Weekend Planner (yes, already)
Of bleeping Stars, Rod Serling, and killer rhinos
If it’s Wednesday it must mean staring at the clock longingly and wondering how best to waste the next two days before the weekend. I’m already looking ahead (sorry boss!)…might as well give you the heads-up on a few worthy Friday-Saturday-Sunday plans.
Friday night why not check out why everybody from your local indie rock blogger to USA Today is listening to our very own Starfu##er. Their self-titled album is out now and while it’s a solid melding of psych-rock and jangly turntablism, it’s in the live venue that they truly become something truly memorable. Friday’s show at the Someday Lounge starts at 9 p.m. and is a measly five bucks. In these crappy economic times, that’s a price you can’t resist.
How ’bout a little dark, snarky theater for your Saturday?
CoHo Productions sinks its teeth into Adam Bock’s off-center comedy—"The Receptionist"—set in a nameless, faceless company. It centers on the workaday adventures of a chatty receptionist and an unsettling fellow from the central office—Mr. Dart—whose mere presence proves distracting in the extreme. Counting last year’s PCS production of The Thugs, this is the second time in two years that a local company has interpreted Bock’s work. He’s rapidly becoming known as the Voltaire (or perhaps the Rod Serling) of the cubicle set. Things get weird starting at 8 p.m.
The Wu Tang Clan’s Big Baby Jesus once famously said that "Wu Tang is for the children." So true. But so is theater. Newmark Theatre’s 2 p.m. Sunday matinee of "James and the Giant Peach" is as good an excuse as any to relive one of your favorite childhood books…while simultaneously passing the magic of Roald Dahl’s classic along to your own little one. Besides, next time he or she gripes about you, just remind them that, "Hey! at least I didn’t get killed by a rhino, thereby forcing you to live with aging cretins who drive you to the relative safety of an enormous fruit inhabited gy giant bugs!"
That’ll learn ’em.