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Mar 6 05: snip! snip!
Well, Shockheaded Peter sure as hell ain’t for everybody. Some of us in tonight’s audience loved it. Some people clearly didn’t know what the hell to make of it, and their laughter was as often as not of the nervous sort. And some people hated it: one audience member—some obnoxious teenager, it seemed at the time—got up and loudly announced “Well, I’m sorry folks, but I’m abandoning ship…this is fucking boring” as he stomped down the stairs. Others followed him, in twos and threes at irregular intervals, albeit without the signs of poor upbringing.
For my part? I loved it. It had its uneven moments, but when it was good, it was very very good. It could negotiate the turn from funny to seriously unsettling without blinking. And the music was always delicious. I bought myself a couple of Tiger Lillies albums in the lobby after the show, because you can’t get them in the States and I figured I should jump at the chance whilst I had it. The Tiger Lillies themselves helped me decide which ones to buy—because their catalog is voluminous—and then signed them both. You sort of expect that when you meet them they’ll be, like, seriously freaky, but they seemed very nice indeed. Even Martin Jacques, the to-watch-him-perform-you-think-he-must-be-a-total-whack-job countertenor, who is officially a member of my Pantheon of Heroes.1
And then we had beers with Bobbó, and now I’m off to bed. Huzzah!
1 Other prominent members, in case you were wondering: Lynda Barry, Neil Gaiman, Larry Marder, Jonatha Brooke, Rufus Wainwright.
Commentary
Twas a wonderful evening. And thank you for keeping me involved in the goings on of this seriously nutty town.
posted by Grendel, Mar 10 05 10:16 PM
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