avenue q

Petrov feels gay....very gay.... a broadway review. Petrov, lesbians, pocket, etc.., attended Avenue Q on Friday night at the National Theatre. Prior to seeing the play petrov had the soundtrack. The soundtrack was quite good with several stand out songs including “If you were gay”, “the internet is for porn”, and “everyone is a little bit racist.” All songs that clearly from the title state conservative values and target audience equalling that of what Playbill considers there target audience as they clearly state in the back of the bill. Not to side track on this, but the WTF is up with their “average reader” profile. Is it meant to make you feel like high society simply because you read the damn pamphlet? Further does this feeling that you now feel like high society make you a more loyal reader (and broadway attendee)? Petrov found the snobbery of that quarter page profile quite repulsive, seeing that the damn thing couldn’t even provide basics for the play such as the song titles, but did quite fine at providing PLENTY of advertisements for my supposed average three figure income (household, a defining characteristic of this income was not highlighted).

Anyway, petrov doesn’t take this out on the play, but instead just Playbill, bastards. Moving along, play is clearly meant for a young adult audience (college to early 40s). Those on either side of this, just won’t get the humor. And unlike as the webpage says, any parent who takes their child to see puppets have sex, should probably not be getting the parent of the year award. And via the elderly couples sitting around us in the audience, the humor is not appreciated by that average 50-something three-figured income Playbill reader.

Petrov began to realize the depravity of his life when the Bad Idea Bears actually had reasonable suggestions for Princeton. Exemplary Bad Idea Bear suggestions included the importance of when spending on an (extremely) tight budget that you should buy a case of beer and not a six pack because its more cost effective. Helloooooo, Costco, my beer buying establishment of choice. Helloooooo, Safeway, my nearest store that sells those big bottles of Kettle One. Oh well, apparently sound economic advice from the bastard children of Chucky and a Care Bear, is a bad idea. Who knew?

Anyway, as usual, petrov’s reviews don’t really provide the critical explanations that are provided for you buy the likes of pitchfork or whatever your source for music/movie/theatre advice is. Instead he chooses the low road of highlighting the depravity of western society with a general yeah you should see (hear) that little play (song).

Avenue Q - Everyone is a little bit racist