Cabarets!
I love cabarets, I love the image of cabarets, I love dressing up and going out and sitting in a small dark room to hear a singer croon.
But I don't always love the crowded hallways, packed tightly as that elevator from Willy Wonka. I don't love when we sit on high stools so your feet dangle and you can never be connected to the ground, constantly shifting your weight because you're at a back table in a corner with five other people.
I do love the small dark room, where the light and hope and love comes from the stage (and the candles on the tables).
I saw "In Trousers" at the Duplex last night. This was my first show at the Duplex. I've frequented Don't Tell Mama's and other cabarets across the city. There they have chairs where your feet stay on the ground.
I was so glad to see it- it's the first part in the Falsetto/land trilogy, rarely done and now I know why. It was a song cycle about Marvin, and the beginning of the sequence that will take place over the next two musicals.
The performers were all good. The movement was engaging. The show is very strange, but has that signature Finn humor. I loved hearing musical themes that would be repeated in the other musicals- especially one from Marvin as a teenager that becomes a theme for his son, Jason.
I sat at a table with someone I assist-directed in a local college show. He's studying with T. Schreiber now. Mike came with me.
The show was 15$ and a two drink minimum. You order your drinks before the show starts, that model.I hate it, hate it, hate it. I don't want to say I'm a non-drinker to the table. (that's not true). But I have been severely limiting my alcohol lately, especially with my show coming up and my throat not feeling as wonderful as I'd like it to. And instead I have to order two drinks. I'd rather pay double for Perrier, but it wasn't on the menu.
I love cabarets, but I'd love them more without the booze and stools. Which is sort of a defining concept of cabarets. So there you have it, ladies & germs.
But I don't always love the crowded hallways, packed tightly as that elevator from Willy Wonka. I don't love when we sit on high stools so your feet dangle and you can never be connected to the ground, constantly shifting your weight because you're at a back table in a corner with five other people.
I do love the small dark room, where the light and hope and love comes from the stage (and the candles on the tables).
I saw "In Trousers" at the Duplex last night. This was my first show at the Duplex. I've frequented Don't Tell Mama's and other cabarets across the city. There they have chairs where your feet stay on the ground.
I was so glad to see it- it's the first part in the Falsetto/land trilogy, rarely done and now I know why. It was a song cycle about Marvin, and the beginning of the sequence that will take place over the next two musicals.
The performers were all good. The movement was engaging. The show is very strange, but has that signature Finn humor. I loved hearing musical themes that would be repeated in the other musicals- especially one from Marvin as a teenager that becomes a theme for his son, Jason.
I sat at a table with someone I assist-directed in a local college show. He's studying with T. Schreiber now. Mike came with me.
The show was 15$ and a two drink minimum. You order your drinks before the show starts, that model.I hate it, hate it, hate it. I don't want to say I'm a non-drinker to the table. (that's not true). But I have been severely limiting my alcohol lately, especially with my show coming up and my throat not feeling as wonderful as I'd like it to. And instead I have to order two drinks. I'd rather pay double for Perrier, but it wasn't on the menu.
I love cabarets, but I'd love them more without the booze and stools. Which is sort of a defining concept of cabarets. So there you have it, ladies & germs.