Repeat After Me by Hand2Mouth
Remember the days when you went to costume parties, others got drunk and started playing bad songs, singing very loud and pouring beer on their heads? And you were there, sober as a nun, staring at them with a grin?
Yeah, you remember. And yes, you would always leave because the party would go on forever and was just not funny at all.
Well, this is how you’ll feel if you go to see Repeat After Me by the Hand2Mouth from Portland, Oregon that is playing at the Traveling Jewish Theater, on Florida Street. If you stay, it will give you a bad migraine. There is no dialogue, no story, no play. It’s just a succession of patriotic songs with people–I won’t use the term actors— filling the time on stage. They put on wigs, show their boobs, try to make fun of themselves, North Americans.
Can I call them singers? I don t think that’s possible either. They simply aren’t good enough. Sometimes they try to save the evening, by playing the original song louder than the “people.” But that offers such a bad cocktail of noise, that you nearly reach for the dial to turn it off. Then you realize, it’s supposed to be theater, and you are stuck. By STEFANIA ROUSELLE
Repeats Saturday and Sunday, June 13 and 14th at 9 p.m.