Rorschach Test

I like to sit down to see a show with a crowd that's bustling with energy, but a theater crowded with eigth graders is a bit much for me. It's nice and progressive for a junior-high class to take an evening fieldtrip to see a play in the city. It's just not a fieldtrip that I'm particularly interested in joining. I mean, come on. Tony Kushner uses words like cock—eighth graders are constitutionally bound to giggle at the naughty words! I saw one audience member beating another with a program—that's not what programs are for! Kudos to the sympathetic staff, who knew exactly what I needed when I stepped out of the theater space and set me up with tix for tomorrow night. I hate to be a grade-A little bitch about things, but God, children.

So I've seen the first -5 minutes of the play, and it appears that someone at the theater plays music before the show starts. It's A Bright Room Called Day, so shouldn't someone throw the new Dresden Dolls in the mix?