the bass the rock the mic the treble
If this had been a normal week, I would be geeking the heck out right now. Because tonight is...
Final Dress!
That's right! We pile our crazy Lewis Carroll parade into the basement of Lucky Cheng's (otherwise known as Waikiki Wally's Tiki Lounge), we hang lights, I rush around like a chicken with my head cut off and get everyone's sweaty bodies into their costumes, and we go go go. Goal is 2 runs tonight. We had our first full cast, altogether now run through last night and I shudder to say...it went very very well.
We also got amazing free press in Backstage magazine (a feature on their calendar - gah!), and the reservations are pouring in. I recommend to all attendees - show up freakishly early. Show up in the morning. Camp out. Seats are gonna go FAST.
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For a drama-oriented gal, I don't actually go to see much theatre. But I do see movies, cabarets, and concerts. This summer has been particularly grand in the concert department, because The Beaux, being Oh So Much More Hardcore than I has inspired me to seek out tickets to some rougher fare than my typical piano-rock. In the fall, I was fortunate enough to catch an AMAZING Dresden Dolls gig at Webster Hall, and an equally gorgeous Rufus Wainwright show at a big theater uptown (whose name escapes me). But this summer, I have caught the Reznor (see earlier entry) and his Nine Inch Nails, and Mindless Self Indulgence and their foxy foxy bassist, Miss Lyn-Z.
Amazing.
Seeing their show Friday pumped life back into my depressed body (although Tom is still very much on my mind) and gave me the strength, I think, to carry on with my own production. The day that Tom died, all of us - my family, the parts of the cast that had been at the hospital with me, the rest who met us there - came together at the venue and miraculously rehearsed the show through pain and shock. Tom was the makeup artist on the original production back in 02, when our Alice was some 12 years old, and our Caterpillar was 15. And me. I was 17. But the rehearsal with Tom's soul still hanging between worlds...it was so surreal. The work got done but it left me wasted. So to gear up in shredded jeans, jump around and scream out absolute ridiculousness:
I definitely give myself props
And that way I always get what I want
(muthafucker)
I'm struggling try to keep my edge
With 2 hookers and an 8 ball
nigga for all the stolen goodz
As I rock that nigga to get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all a my bitches
...was so theraputic. And what quality silliness. Especially from a twiggy gay man with a mohawk, who EATS $20 BILLS, jumps about on a Dance-Dance-Revolution pad, creates a giant audience orgy out of vocal assignments (one half of the room was "oooh," the other, "aaah!" and one corner "who's your daddy!"), and offers a free t-shirt in exchange for shaving someone's head (almost everyone volunteered - the boy that won walked away giddy, with a big bald stripe through his thick pretty hair).
But this was exactly what I needed to see. "Alice" is a party show, in the vein of the now-forgotten "Donkey Show," and ever-popular "Awesome 80s Prom." We are a get-in-the-audience's-face type deal, with lots of kitsch and lots of cheap laughs. But we also ROCK HARD. MSI manages their childishness by packaging it up with heavy beats and killer tunes. If my dear "Alice" has a kindred band, they are most certainly it.
And with that, I shall leave you, excitedly, for my last hour of work before Dress n Tech, and the Day Of.
COME ON DOWN!
The Real Theater Company & Gotham Rock Star present...
Alice Through the Subway System
Written & Directed by Maggie Levin
Friday, July 28 8:30pm
at Lucky Cheng's
24 First Avenue (Downstairs)
F to 2nd Ave
Admission is free! RSVP to AliceRSVP@gmail.com
When Alice Liddells commute takes a turn into Wonderland, she finds herself confronted by strangely familiar and peculiar characters. From the Cheshire Rat to the Mad Rapper, witness a trip through the New York City underground that rocks and rolls. "Alice Through the Subway System" is a fresh, urban twist on Lewis Carroll's classic tales.
This interactive performance will be followed by London Calling: The 80's Dance Party with DJs spinning 80's, Brit Pop, and New Wave. With the help of the gracious bartenders at Waikiki Wallys, audience members are encouraged to drink and dance themselves mad with the cast - to complete the evenings trip down the rabbit hole.
Final Dress!
That's right! We pile our crazy Lewis Carroll parade into the basement of Lucky Cheng's (otherwise known as Waikiki Wally's Tiki Lounge), we hang lights, I rush around like a chicken with my head cut off and get everyone's sweaty bodies into their costumes, and we go go go. Goal is 2 runs tonight. We had our first full cast, altogether now run through last night and I shudder to say...it went very very well.
We also got amazing free press in Backstage magazine (a feature on their calendar - gah!), and the reservations are pouring in. I recommend to all attendees - show up freakishly early. Show up in the morning. Camp out. Seats are gonna go FAST.
-----
For a drama-oriented gal, I don't actually go to see much theatre. But I do see movies, cabarets, and concerts. This summer has been particularly grand in the concert department, because The Beaux, being Oh So Much More Hardcore than I has inspired me to seek out tickets to some rougher fare than my typical piano-rock. In the fall, I was fortunate enough to catch an AMAZING Dresden Dolls gig at Webster Hall, and an equally gorgeous Rufus Wainwright show at a big theater uptown (whose name escapes me). But this summer, I have caught the Reznor (see earlier entry) and his Nine Inch Nails, and Mindless Self Indulgence and their foxy foxy bassist, Miss Lyn-Z.
Amazing.
Seeing their show Friday pumped life back into my depressed body (although Tom is still very much on my mind) and gave me the strength, I think, to carry on with my own production. The day that Tom died, all of us - my family, the parts of the cast that had been at the hospital with me, the rest who met us there - came together at the venue and miraculously rehearsed the show through pain and shock. Tom was the makeup artist on the original production back in 02, when our Alice was some 12 years old, and our Caterpillar was 15. And me. I was 17. But the rehearsal with Tom's soul still hanging between worlds...it was so surreal. The work got done but it left me wasted. So to gear up in shredded jeans, jump around and scream out absolute ridiculousness:
I definitely give myself props
And that way I always get what I want
(muthafucker)
I'm struggling try to keep my edge
With 2 hookers and an 8 ball
nigga for all the stolen goodz
As I rock that nigga to get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all a my bitches
...was so theraputic. And what quality silliness. Especially from a twiggy gay man with a mohawk, who EATS $20 BILLS, jumps about on a Dance-Dance-Revolution pad, creates a giant audience orgy out of vocal assignments (one half of the room was "oooh," the other, "aaah!" and one corner "who's your daddy!"), and offers a free t-shirt in exchange for shaving someone's head (almost everyone volunteered - the boy that won walked away giddy, with a big bald stripe through his thick pretty hair).
But this was exactly what I needed to see. "Alice" is a party show, in the vein of the now-forgotten "Donkey Show," and ever-popular "Awesome 80s Prom." We are a get-in-the-audience's-face type deal, with lots of kitsch and lots of cheap laughs. But we also ROCK HARD. MSI manages their childishness by packaging it up with heavy beats and killer tunes. If my dear "Alice" has a kindred band, they are most certainly it.
And with that, I shall leave you, excitedly, for my last hour of work before Dress n Tech, and the Day Of.
COME ON DOWN!
The Real Theater Company & Gotham Rock Star present...
Alice Through the Subway System
Written & Directed by Maggie Levin
Friday, July 28 8:30pm
at Lucky Cheng's
24 First Avenue (Downstairs)
F to 2nd Ave
Admission is free! RSVP to AliceRSVP@gmail.com
When Alice Liddells commute takes a turn into Wonderland, she finds herself confronted by strangely familiar and peculiar characters. From the Cheshire Rat to the Mad Rapper, witness a trip through the New York City underground that rocks and rolls. "Alice Through the Subway System" is a fresh, urban twist on Lewis Carroll's classic tales.
This interactive performance will be followed by London Calling: The 80's Dance Party with DJs spinning 80's, Brit Pop, and New Wave. With the help of the gracious bartenders at Waikiki Wallys, audience members are encouraged to drink and dance themselves mad with the cast - to complete the evenings trip down the rabbit hole.
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