Last night the boyfriend and I went to see a play, which he described as a Greek tragedy that he needed to watch for extra credit in his mythology class. It was called “Iphigenia Crash Lands Falls on the Neon Shell That Was Once Her Heart (A Rave Fable)”. Maybe I should’ve been able to tell from the title that it would be a little..different.
It was at the Salvage Vanguard Theater, off Manor Rd. I’d never been there. I’d never heard of it either. I liked right away that they had recyclable tickets that they called our “boarding passes” and sold Lone Star out of a mini fridge.
Right about 8pm a sparkly drag queen with a cheerleader’s megaphone hopped onto the counter and started telling people with boarding passes 1-30 to follow him to the back door (at this he turn around and showed us his ass and raised his eyebrows suggestively). We formed a line and went outside, and the dude ran to the bus stop and said “OH MY GOD We gotta catch the bus we’s goin to IHOP y’all.” I was giggling. Some people were obviously confused and he said “I’m just kidding, assholes, now follow me.” I loved this guy. He was hilarious. So we followed him around to the back of the building, the whole while he made comments like “Hurry up ya fuckin’ assholes!” and “It’s a dark alley all y’all assholes stay away from me!” At the door he took all our tickets and with each person he’d find something about them and say “Fierce ____.” Guy with a bowling pin on his shirt got “Fierce bowling pin” and girl with a necklace got “fierce pearl necklace” and when we walked up he said “fierce couple holding hands (y’all will be separated by the end of the night)” with a wink that made everyone laugh.
We followed him inside to the “theater” which was just a small room with what would’ve been a stage if we weren’t all sitting all over it. The rules were “sit where you fuckin’ want, dance when you fuckin’ want, party with who you fuckin’ want. If you don’t like where you’re sitting, fuckin’ move. If you don’t like who you’re dancing with, fuckin’ move. If you don’t like who you’re partying with, well don’t come cryin’ to me cause that’s y’all’s drama.” The actors were dancing, there were strobe lights and a DJ up top spinning DNB. Our almighty drag queen leader provided us with cocktails (plastic cups full of skittles) which he’d “slaved over all day”.
The play itself was more modernized (hard to guess it would be, I know) and easier to follow for me. They had a fantastic use of video and I was incredibly impressed with it. To supplement the acting they’d play pre-recorded videos like news broadcasts and things.. and the actors would sometimes go out of sight and be filmed live doing their parts. The way the cameras would flicker and zoom really lent a horror-film effect that was actually quite creepy. The guy who played Achilles looked like Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy but with more meat on him. The man who played the General and Iphigenia’s father also played one of the factory ‘girls’ so he was dressed in makeup and slutty clothes and danced and it was good times.
I took a couple of pictures and video but since it was so dark they don’t show off how awesome it was. I uploaded two videos to youtube, the first is one I took for a friend to gove her a little taste of how Austin rolls. The second is what was going on when we walked in and were sitting down. It’s pretty indicative of what happened through the rest of the play so I didn’t bother uploading the rest.
Photos on Facebook
Video of the music in the lobby
Video of the actors dancing