Many artists embrace the raw side of rock 'n' roll, but few can translate it into an unstoppable force hell-bent on creating a party that will not end until the last bit of sweat is wrung from your brow. Quintron is one of those translators.
I’ve never seen the musical Avenue Q before, nor read a review. Having seen it now, however, as performed by the [Insert Name Here] theatre company, I can just imagine some of the witty phrases that might, in the past, have been used in reviews, based on its life-size puppets and obvious ties to Sesame Street and Jim Henson’s Muppets. I would guess its themes of racism (“Everyone’s a Little Bit Racist”), sexual preference (“If You Were Gay”), on-stage puppet, um, physical encounters (“You Can be as Loud as the Hell You Want (When You’re Makin’ Love)”), online porn (“The Internet is for Porn”), and females of questionable morals, among others, would no doubt have engendered a load of double-entendres and naughty plays on words. My timid contribution is the title of this review.
Avenue Q made a whistle stop in St. Louis for 3 days this past weekend, and while it certainly didn't fill the Fox on opening night, its fans seemed ecstatic. These groupies (Kewpies?) tend to sing along, laugh at absolutely everything, and remind us in their way that the main goal of theatre is to entertain.