As a comment on the vacuous nature of the rock and roll lifestyle in the 60s and 70s and how dumb people look when they’ve done too many drugs, this show does a great job. Unfortunately that concept was eloquently communicated in the preshow slideshow. The content of the live performance consisted of about three jokes (usually involving lots and lots of sex and lots of lots of drugs) repeated over and over and over again for the next hour. The music was pretty good. The content was two-dimensional. I like my satire with a bit more wit.
Bad Day to be a Juggler will not teach you to juggle – but it will shed a light on why someone would want to become a juggler even though as he says “when you Google juggler – it autocorrects to unemployed”.
Comedy, Cabaret, Stand-Up, Improv, All Ages http://www.theajishow.com/badday/
There is a wall separating our heroine from the rest of the world, an invisible wall that she comes up against with a loud bang if ever she tries to connect with others. She is different. “The loner, the lone wolf, The Oddity.” At the start of Tiffany Anderson’s original play Oddity, we are introduced to a girl of five with lots of energy and a wonderful imagination. She talks to herself. She talks to us. She talks to Aliens. She’s got a camera in her head and she’s gonna show the aliens what the world looks like.
I freakin’ loved this show! Loved, loved loved! As a singer with an eclectic background in music, Kevin Armstrong’s Opera for Heathens spoke to my soul. But, you defiantly do not need any musical training to fall on love with this show.
When Missie walked on to the stage I saw a shy woman, slight build and…well…the silver onsie is hard to ignore. But then she spoke and I was captivated by her confidence and poise. Missie is a spoken word poet, so this performance is, as you would expect, a collection of spoken word poems. She ties them all together with a suitcase filled with dates, both in the future and the past. She speaks about her religious upbringing, sneaking her dad’s sci-fi books as a kid and how this all tied in to her vision of what today should look...
To begin my review for this play I decided to go on to Free Theatre Radical’s website and take a look at what others had to said. There are some amazing reviews on there, about their last play. Sadly I think Utopia fell short of the acclaims for Free/Fall from 2010.
I have to say, I was a bit concerned when I was going in to this one. How the heck is one woman going to play seven different people without losing the audience entirely? Right from the first scene when the first wife falls in to Purgatory I was entranced.
I have no idea how to review this performance for you. But go see it immediately, seriously right now, go book your ticket! It will sell out every night. Your group begins to gather by the tent, at this point everyone is already watching their bags. The paranoia begins, your heart rate increases.
This new play by Morag Haysom endeavors to bring forth an alternate to the accepted assumption that Vincent Van Gogh’s death was a suicide. Haysom’s narrative draws us into the troubled mind of Vincent Van Gogh, who, having always felt he was living in the shadow of his namesake, his brother Vincent who died at birth, fell into an ever increasingly restless life of loose hours and looser women, and, descended into mental illness, his angry self-righteousness alienating him and eventually leading him to self-mutilation and the loss of his ear.
