This afternoon I was fortunate to catch the last performance of The Pumpkin Pie Show in junta high at P.S. 122 in the East Village, and it was simply stunning. Remember Diana Vreeland's infamous request that her decorator make her apartment look like "garden in hell"? Well, junta high is sort of like a "high school in hell," replete with teachers held hostage, a deranged mascot, a devilish marching band, and a pack of cheerleaders bent on sheer terror, all with a truly dark perspective -- richly dense in metaphor -- on contemporary Americana, and a thirst for blood. This show is brilliant, and undeniable proof that Clay has done it yet again.
Related: read the junta high stories online! Highly recommended.
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