Flotsam and Jetsam of love, from a logo from a failed dating blog I was cowriting.
Young love, do you remember it? The excitement, the butterflies, the tear stained pillows of rejection. Do you like me, YES – NO circle one notes? Poetry with cheesy lines that would make you shudder with embarrassment if you read them now. Long diary entries about how only if he/she would look at me during math class. Did you keep any of it? Would you read any of it in front of others on stage?
Mortified is a long running stage show of people doing just that. Now adults reading their stories of youth and angst live in front of a paying audience. I have never participated, my journals happily destroyed during one of the many times my parent’s basement flooded after a major snow melt. I have though been an audience member on more than one occasion.
What I can promise is that you will laugh, you will feel vicarious embarrassment for others, you will sing along to 80s and 90s hits rebooted by the After School Special band.
This post may be a little late to the party, but at least you know it is still happening or even happening in the first place. I am going to go listen to Billy Idol now.
Where: King King, 6555 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles
When: Next show is March 18th
How much: $15 in advance and $20 at the door
[Getting there: King King is accessible by the following public transit options: The Metro Red Line and busses 780, 180, 212, 210, and the Hollywood DASH]