especially Space Camp, with its large cast of cardboard kids and counselors), but the best part was the recap of the killer robot campaign (which our hero follows on YouTube and Facebook while scurrying from one abandoned coffee shop basement to another one step ahead of the robots.) Unfortunately we were stuck with a very passive audience, only a few of whom were willing to join in random chants of "PU-NY HUMAN."
4:00 The Anton Kissbougel Technique * * *
Balance Fitness Studio
I had modest hopes for this one, but since it's right in the neighborhood it seemed worth a try. It was a parody of a beginning yoga class, with the audience of 16 joining in as students. The Kissbougel Technique turns out to be a system of breathing, meditation and simple poses that opens up the chakras and connects them to the digestive process. Warmups include visualization of baked goods ("If you don't eat wheat, feel free to visualize something else, like a spelt loaf"), massaging of auras and shaking off the crumbs. Eventually we learn the 4 basic exercises necessary to keep the body in tune for the ancient art of throat singing (sort of) with the "nether hole." It's all good-humored, entertaining and strangely refreshing.
7:00 Flops! * * * *
Intermedia Arts
A selection of the best songs from the worst musicals, extremely well performed by an energetic cast. The songs were better than I expected, and the performances were excellent. Thoroughly enjoyable.
My bike is still struggling with spoke issues, but I managed to get the loose spokes tight enough so they stopped squeaking. The wheel is just barely round enough so it doesn't rub on the brake when it turns, which is a minor miracle in itself. About 5 minutes before we had to leave for the last show I had adjusted the spoke tension to the point where the wheel was getting stuck on the brake with every revolution. No more squeaks, but that's small consolation when the wheel doesn't really turn any more. I frantically started loosening the spokes I'd just over-tightened and managed to get it back to (barely) rideable condition in the nick of time.
1:00 Do Not Kill Me, Killer Robots! * * * *
Playwright Center
An unconnected set of short one-man plays loosely connected by a very clever framing sequence. The protagonist discovers the fatal weakness in the programming of the horde of killer robots that is systematically wiping out all human life on earth - they are forbidden to harm a human who is engaged in solo performance art. Our protagonist just happens to be a solo performance artist, so he staves off death by performing one piece after another for his robot audience (us). Props and additional cast members have been hastily constructed out of corrugated cardboard and a box of sharpies, and the audience is encouraged to join in by chanting "PU-NY HU-MAN" and the like. The random short pieces were pretty good (especially Space Camp, with its large cast of cardboard kids and counselors), but the best part was the recap of the killer robot campaign (which our hero follows on YouTube and Facebook while scurrying from one abandoned coffee shop basement to another one step ahead of the robots.) Unfortunately we were stuck with a very passive audience, only a few of whom were willing to join in random chants of "PU-NY HUMAN."
4:00 The Anton Kissbougel Technique * * *
Balance Fitness Studio
I had modest hopes for this one, but since it's right in the neighborhood it seemed worth a try. It was a parody of a beginning yoga class, with the audience of 16 joining in as students. The Kissbougel Technique turns out to be a system of breathing, meditation and simple poses that opens up the chakras and connects them to the digestive process. Warmups include visualization of baked goods ("If you don't eat wheat, feel free to visualize something else, like a spelt loaf"), massaging of auras and shaking off the crumbs. Eventually we learn the 4 basic exercises necessary to keep the body in tune for the ancient art of throat singing (sort of) with the "nether hole." It's all good-humored, entertaining and strangely refreshing.
7:00 Flops! * * * *
Intermedia Arts
A selection of the best songs from the worst musicals, extremely well performed by an energetic cast. The songs were better than I expected, and the performances were excellent. Thoroughly enjoyable.
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:03 pm (UTC)Also, have you read Not Since Carrie ? It's a history of Broadway Fail, and very enjoyable.
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Date: 2010-08-15 02:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 12:53 am (UTC)