I’d never heard of self-described “drag terrorist” Christeene before TBA this year, and I wasn’t sure what to make of the videos I’d seen online, but last night’s performance was oddly uplifting. “Oddly” because, well, the show did in fact feature lead singer Christeene (the nom de drag of performer Paul Soileu) licking what I think was pudding out of another man’s butt; “uplifting” because underneath the incredibly graphic stage show and lyrics were genuinely catchy pop songs. Plus, backup dancers in gimp masks performing upbeat, goofily choreographed dance numbers… I don’t know, it was just sort of delightful in a way that absolutely belied how on-the-surface offensive a lot of the material was. Plus, the crowd—lots and lots of youngish gay dudes, clearly already fans—was super into it. It was fun!
Tonight at The Works: The wildly popular and only intermittently offensive Ten Tiny Dances. (It’s worth noting that this year, the beer garden and food offerings at Washington High are free and open to the drinking-age public. If you’re in the neighborhood, drop by for a $4 Session, eat some food, and check out the scene.)
Meanwhile, the reviews are stacking up over at our TBA blog—if you’ve seen any shows so far, head over and tell us what you think.
I just hope it wasn’t *instant* pudding. That shit’s nasty.
Sounds like the sort of disgusting freakshow I used to pay to see in Times Square as a young boy. I’ll just stick to Joan Osborne concerts and complaining about the Oregon Ducks, thank you very much…