Concert Paper About Blue Man Group

Sarah DeMattio LA 321-801 Concert Paper 2/2/13 though I had often heard of them growing up, I never actu in ally knew who, or what, Blue piece Group was. When my nineteenth birthday came along earlier this past January, my best helpmate decided that in solemnisation of my birthday, we would be solving our avouch age-long mystery about(predicate) Blue serviceman Group. We were going to a lay down to see what exactly it was that these blue work force did. My initial reaction was certainly less than satisfied when my best friend told me that she got us tickets to see Blue Man Group for my birthday.I remembered a parole we had had a few months prior when we spoke avidly about how our parents constantly made references to something called the blue man group as we were growing up, and that we still to that day had no idea what it was or why it was being reference in the prototypic place. Though still not completely convinced, I bit my tongue, thanked my friend for the gesture, told her I could not wait to see the show, and calmed myself with the imagination that at least finally, my questions of the smurph band would be answered. On January 6th, 2013, my friend Kaya and I made our way downtown.We had tickets to see the 8 p. m. show of Blue Man Group at the Astor Place Theater. Upon arrival to the venue, my reservations about the experience became still more acute the theater looked like some chassis of thermionic vacuum tube grunge dungeon Ive heard about and warned of. We entered the theater antechamber where I immediately noticed the concession and souvenir stand, because aside from the uncouth assortments of cookies, popcorns and soft drinks, the top recommended item to buy was a poncho. My suspicions instantly feel-to doe with their zenith. Kaya, what the heck did you bring me to? Kaya laughed off my remark and once we were seated, elaborated about the ponchos. She told me that untoward to typical shows, where the closer your seat is to the s tage in orchestra, the more dear(predicate) the seat becomes, Blue Man Group actually offers a discounted toll for the first 5 rows of Orchestra. The splash zone, if you will. And that of course, explains the need for ponchos. Our seats happened to be the first row behind the last row of the splash zone, so obviously I spent the undefiled show holding my lead a little in fear that bodily fluids of any kind would make their way to me. They didnt, thankfully.Blue Man Group consisted of three men that were all bald, blue, wore black clothing, and had extremely large mouth capacities. My preferred moment of the entire 105-minute show is hard to decide, both honestly and to my surprise. One of my top favorite and most impressed moments of the show was each time the men compete their large bongo-type, garbage receptacles as drums. Two men played their own drums simultaneously while the third man stood in the middle of the ii and squirted different colored liquids onto the drums, th us splashing colorful water everyplace and creating some kind of a rainbow waterfall.It was both visually yellowish browntastic and musically pleasing. The Blue Man Groups abilities varied, provided certainly never failed to impress. I cannot really describe what they played, or even did. They seem to have a knack for making instruments out of anything but instruments, and creating art with anything but art supplies. The combination of the sarcastic, poking-fun-at-society nature of the Blue Man Group along with their quirky abilities, talents, and looks, was what made the entire experience such a sunnily surprising and enjoyable one.I am not a big fan of freaky looking characters that do odd things, spit into the audience, and chew police captain Crunch cereal in harmony, but for Blue Man Group, I made the exception and would again and again in a heartbeat. The show was unlike anything Ive ever experienced. It is a different and interesting come to having fun, and I am determin ed to make any other doubters in my life see what Blue Man Group is all about for themselves.