Fringe - Day 2 - Part 4

Sock Puppet Serenade
Old Arizona

The most fun you'll have at the Fringe.

For God's sake and your own, see this show.

You'll leave with a big goofy grin on your face warbling like Maurice Chevalier (I kid you not, children who don't even know who he was were doing it. So were their parents. So was everyone on the age spectrum in between)

What a fabulous, funny, great little show.

And the cutest little foldout program I've seen in ages.

And this ain't no kids puppet show, though the place was packed with them. (which had me a little worried, since I was at the end of a whole row of them, but they were all very well-behaved. This probably has to do with the fact that they were so very well-entertained.)

And Wendell, the skeletal marionette host of the show (who was a little miffed at being told that his nudity required no warning in the program), made the best plea for tipping the Fringe I've yet seen or heard. Bravo, Wendell!

A dancing box. A shirt that plays with balloons. An insect ballet dancer. A wild ball of feathers that sprouts limbs in the most unlikely places. An ostrich that finds a way to take flight. A marionette that has his own marionette to manipulate. A cube that gets down to Sinatra singing "Fly Me To The Moon." And the sock puppet serenader of the title. Words cannot express how fascinating, lovely, intelligent, funny and delightful they all were to have as theater companions for an hour.

Bravo to Kurt and Kathy Hunter of Hunter Marionettes. They're a couple of the best performers in this year's Fringe Festival. We're lucky to have them.

If there's any justice, this show will be sold out for the full run. So go, and don't be bashful. Sit in the front row. You won't want to miss a thing.