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...only token laughs in this production. Markham O'Keefe and Jason Watkins as the Princes seem to have no idea what they're doing. This scene is only funny if the princes actually believe what they're saying. O'Keefe and Watkins treat it as a cabaret performance and sing the whole song facing front and rocking back and forth on their feet. A firmer directorial hand could have saved these scenes...

Author: By Lori E. Smith, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Imperfect Fairy Tale Extravaganza | 11/19/1992 | See Source »

Thanksgiving sing-along. Dudley House,2nd floor JCR, 7:30-8:30 p.m. Reception following...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Listings | 11/19/1992 | See Source »

Dean Ween looked over at the sound man, grinned, and launched into the opening riff. The crowd surged forwards, fists in the air, and Gene began to sing. People were mouthing the words. "Fat Lenny's gonna walk right into mah self...Fat Lenny's gonna lick my head off..." Gene was swaying with the microphone stand. "This a story 'bout mah friend Fat Lenny," he shrieked. Rock 'n' roll glory streamed from his face. The crowd went nuts. We were in the presence of greatness...

Author: By Tom Scocca, | Title: Reviews | 11/19/1992 | See Source »

...Captain Fantasy," from The Pod, was tremendous. Gene skipped the electronic effects in favor of vocal stunts, sliding his voice up into falsetto and filling the spaces between lines with fake echoes, mugging theatrically all the while. For all the irony and foolishness, he can actually sing. And Dean can really play guitar. That's kind of their dirty little secret, and it's what makes the whole rock star act work. It was like hanging out with your buddies while they play some songs in the garage, and you're all pretending it's the Meadowlands. Only there...

Author: By Tom Scocca, | Title: Reviews | 11/19/1992 | See Source »

...work, either. So they exploded into the Beastie-Boys-flavored "Old Queen Cole," instead, and the little pit roiled with renewed frenzy. They closed the encore, in proper arena-rock tradition, with a slow number. In this case, it was "Puffy Cloud," and Gene led us all in a sing-along. "Drift away on a puffy cloud/ go away on a puffy cloud," we sang. "My brain is dead from too much pot/ 'Cause Dean and I smoke too much pot...Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud/ Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud...

Author: By Tom Scocca, | Title: Reviews | 11/19/1992 | See Source »

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