Fringe Opening Night - Part 1

Selling Blood
Minneapolis Theater Garage

A delightful little trifle. Just the way to ease oneself into the Fringe after a long day at work. The two young ladies involved were bright and energetic and very funny - although I'm sure the Union Jack boxer shorts andR British accents (real, not affected) helped.

Crowd of about 25 but they were in the mood to laugh, and laugh they did. A predominance of grey hair, which was particularly amusing when the performers launched into their own version of the Beatles' ditty "When I'm 64." Sex among the senior set has rarely been so graphically and hilariously detailed. You'll be slightly embarassed, but still laugh your tuccus off. Similarly endearing is their ode to masturbation set to the tune of "Bicycle Built for Two" - just don't take it personally if they single you out on the short end of the penis scale when pointing at the audience. After all, they have no way of knowing for sure, or do they?

These ladies are also in the production of MEDEA, and I'm wondering if I should have seen that first, because when I see them hereafter, it's going to be very hard to keep a straight face.

Good fun, if you're not a prude. And hey, if you are, loosen up. It's the Fringe, after all.