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The first act was ingenious, wonderful, and perfectly paced. [livejournal.com profile] derspatchel has such an affinity for both creating and delivering radio comedy that one is tempted to conclude he was born 70 years too late. The music from Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band was hot, and fit in perfectly as a buffer between the vocal performances. I would have happily sat through another two hours of any material, had it maintained the pace of the first.

Unfortunately, acts II and III - the headline acts, really, involving the War of the Worlds adaptation - needed some seriously fierce editing. I know it's easy for me to say, down here in the audience, but I think it would have been possible to compress them into a single act, or at least into two significantly shorter ones.

Now, there were many strong moments (the scene at the site of the first cylinder landing was particularly memorable, with excellent sound engineering from both Foleys and performers), and the use of the Martian Chorus and the Crazy Sound Dood to represent the Invaders was just wonderful. But: there were many scenes that should have been cut, compressed, or combined, not just to bring the three-hour running time down (not counting intermissions), but to better emphasize the cool stuff.

I would have dropped stuff like the mayor's monologue and at least one of the professor's monologues, and ground more out of the three(!) lengthy doomed-news-reporter sequences. I envision the latter two reporter scenes overlapping or interleaving quite nicely, though I realize that's my film-editing experience talking, and that it would be harder to do on-stage.

I would even consider completely removing all the scenes involving the North End mobsters' club. The moll's introduction would then occur when the professor meets her, letting her mob connections (as well as the mobsters themselves) become revealed as a plot twist later on. I would have found the mobsters' motivations stronger if those characters all showed up as a late-game surprise, fighting side-by-side with the army but also trying to get at each others' backs from the get-go.

But, all this is just me sitting in my comfy chair making sniffing noises about how the great and talented me would have done things, when the fact of the matter is that the PMRP has outdone itself once again with a hell of a show, no matter how much tighter it could stand to be. I'm proud to be able to say I worked with them when they were getting started years ago, and prouder still that they just keep getting better.
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Last night I met [livejournal.com profile] dougo, the only quintuple penultamour I know, at TT's to see The Octopus Project. I liked about half of what they played, and suspect I would have liked them more in a more sound-friendly venue.

I really liked their presentation, vaguely captured in this crappy iPhone shot, involving ambient video that included some simple, delightful hand-drawn animation. I assume it was by someone in the band, because those masked critter-props on stage had the same visual style. I now wish I'd asked one of the band about the animation while Doug was buying their CD. Oh well.

Was tickled that the video also included clips from the classic macabre bicycle safety film One Got Fat, a.k.a. that really weird thing with the kids in monkey masks.

Before them was Jeans Team, which is a couple of crazy German doodz with some really fun small-scale Euro-industrial that made Doug wonder if they're retro, or if Germany is just still doing that. I enjoyed them.

Because I'd played Rock Band at [livejournal.com profile] mrmorse's place for six hours the day before that, the sight of a hyperkentic blonde pretty-boy with silver-lamé pants playing next to a more staid fellow dressed like your high school biology teacher made me think "someone's been having fun with the character editor".

They were out of earplugs at the bar! I stood up close to the crazy Germans because the sound was mostly bassy and didn't rise above chest-level, but had to fade back into the hall to escape head-on Octopus noise. I'll get some plugs at CVS or something before the next time I go to something like this. (And, yes, my ears went back to normal a day after that last show, just like you all said it would. Thanx!)

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