Ze Peeg Ees Blind
The Blind Pig. Sat June 26, QL2 Theatre, Gorman House
by Claudia Caton
The Blind Pig immediately had two things going for it – the timing, that of the partial lunar eclipse, which put on a good show, and the setting of that particular venue. I’ve always loved the feel of that approach from the “gate keepers” down the stairs, looking down to the foyer, which in this case was almost the main stage of the event. Here were sets of lounges where people milled; Min Mae had a peep booth where volunteers were encouraged to be ‘victims’ of sumptuous fondling while other audience members peeped through holes cut in the surrounding draped cloth. Various beverages were being sold, but none as sumptuously as the absinthe. This was served by a well-moustached gentleman – almost a circus director – armed with a lavish antique water fountain which mixed the liquor. At $8 a pop, I was sad to have a fresh one knocked over into a plant while watching the lunar entertainment outside, until the door folk pointed out one that had been abandoned on their bench and would I like it?… That’s probably how I achieved a sudden skill in speaking hieroglyphics later on… but not before enjoying the dancing girls assimilating with the crowd, including Fifi Noir and her very adept belly dancing isolations. [Read more →]
