Friday night, went and saw the show FLUX at the Can Can, by the Castaways.
Chicken chipotle cheddar mac n cheese = tasty. Could have done with more chicken, but there was plenty of pasta and plenty of sauce, and it was nicely spiced. The little bottle of champagne that came with my ticket was a brand I don’t recognize, and I found it had a little too much bitterness for my tastes, but I rarely drink champagne…sorry, bubbly wines from non-champagne-regions, so maybe it was just fine.
Since I got there before they were ready to start seating, I hung out in the bar for a little bit first. It’s a very nice piece of carved wood that looks like it belongs in some 300 year old european bar, not underneath the market in Seattle. They have a large collection of absinthe.
The actual show.
1/4 movements – starts with 4 colored columns of zentai fabric, ends with a 4 person crab walk sort of thing
2/4 – dancing chipmunk, racoon, spaceman and karate woman to anime-techno. spaceman strips down to a g-string butt shot. girls come back as light and dark business sexy, finish is one guy up top of a massive purple mountain that spins around, with legs and arms coming out, chainmail coif
3/4 – starts with ‘host’ vlad and the bachlorette, pulls in 3 guys from audience to dance with. Next comes a big spinning-from-the-ceiling bit, with a sparkly square and two of the performers hanging off it. Ends with the group taking turns dancing in the front, on a turntable to one side, or on the mini-trampoline on the other side of the stage.
4/4 – tamest of the sets, ends with them back in the same place the 4 pillars were, exposing little letter-plates on their butts that spelt out flux. I ended up not getting a chance to write down my notes from this part, so have little to say about it, d’oh.
Will have to check out another of their shows some day, and take my own camera, since it appears they are OK with photography. I’d rate the exposure level at pg-13. It’s more suggestive than explicit, which seems right for a burlesque show.