Showing posts with label burlesque. Show all posts
Showing posts with label burlesque. Show all posts

October 20, 2010

Lucha Va Voom

Whoa. This video kind of reminds me of my dream last night, especially the part with the midget in the chicken costume. Lucha Va Voom seems like an inspired pairing right up their with Voodoo Donuts' famous bacon maple bar and should appeal to Portland's love of camp,  strippers, and generally having a good time.

You can quench your thirst for sex and chaos on Sunday at the Roseland Theater.


Lucha VaVoom Fall Tour 2010 from Toni Scarpa on Vimeo.

July 23, 2009

Brian Kenney Fresno @ Dante's

Sunday night, Awmercy, Mona, and I decided to check out Dantes Sinferno, a burlesque/cabaret show at a local music venue. We arrived a little early and were lucky enough to catch the full (albeit truncated) act by Brian Kenney Fresno. The first thing I noticed while he was setting up on stage was a hand-written cardboard sign, "Volunteers needed, Ask Me How." First volunteer? Someone to switch the plastic transparencies stacked neatly next to an overhead projector at the corner of the stage. Second volunteer? Someone to pass a bowl of fresh, natural raisins from Fresno -- Mona graciously volunteered to be the Raisin Lady.

As someone who appreciates a good spectacle, I watched his act and wondered whether BKF
's pageantry was the work of pure genius, or a man a couple of buds short of a lid. His style is elusive, but if I ventured a guess, I'd say it's an unwashed Flight of the Concords meets They Might Be Giants, with a dash of Rafi on crack. His performance on the Warr Guitar was manic and hilarious; I was sad that it ended after only about 25 minutes. Really though, my words can't do his performance justice:





Sunday evening's set list included: "Balloon", "Generator" (Awmercy's favorite), "Incandescent" (aka. dangers of compact fluorescent lights), "No Flies in China", "Porno Dan" (which was skipped after the opening verse), and "Chateau de Fresno" (the place you dump dead hookers if you're a psycho on the run).