So it’s happened again, Adoring Public. Matty’s mind and hands are in high demand. Some things are recession-proof, and apparently smarmy white kids with solid vocabularies and outstanding loans are one of them.

So I’m working again in St Paul. You may remember this from such bloggaries as “War, What’s it Good For?” and “Lexicons”

This time around I’m on a play about Rock and Roll, by some guy Tommy Stopper. Stupperd, Stoppard, something like that. Some talky-kinda guy.

But yeah, talky. Sheesh, does this guy ever talk! He’s gotta have more student loans than me, even!

I’ll put it in Drive-In totals to show you what I mean:

# of characters in play with a P.H.D: 5
# of characters in play who wield chainsaws: 0
# of references to Greek philosophers: 41
# of references to robots, race cars, or pro wrestling: 0
# of times word “ideological” is used: 22
# of times the word “jiggy” is used: 1 (I’m the one who says it, backstage, in a whisper)

So you get the picture. I think we can safely say that unless Mr. Stop-Art shapes up, he won’t be writing for No Refunds any time soon. We have standards, dammit!

On the plus side, the title isn’t, like, ironic or metaphorical or any of that crap (surprising considering the body of Mr. Talky-talky’s play) so the music for the show is pretty bangin. There’s even a Guns N Roses selection. It’s off Use Your Illusion 1, though which is really more experimental/progressive than straight rock.

Until next time, I remain,

Off beat and a little heavy on the treble