The sight of this,
made me remember this,
which I forgot to tell you all about. They have little to do with one
another (except that they’re both about U.S. presidents), but
I have a feeling the sight of Paul Giamatti in a powdered wig might be
nearly as endearing as a winking emo musical concerning the life of
While in Los Angeles last month,
I was able to witness the premieres of around ten new works, this being
one of them. The writer/director of Bloody Bloody Andrew
Jackson is the
incredibly young Alex Timbers, co-creator of A
Very Merry Unauthorized Children's Scientology Pageant, which I’m dying to see performed in this here
vicinity. The inspiration for this project came, apparently, from a
sudden interest in emo culture.
BBAJ is a show that, unlike John
so’s the word), will actually keep you awake. Truly,
I’ve never seen so many young people in the theater as I did
at this show — did I mention it’s about
Andrew-fucking-Jackson for crying out loud? — and afterward,
my fellow travelers were trying to find merch in the lobby.
There’s a live band onstage, incessant swearing, mocking
portrayals of cutting, and, obviously, heaps upon heaps irreverence.
What’s not to love? A saggy second act maybe …
Anyway, until the glorious day
plays a theater near us, definitely entertain yourself with the
soundtrack at (shudder) the MySpace page. You’ll be belting,
“Populism! Yeah, yeah!” for days.