"His physique was...idiosyncratic."
It's one thing to regret. It's quite another to reveal a sharply penned and impeccably timed monologue to a theater full of people gasping asthmatically. We support the latter. At "
Worst Laid Plans: True Stories of Terrible Sex," the stage is set simply. One tall stool to perch on; one triangle hanging from a cord at eye level. It seems so civilized.
But just wait until the story about the undefinable genitalia. Or the pendulous bellies, fauxgasms, flatulent foreigners and hair weaves catching on fire. Each of the six performers (in black t-shirts bearing stenciled numbers of sexual conquests) calmly approaches center stage, announces with gravitas titles like "Get Your Tittie Off My Thigh" "The Clump" and "Farting Rapist" before pinging the triangle and launching into way-too-intimate but shockingly funny tales.
The cast, Tymberlee Chanel, Laura Kindred, Alexandra Lydon, Matt McConkey, Erin Pineda, and Casey Wilson, invites audience members to get boozy with them after the show, with a caveat: they may write about you later.
When: The show, um, goes down on Sept. 21at 8 p.m. (with special guests!)
Where: Upright Citizen's Brigade Theater, 5919 Franklin Ave, Los Angeles
Why: Because bad sex is so good... when it happens to other people.
