Having still not found a suitable friday night Karaoke venue, I went out and let other people entertain me with their singing.
I saw a note in the Seattle PI, about how they were having a new show, and when I checked for tickets, there was a table for 2 still empty, so I grabbed a seat. I understand the desire to avoid confusion while people are trying to get seated, but it is still kind of annoying when one of these places calls up and does the whole, “Are you really such a loser that you are coming to a show by yourself?” questionings. Oh well, life goes on.
When I arrived, the hostess person who brought me to my table went out of her way to make me feel as welcome as any table-of-six, giving me the full historical facts spiel about the tent and whatnot. As the night went on, my waitress was equally attentive to me, noticing when I let my 2nd drink sit until all the ice had melted, and worrying that I wasn’t drinking it because I didn’t like it (The drink was fine, but I was waiting to get the main course down, before getting more alcohol in my system). The food was just OK. Most of it wasn’t of a style that I’m generally a fan of. The steak was cooked exactly to order, and tasty, but the potatoes, while prepared ‘correctly’ for what they were, just didn’t appeal at all, with a sour/vinegar taste that I couldn’t stand, and the veggies on the main plate were all forms of squash, again prepared ‘correctly’, but due-to-personal-preference-still-inedible-to-me. The salad was tasty, and the soup left me wishing for a bigger bowl. The desert was just so-so in my book.
The performance numbers were entertaining, and made good use of the space. A fair number were aloft, many were at ground level. It should go without saying, but obviously a musical performance based somewhat around the Ring cycle is going to have a bombastic, full-figured female singer involved, and they cast well their Broomhilde, who could certainly fill the room with sound, without needing to lean on the mic. Thor was a very sexy sky-high-tall statue of muscles and long hair.
It is amusing how they integrate the change in course, with the musical numbers.
The biggest disappointment of the night was in how character-staff treated a single diner. Now, I’ve only been there once, but it sure seemed like at least 2, sometimes all, of the characters would visit with each table in the inner ring, and at least 1 person visited every table in the outer ring…except mine. Every character, and even the photographer, looked at me, and then moved on to chat with someone else. Add in the way they exhort the crowd twice, once to dance with someone from your table, and once to kiss someone at your table, and the whole night gets tinged with a bit of “why are you here, loser”.
I also noted that at least one of the major characters seemed to be having a really bad night, full on glowering, every time he wasn’t ‘in focus’, out of character with his character’s motivations during the scene.
Overall, I’d say the Can Can is a much better value for the money, and a much more enthusiastic show. The size of Teatro’s space allows for more impressive acrobatics, but at least for my tastes, the music, food, and people, are much more inviting down in the Market.