Matthew Snyder
Mon, 23 Feb 2004 07:44:44 -0800
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: > D. Gerbilstats visuals, if you can call them visuals, were particularly > queasy-making, suggesting at times greasy fried eggs, barium enemas, or > colonoscopy. Made me sorry I had forgotten to bring my digestive pills along.
I wonder if the performers ever ask him to, you know, stop with the projections while they're performing? I know I certainly would if I were performing there. His projections are incredibly distracting and he doesn't appear to put much thought into matching what he's doing with what the performers are doing, so there's no... what's the word, synaesthesia? going on. It's unfortunate that it's nearly impossible not to do one of 1) close eyes or 2) watch projections. The ministry of inside things were awesome, no doubt. Oh and i forgot to tell the chef that it would make sense to put the condiments AFTER the rest of the food given the direction of the queue. The way it was set up, it was plates/ cutlery -> drinks -> condiments -> salad -> entree -> dessert. So you had to finish the line and then butt back in at the condiments area to season the food. Plus you had to carry your drink with you down the line, which almost guarantees spillage at some point in the evening. -- Matthew Snyder Philadelphia, PA ---- You are receiving this because you are subscribed to the list named "Culture." To unsubscribe or for archive information, see <http://www.purple.com/list.html>.