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Friday I hit the Star Bar for the 4th annual Johnny Cash tribute, benefiting Americans with Diabetes in the name of George “Montague” Holton. I was surprised to find the joint half full way before show time, and packed once things got going. I ran into Jim Stacy the next night and he credited On stage, the usual Star Bar suspects did a few songs each - Ted Weldon, Sonoramic Commando, Johnny Knox (using his real name, which I don’t know how to spell), Blacktop Rockets (sans bass), and The Downer Bros.
(now with drums and bass.) It was a swell show and I got a few pictures from this event and a dozen others that need to be dumped on the DP site so look for a September/October poo poo platter coming soon.
Saturday I headed to Down the Rabbit Hole Gallery for a cute Halloween-themed show. There are works by 4 or 5 local artists with a few interesting pieces, but most of it reminded me of children’s Halloween record covers. Fun, but not something you’d want on your wall.
The show made a good appetizer for Saturday night’s showing of Frankenstein at The Plaza. As we lined up to get into the auditorium, a mad scientist and his assistants labeled each patron as “outstanding”, “good enough” or “reject.” Rejects got pulled out of line into another room for a strange sideshow that inspired lots of screams. Once we got our seats the sideshow hysteria continued, including a go-go dancing competition with Blast Off Burlesque leading draftees from the audience. The night had a high school play level of organization, a little chaotic and amateurish that only added to the charm.
The movie finally flickered to life, inspiring giggles for some of its melodramatic dialogue. But it is surprising how well it stands up. James Whale, the director, really knew how to paint a screen with gripping imagery. The scene where the monster is finally revealed is a perfect moment, still startling despite the fact that the monster has long since become iconic.
If you want to support local, independent theater, check out The Plaza. They show movies that just left the box office, artistic films and such, all for the low low price of $6.

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