So I don't forget, theater, movies, concerts and interesting people I've met. It's a good life, from now on. Damn I'm lucky.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Absinthe

The Spiegel tent, an old circular wooden, mirror, stained glass and velvet fabric tent, is a sight. It feels like you have stepped into an unusually small European circus. It is a fabulous and unexpected space. It is, for the next month or so, sitting at the end of the South Street Seaport surrounded by tourists and mall stores. The night though, was perfect. The view of the Brooklyn Bridge at night is fantastic.
The show Absinthe has the same feel. It begins with a woman singing about carousels and calyopies and moves into acrobatics, comedy and sword swallowing and a very odd female magician who strips down and pulls a red hankIe out of her hoo-hoo. It's all very vaudvillian. Very watchable, but you forget about most of it in a day or too. Odd people doing freakish specialty acts. Really entertaining, but not worth the $55 cover.

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