Barabbas
No, not the dude from the bible.
Instead something much more frightening. That’s right kids - FREAKIN’ CLOWNS!
I ended up in the NCH last Friday night with Miz D and The Philosopher to see a comic production - er, I don’t even know if that is the correct word but it’ll do for now.
It had clowns (scary ass ugly clowns) and a choir.
Not really my bag if ya get me. The choir was really good, but I just can’t get over the damn clowns.
The conceit of the piece was that the clowns (Jesus I’m even getting the shivers typing the word) were the cleaning staff who ‘hilariously’ got caught on the stage just before the performance and - unable to leave - then became part of the performance.
I’d have preferred just to listen to the choir who were quite good and had some fabulous soloists. Instead every so often the clowns would come in and muck everything up, throwing popcorn and water on the audience.
Ahh the old reliables. Hil-freakin’-arious.
You’ll be happy to hear it was only a two night run at the NCH - so any readers who suffer from coulrophobia can now walk down Earlsfort Terrace in safety.
Oh yeah, the photo there? That was a song that they made us STAND UP AND SING ALONG. Complete with ‘wacky’ actions.
I’m a broken woman.
I’m sorry I missed that performance - I think Barabbas are one of the finest Irish theatre companies around.
Comment by that girl — March 20, 2007 @ 7:54 pm
There is absolutely nothing amusing or entertaining about clowns. I just don’t get ‘em.
Comment by Brian — March 21, 2007 @ 3:12 pm
Heee! You said this wasn’t the guy from the Bible, but they made you STAND UP AND SING??!? Are you sure you didn’t wander into some horrifying clown church?
Goodness. Looks like it was bloody awful.
Comment by TadMack — March 23, 2007 @ 12:03 am