Lucky and Pozzo at Buskerfest

posted by R Winsome

We got back to Buskerfest, Kate dug through some trash, tried to climb a building, went "home" (sitting in an alley) Then we swapped out for Tim and all kinds of danger, violence, sex, and poetry. this outing had it all.

Highlights:
- climbing a building (tim got his fingers over the top of the building, but couldn't get any further, fell into a dumpster on his way back down.)

- Wrestle this guy (the guy was some kind of wrestling man. He promptly pinned Tim in the doorway of Nomad- where else would we get such a request? The bouncer came out and broke it up, the guy foolishly turned his back on Lucky, who then pounced to the great delight of the crowd. He pulled the guy down on top of him, the bouncer yelled some more and we broke it up. The guy came to shake my hand and tell me how stupid we were for taking his friend's ten dollars)

- the bachelorettes. We encountered a bachelorette party and helped them cross off $5 worth of their list, including: a lap dance, tie removal and replacement, plucking a chest hair, exposing his treasure trail, and some other thing.

- Drink some of my tequila, not a lot, well, as much as you want. Tim filled his mouth full and swallowed it.

- Draw pictures. Tim rendered the scene (outside a street vendor selling CDs) beautifully, in sharpie on scrap paper.

- the moon walk. (Tim gave them Neil Armstrong until they complained enough for Michael Jackson, and he gave them a bit of that)

- "crank that" (some ass wanted Tim to sing a chachi song by someone named soldier boy. Not knowing the words, Tim improvised it. The guy followed us for the next half hour attempting to discourage customers.)

- a couple asked tim to think, which he did, from memory, and i provided them with the text so they could read along. Then got them to pay me another dollar to make him shut up.

- Switch roles. Someone asked if I ever play lucky and i suggested she ask us to, for a dollar. We stripped to out skivvies and I got to have some Lucky action, which i think i may regret if i ever decide i want to have children.

- back at Nomad, everyone wanted to see me hurt. Twice i had to chase a poorly thrown football into traffic, i had to break dance, then do the fish, which on concrete is less than comfortable, then let a kid throw the football at my stomach, and then an adult (since the kid's dad wouldn't let him) threw it at my crotch, even though i stared at him as piteously as i could, then i did push ups with the kid sitting on my back. I was told to do shakespheare but i couldn't get out more than two lines of the sonnet i had memorized only a few weeks ago. Oh well.

Saturday 9/22: Shakesphere, with Tomatoes

posted by R Winsome

Dinner Theatre and Shakespheare are two pretty unlikely areas for Insurgent Theatre to get into, but we'll always rise to whatever challenge presented to us. When Renee, the organizer of this event asked us to come up with a street theatre performance about tomatoes, we quickly brainstormed the following: a cafe where the theatre is on the menu and the food is thrown at the actors. We put the deadliest theatre we could think of (Shakespheare) on the menu and got messy.

It went amazingly well, some lucky breaks, tons of press, and only a few assholes who thought the point of the thing was to throw the tomatoes as hard as possible at our faces and hurt us.

Good times! Keep an eye out for pics, video of the channel 4 coverage (if we can find it) and other links.

doesn't typically truck in such things, but, thisweekend, we're combining all three.Come to the east side for a tomato themed street festival and have anopportunity to experience Insurgent's detourned approach toShakespearean dinner theatre, where the theatre is on the menu and thefood is thrown at the stage.This Saturday, Sept 22nd, The Tomato Romp! On North Ave betweenOakland and Prospect. Fest starts at ten and ends at 4, we'reperforming between noon and 3.

Tuesday 8/14: Missoula Oblongata Show

posted by R Winsome.

We weren't able to perform for The Missoula Oblongata while in MN, due to them seeing good plays (something called fanulanu) while we were watching the deadliest theatre i've ever seen (McBeth's Scottish Castle Party) So, we promised we'd come out and perform before their show here.

So we did. There weren't many people around, and we didn't get any very unusual requests, but Tim got to think and to sing, and the Missoula people seemed impressed. We also ran into this guy who paid $1 for us to pose for a picture, which he was then going to upload to his website at http://www.milwaukeerenaissance.com/. either he didn't do it, or that site is too much of a sprawling wiki-mess for me to find ANYTHING on it. Oh well.

Then we saw The Most Mysterious Day of the Year, loved it, and didn't want to perform anymore (cuz we'd been cooked well-done during the show).

8/11 Lucky & Pozzo Take Minneapolis

Check it. Attending Fring Fest in the beautiful, venue strewn city of Minneapolis, Lucky & Pozzo made some gas money entertaining a new crowd. It was hotter than levitating lipstick lesbians making love in lucid doorways, but we persevered.

Here's some pics:

July 27, Gallery Nights Twice the Lucky, Twice the Pozzo

This post began Friday night, I am stubbornly adding it to the site unedited, disregarding the fact that Rex already explained the setting.

That's right, TWO Luckys and TWO Pozzos hit the Third Ward to wrest dollars from the hands of the bourgeoisie, one cavort at time. Here is a brief list of the Ian/Tim team’s decency defying stunts:

1: Strip

2: Stop stripping

3: Salsa dance (The woman who requested this was too shy to partner up with poor Lucky so Ian filled in and tried his best to follow Lucky’s lead.)

4: Obligatory headstands, net dances, a few Irish jigs (w/ impressive hell clicks)

5: Divide *insert big number* by *another number* in your head. (The numbers were written on paper and torn in two with Lucky’s teeth, then stuffed into his mouth, read: head)

6: Take off all your clothes. (So, I did. Pozzo held the suitcase open in a strategic fashion and the drawers did drop. However, the rather rude woman who’d requested the show voiced her dissatisfaction with Lucky’s still wearing his tie and the boxers being only down to the calves. She harangued poor Pozzo the entire time that Lucky spent redressing. Lucky thanked her for contributing to the arts and told her to take her disappointment as a life lesson. Bitch.)

7: The building is on fire, and there’s a kitten on the top floor. What do you do? (Well, Lucky tries the door first. Finding it locked he desperately cries out the plight of the kitten, but to no avail. Spotting a drain pipe on the side of the building, he bolts for it and uses it to climb about 10 feet up to a ledge and then reach out towards the fire escape ladder. The concerned onlookers decided that the kitten had made a jump for it and now required CPR . . . on the ground where it’s safe. Their concern was touching and the kitten was found on a girl’s foot where it was, presumably, resuscitated by our hero. Kudos for creativity!)

8: Swallow a dime. (Done. Well, the dime stuck in Lucky’s throat but fortunately came back out later and without the public noticing.)

9: Recite something. (This Lucky is a big fan of poetry and, to his great pleasure, so was this audience. Several poems were recited and hearty rounds of applause were received with humble bows. One woman was moved to give a tip out of sheer appreciation. Turn-about is fair play and Lucky bestowed a bonus morsel of Lewis Carroll while holding her hand, ending with a gentle kiss.

10: Find a 50yr old date for my friend. (Spotting a man standing alone, disregarding the age limit and the dollar Lynda paid for Lucky to not find her a date, Lucky introduced Doug to Lynda. He likes to think that they are now happily married.

11: Massage my friends’ heads. (Check)

12: Escape! Be free! (And so he ran, fast and far.)

13: Disco dance & do some hip hop. (The disco was genuine and well received. The hip hop was a bunny rabbit impression.)

Best evening of Lucky & Pozzo ever!

July 27th- Gallery Night

Posted by R. Winsome


Two pairs of Lucky's and Pozzo's hit Gallery Night with ROARING success.


The Pozzos: Rex and Ian
The Luckys: Tim and Kate.


highlights:


- large donation for "one legged bolero concerning the sugar cane industry in deference to plate tectonics"
- sexually harrass my wife and her friends
- grovel
- hump that pole
- tongue your master for 30 full seconds
- give your master a lap dance
- the wierdest thing you've got
- explain why you are so creepy
- a one minute monologue about how brilliant Susan Marie Bischoff is
-slam your head into the sidewalk really hard repeatedly
- a levitating card trick (because the requester was unimpressed, took the card and put it in his breast pocket, where Kate took hold of it, and his nipple and they struggled to the ground over this card)
- running into Jonathan West, who attempted to procure a chicken as payment
- the inordinately large number of people who got the reference (makes me want to memorize Lucky's think monologue, cuz there's gonna be alot more of that at fringe fest)
- telling off the fucking hipsters at Made in Milwaukee: "hmmm lucky, it appears these people think they are better than us. they are obviously too cool, and we are repulsive, we are not particulalry human, perhaps... no matter"
- when matt richardson thought it was a good idea to add half a cinder block to Lucky's load, which lasted about ten minutes, and then i took it out of the crate and threw it as far as I could, in the midst of regaling a group of strangers.
- vegetables, vaporizors, and other prep work we did this week

July 3rd - Lucky & Pozzo Retrospective

Timmy-two-hats here with a glance and a grimmace back on the first round of Lucky & Pozzo on Brady St. pre-fireworks.

By the end of the night when a soggy group composed of Rex, Kate, Ian and myself trudged into Rex's place, things had been fairly lucrative. It was a slow start, though not without highlights.

Even as Lucky, my aura of good-natured nice-guyness shines through. Thus, not only do I get to snuggle babies and kiss dogs, but I also get paid just to smile and look happy. Not once, but twice! Later my ass was bitten, but before that it was hung in the Roman Coin to the dubious enjoyment of some prick at the bar. Let us not judge the prick harshly though, he paid $5 to watch me flop on the floor with my nethers dangling in the air. Joke's on you smart-ass.

Backflips are such a popular request that Rex and I may learn how to do real ones. Perhaps the duo will perform at a local fitness center. Aside from that, Lucky me got to sing Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (not by request, just as a nod to Ms. Lauper), speak a smattering of poor French and a bit of excellent German a la Sprockets. A couple people even donated their dollars with nary a request. I suppose that's all well and good but a master of the performing arts doesn't really want to be paid just for standing there brain dead.

Well, maybe he does.

He also is OK with being paid to masturbate on a crate in front of Rochambo. Best dollar earned ever!
Finally, Rex can summon the most brilliant lightning & thunder you bitches have ever seen! That's all for now.

July 3rd- Brady street and fireworks

Posted by R. Winsome.

Lucky and Pozzo hit the streets to raise a little extra awareness of Made in the Mouth and some extra funds.

Started off on brady around 4 or 5, Tim was Lucky, Rex was Pozzo. Ian and Kate were the thirds. I can't remember any specifically humorous or special requests, it was a generally successful brady street run, the weather was less than perfect so traffic was a little lighter than usual. Then we had an hour-long Alamo Basement Play in a Day tech meeting with Matt Richardson and hit the streets again.

Rex and Tim stripped down and switched costumes on the street, which was a nice way to get a little extra attention. So, this was the first time Rex played Lucky and the first time anyone but Rex played Pozzo. We walked down brady and then to the fields of people waiting for fireworks.

Things Lucky had to do: bite Pozzo's ass, play frisbee, jump up and down a lot, roll down the hill, roll back up the hill, a backflip (hurt myself), display the contents of the breifcase to a young woman, who insisted on taking home a few sexy Peter J Woods nudes, deal with a kid who must have been clinically insane. He got very excited, followed us a bit and then very very upset, to the point of near-violence when Lucky sang a long sustained high pitched note.

Peter J Woods showed up after a while and since Timmy and I was already rolling well with Lucky and Pozzo, and since Kate had run out of handouts, they started doing a autograph thing, which worked something like this: Kate approaches a group, chooses one as says, "you lucky dog, you are the one, guess what you get? A genuine signed Peter J Woods headshot". She takes out an unsigned flyer on cardstock and calls peter over. He says: "another adoring fan?" signs the picture, says: "don't bother me with this shit anymore, okay?" and walks off. Then Kate collects email addresses.

June 21: Brady Street and Riverwest

Posted by R. Winsome.

Lucky and Pozzo hit Brady street performing amazing feats such as stand on your hands on this table, a song, a children's story as told by Christopher Walken, an irish jig, amuse my young boy by acting like a kitten, amuse my young boy by acting like a puppy, beg for a doggy biscuit, make out with my dog. Mr Tim Chrapko played Lucky for this outing, for some reason people want tim to do adorable things. They typically want Peter to do violent things. Explain this phenomenon!

Then we changed outfits and went to Riverwest to do previews of Made in the Mouth. This worked middling well, the audience reaction was mixed, but those who liked it liked it enough to give us wads of cash. We need to do it a bit later at bars or a bit earlier at cafes, or maybe just on a better day.

There was a general lack of people on the street all day (compared with Tuesday anyway).