by Jed M

The Saturday, May 8th performance of Saint Genet’s Paradisiacal Rites is SOLD OUT. A cash only waiting list will be started at 7pm in our upstairs lobby for any seats still not claimed at show time.

Walking alone, standing, overwhelming sensation of death as we await for everything to start
give me a hand
we are all lost
Don't you fucking look at me that way, so sideways
Slow-motion spinning porcupines
I can feel you piercing my skin
we are all dead
Walk slowly, tell me secrets
The unbearable feelings that you are all robots
>> can you please begin the entrance of Sir. Carl Lawrence
moments are announced, beginnings 
fucking sit down you people - is that what you are thinking?
…it hasn't even started yet

So, I thought I would try to get hella drunk and write this but, I couldn’t get as drunk as I wanted to because I just don’t have the will power.  Or maybe Genet would have won (why? I don't know).

If you want to really get into my review, please also listen to this song while you read which I've had stuck in my head for days so it is the background music for my blog, naturally.