Back from Smokey Joe's Cafe. Whatever charms this show may have had on Broadway, they sure weren't very much in evidence, at least for me. I don't know how the show originally worked, though. The cast was fine and worked their butts off but the show just seemed weird to me, but not as weird as the moronic audience of pathetic baby boomers who want to make it all about them - standing after some performer riffs his guts out, standing when the cast sings Stand By Me (I guess they thought that was literal), and dancing wildly (embarrassing) trying to have all attention focused on themselves. I'm about through going to see musical theater in big venues because audiences are now so trained by American Idol, and sound is so over amplified that nothing is real anymore. And that I don't need. It's all big theme park with those reprehensible moving concert lights, although the idiot woman next to me who, during the show's final fifteen minutes, was checking her phone and texting until I finally turned to her and let her have it - the light was so bright and so in my face it was ridiculous - then she just glared at me and shut it off. What a society we've become.
