As promised:

offoffonline: review of Love Sucks

Next up is The House of Yes tonight and Say Your Prayers, Mug! on Friday. Then I may or may not review next week (depending on whether or not someone takes a specific show) ... and I'm done. Perhaps forever, at least for a year. Weird to stop after 2 1/2 years, but what can you do - I certainly can't take a baby to an off-off Broadway show, that's for sure.

Anarchy in the U.S.A.

I just saw LOVE SUCKS at the New York Musical Theatre Festival last night. This is a fantastic show with an excellent cast of honest-to-goodness musicians, and would be a perfect date night for the dude who loves punk and the chick who loves Shakespearean romantic comedies. (Or the punk rock girl and the chick flick-lovin' guy. Or two fellas or two ladies. It's universal, people.)

Having been in a band for several months until I was kicked out (no, not for substance abuse or inter-band promiscuity - for not being enough of a tortured soul frontwoman for them; long story), I can attest to the work you need to put in to have a tight ensemble. The show's fictional male band, the Molotovs, seemed like they'd been playing together for ages, both in their precision and their onstage camaraderie. (The Guttersnipes, which was the female band, also sounded good, and had two great singers in Rebecca Hart and Heather Robb.)

The music's catchy, the characters are endearing, the action is well-paced, and, if you're into rockers, there's a lot of foxy-looking people onstage. Go see it before they take my advice, produce a commercial off-Broadway run and charge twice as much for tickets.

I'll add a link to my review once it's up - should be in a few days.

The reviewing continues this month with two NYMF shows: tonight's Austentatious and next week's Love Sucks. I've also scheduled myself to see two in October, which could run to three if nobody else on the staff picks up Blood Brothers. (I'm trying to be a good girl and stay away, which is tough, as it's got Nosedive and Vampire Cowboys folks working on it and I'm a big fan of the VCs after only one show. If those guys and Les Freres Corbusier were ever to collaborate, the resulting production would be a hedonistic delight for genre geeks like me.)

I may have to sneak in a nap before Austentatious, though. I bit the feduciary bullet and bought Season One of Heroes last night - no more waiting for the Netflix delivery! It also means, though, that I can watch episodes whenever I want. Last night I only meant to watch one, but one turned into two, and after two, I had to convince myself that staying up all night to watch more episodes would be a bad, bad idea. Six and a half hours of sleep (minus the times I got up to silence the cats, etc.) is taking its toll, and it's a pretty expensive one at that.