How frequently do we describe our mood as "ecstatic"? Between the monotonous doom of the debt-limit crisis, the ticking time bomb of hurricane season, trying to stay alive in traffic, trying to pay the rent, and the unrelenting, absolutely suffocating humidity, we're lucky if we ever just feel not-lousy.
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Monteavaro says she "wanted to do something everyone could participate in. [Something] totally unpretentious, and inclusionary as possible: all audience, all performer." After what she describes as "a sleepless night," of psychic soul searching, she settled on three key components: Grease, karaoke, and a drum circle.
"I must have seen Grease in the theater 20 times," she reflects, excitedly. "It was my first LP. I've worshiped Grease for years."
Last year Monteavaro attended a sing-a-long screening of the film and was disappointed by the lack of enthusiasm. "It was missing that anything-can-happen vibe.
And so for Participatory Grease Worship, parameters have been set to ensure that just about anything will happen. The film will screen in a fog-machine'd gallery. People will sing/scream along. And there will be a smattering of percussive instruments available. As the event's organizer succinctly explains, "I hope the karaoke, drums, and fog push this event into chaos."
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