February, Continued

Oh, yeah, this is Minnesota. *shivers* I have a friend who, whenever she’s cold, sings this little rhyme: “I’m a bald bunny and I got no fur, I’m a bald bunny, brr brr brr!”

…what? You expected me to have mentally stable friends?

In any case, to avoid the pitiable plight of the wretched bald bunny this weekend, you should hop on over to the Cabaret, which really warms up quick with the addition of a few dozen people’s body heat. You’ll forget it’s winter! Unless you, you know, look outside. Plus we’ll be serving hot coffee, and possibly hot cider. It’s really past hot cider season, but we had some last time, so we served it in proud defiance of the secret agents of the Cider Police. We’re edgy like that.

And in case the promise of heat is not enough to lure you into our grasp–though if it isn’t, really, I have to ask, did you have all of your sensory apparatus removed?–allow me to hand you our website’s outline for this weekend:

Anne and Kate Johnson                                                                                                                                                                                  Anne and Kate Johnson, The Mountain Mammas, will share the old-time music they have grown to love. While Anne and Kate have settled far from Appalachia physically, their hearts and voices will always be West Virginian. Brought up by the rivers and mountains they love to sing about, the sisters began singing in church and evolved into a harmonizing duo, playing original and traditional music anywhere from coffee shops to campfires. Although Anne and Kate are both songwriters, they enjoy singing old-time mountain music the most, and consider their Mountain Mamma act a tribute to their family and friends back home in the hills.

Mahmoud Hakima presenting “Uncivilized Stories in a Civilized World”

Confession: I don’t have a lot of detail available, so I don’t know what to expect from this show. Other than that it will rock, becasue Mahmoud Hakima is as talented an actor as you could hope to find. Brace yourselves for the awesome.

The Vibrant Ideal

The Vibrant Ideal is a group of energetic young adults who have formed together under the direction of Fringe-Encore Winner, John-Mark Hostetler, to perform cabaret style dance and vocal numbers. Between the ages of 18 and 21, The Vibrant Ideal are bringing the Minneapolis community a fresh new way to look at musical performance. The choreography is hip-hop uniquely infused with modern and enough energy to bring down the house. All performers are pursuing a dance or vocal performance major at the University of Minnesota.

“Sorry, I forgot”
Choreographed and Directed by Molly Stoltz with dancers:
Galen Higgins, Caleb Housely, Mackenzie Beck-Esmay,Lauren Baker,Yui Kanzawa

This original dance/dance theater work was created in collaboration with the cast of five dancers and the choreographer, based on their own experiences and how they interact as humans, and not necessarily artists, during rehearsals. All involved are current dance majors at the University of Minnesota.

The piece is inspired by the human quality of forgetfulness. Every day, it is inevitable that someone will forget something- whether it is their paper for a class, an anniversary, to pick up the kids from school, to turn off the burner, to lock the front door, or to put on their pants in the morning. Sometimes those moments are easily fixed, and at other times they are not easy to ignore. How do the dancers deal with the many faces of forgetfulness, and more importantly, how do they deal with each other’s mistakes? Sometimes, the best that anyone can do is laugh it off and move on.

Uh-Oh, Myrtle has gotten lost again. Everybody’s favorite 85 year old gal has lost her way in the big wide world. While out on her way to meet her heavy set friend Mavis for coffee Myrtle Hansen’s Chevy takes a wrong turn and winds up at Patrick’s Cabaret, in the wrong side of town While wandering through the joint Myrtle shares tales of why she NEVER trusts doctors, why the bread at communion should be changed to Wonder Bread, why Mavis has been under observation for her corns and how her lawn got on fire. WHEW. Bless her heart this woman needs someone to get up and let her sit down and rest a spell.
Todd Jay created the character of Myrtle after years of stifling repressed laughter listening to his grandmother talk as well as countless other weird funny old women that have crossed his path. Let’s face it……..old women are funny and in their own way, charming.

Mattson-Kjell Zust
singer/songwriter/recluse/patron saint of jilted trophy wives, has been called the “Tammy Wynette of emo” for lack of a decent genre/category. clever wit over rustic guitar and an accent that no one can quite place run rampant throughout each hymn for broken things. Mattson-Kjell is currently finishing over 12 dozen new songs in hopes to release 3-4 new albums within in the next two years. He’s also really bad at writing about himself due to his crazy-swedish humility.


Also, in case you were wondering, the latest Fresh Fruit appearance went off great. I’m really enjoying this opportunity to bring more people news of the happenings here at the Cabaret. If you didn’t catch it, you can listen online at http://www.kfai.org/node/89.


I Cannot Believe I Forgot to Wear My ‘I Heart Trekkies’ T-shirt to This

Arturo Miles, the guest-curator of the Somewhat Sci-fi Variety Show, is a frood who knows where his towel is.

Totes foshola.

I mean, wow. Just…wow. The energy, and the inventiveness, and the technique, the infinite diversity in infinite combinations, and just how damn fun it all was–wow. If there is ever a superlatives shortage, it will probably be from people carelessly using them all up to describe this show. The room was packed both nights, with Saturday becoming standing room only very quickly. (I’m short enough that Ferengi would tower over me, so I had to stand on the counter to see.) Normally my modus operandi now would be to deride and scorn those of you who could not make it, mocking the empty voids your lives must be, but honestly? I actually feel too bad for you to rub salt in the wound this time. This show kicked ass, took names, translated those names into Klingon, and pushed them through a stargate.

In a related story, I’ve decided that all of the dancers were secretly Replicators. Only entities made up of millions of individual units synchronized together perfectly could possibly move in the freakishly amazing ways they did. This fits in well with my theory that Tyler Jensen of last week’s Flaming Cabaret–he made the amazing film Garage Sale–is secretly Dr. Carson Beckett.


Laura Rad: Amazing, laugh-out-out funny, true hilariousness with perfect comic timing. Because even in the future, 13-year-olds and Justin Timberlake will not be any more mature.

Anne Johnson/Nora Figl: Beautiful voices, great sense of fun, great nostalgic theme songs that really brought back the memories. And thank you for not doing the Enterprise theme–Star Trek themes are not meant to have lyrics. They’re just not.

Erin Shepard: Crap, I think the superlative shortage has just hit! Nooo! And just when I was going to go on about how her alien dance was so utterly kickass and mindblowing and sweet and fan-freaking-tastic!

Dancin’ Dave: Nice pants, man. Seriously, though, I wish my Disney-obsessed friends had been there to see hsi robotic take on Aladdin. Especially the angry kitten part. Wow. And how does he even get his legs to go that high? (Oh, right, Replicators. I forgot.)

Arturo Miles/J-sun/Daylight/Sequel: I haven’t read Dune in several years, but this dance brought all its sheer awesomeness and glory just rushing back. The dancing, the lights, the dancing, the mix, the dancing–these people officially now own my soul.

Madeline Howie: No, it’s the superlative shortage again! Just like in Spaceballs, except with superlatives and not air! Noooo! Okay, new superlatives, I’ve got to think: Fantabulous. Tremendous. Unbelievable. Whew, that was close.

Powder Puff Boys: Because I have run out of superlatives, I’m doing the most stereotypical Trekkie thing ever and translating ‘good’ into Klingon. Look, if I could find a website that did Bajoran I would do that, okay? Here goes: QaQ. Very QaQ.

Arturo Miles and Co: Look, y’all just kicked ass, okay? Repeatedly. Don’t make me go look up a Romulan translator.

And now for some background info on Arturo Miles himself:

He has always studied dance and visual art ever since he was a child. After studying dance in the metro area and becoming involved with the hip-hop company and producing shows, he’s entered a phase that incorporates all that he’s done in the past. Dance and art, he says, are a direct connection to the deeper sides of your self; through them we tell our stories and remind people of their emotional side. “When dancing, at that moment in time-nothing else matters.”

He’s guest currated at Patrick’s for almost two years now. He produced The Somewhat 80s Variety Show, a mix of comedy improv, singin, breakin, comedy modern, and lip sync, all with a unique interpretation of the 80’s. He also curated Elements in Translation, a mix of hip-hop dance form, breakin, modern dance, spoken word, and singing, which is about to hit its fourth run featuring local choreographers, musicians, and artists. And he’s also performed with the Three Dances Company during their fundraising events.

A big sci-fi fan, particularly of the Dune series, Miles discovered that many of the artists he had been working with were as well, as thus the idea of the Somewhat Sci-fi Variety show was born. Following the same set-up as his Somewhat 80s Variety Show, it interpretated sci-fi through a variety of mediums, including hip-hop, which Miles says has become “a global movement, and the newest style of dance/art. I love the dance music and scene. It’s a huge part of who I am as an artist.”

In conclusion, Arturo Miles says, “I’m all about variety, and the power of numbers. I’ve been fortunate enough to have an amazing community of artists to work with in the Twin Cities area. We are just getting started. I hope to bring a new level of entertainment to our already amazing art scene.”

To which I can only add:

Live long and prosper!