Are You Ready to Get Wet? 

And no, that wasn’t in reference to the weather

On Saturday afternoon, we were ready to get our shuck on at Oysters on the Point, only to find out that it had been postponed due to inclement weather. Bummer. And so we spent the rainless — yes, rainless — afternoon preparing for Dancefx’s Naughty New Year at the Music Farm. And boy, we needed it. A retelling of the tale of Adam and Eve, Naughty New Year began with a near-naked man on the stage. And when we say “near naked,” we had to look twice to make sure that the show didn’t open with a Full Monty-style bang. It didn’t, but Naughty New Year wasn’t messing around. The production oozed sex — many thanks to the performer taking the role of the sultry Eve. And Dancefx wasn’t afraid to go there. And by there, we mean sex simulating the deed a couple of times — once with Adam and Eve and once with a Moulin Rouge-type dancer. There was hair pulling and hair, grinding and riding, that left little to the imagination. At one point we looked over and saw a middle-aged man with a big ol’ grin on his face getting a little too into it. On the other side, some of the audience acted like they were in middle school, with giggles and nudges after every risqué move or innuendo. The girls in front of us blushed more through the production than we thought imaginable and spent most of the show Snapchatting rather than watching. Our one gripe with the performance was the set-up of the Music Farm. The dancers ably bounced between ballet and hip-hop to modern dance and tap, but unless you were seated in the VIP section, you probably missed a lot of the show. We ended up behind the soundboard and technician who stood the entire show, acting more like a shield than a sound guy. We aren’t soundboard pros, but we didn’t see the need for him to stand — sitting would have worked too. After the performance, the dancers mingled a bit with the crowd, but they were ready to celebrate among themselves so we let them be and headed home. On Sunday night we made our way to the Tin Roof for BamBOOZEled, a comedy night where local comics impersonated famous ones. The comics fully committed to the event, talking in accents, wearing fake facial hair, and dressed in costumes. And we learned that we really don’t know famous comedians. Sure, we’ve got the Andy Kaufmans and the Rodney Dangerfields and the Sarah Silvermans, but Hannibal Buress and Robert Powell were new to us. Unfortunately, that meant we didn’t get a lot of the jokes, which made us feel awkward and uncomfortable for the comedians on stage. But we were mostly alone in that awkwardness. The audience, which was a who’s who of local comedians including Lauren Krass, Jason Groce, Andy Livengood, and Tim Hoeckel, let out some uproarious laughter. The supportive crowd seemed like they were all friends, hoping for everyone’s success. As Rodney Dangerfield, Ballard Lesemann acted as the emcee for the night and kept things rolling. Comedians were told they could use their famous counterparts’ jokes or write new ones in their vein. Krass (a.k.a. Joan Rivers) used Rivers’ jokes but created her own commentary, linking the punchlines together. And with close to 20 performers getting five minutes of stage time, the night wore on. We ended up having to leave early with a deadline calling our name before all the funny men and women took the mic.

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