Losing one’s sexual virginity is an ancient rite, but completely new for every person who experiences it. I remember my first time distinctly, ripe with infinite awkwardness and crude familiarity with an act for which I was not physically prepared for, though I was mentally. Since then, I’ve lost my virginity in other circumstances, each eerily mirroring that other first time—my first real job, my first year in college, my first year living in Seattle—clumsy as hell, I said all the wrong things, and I was always ready to do it all over again because I knew the second time around I’d do it right. To be a virgin does not mean to be entirely blind to the circumstances of experience, so this March we’ve got a lot of virgins who are not virgins. Every performer is experienced with what they do—some even with performing at Spin the Bottle—but they’re going to perform something beautiful, never seen before. And isn't that what making theatre is about: creative purity and the chance to watch it spring forth and regenerate us. Come witness... The return of picturesque burlesque by POLLY WOOD! Something humorously sad and topical by JAMES JORDAN! GREG JACKSON will debut new music! RACHEL KATZ CAREY directs a play written by BRET FETZER! Improv troupe INTERROBANG?! will improvise something! Spoken word/poetry/performance art by EVAN J. PETERSON! and smut by KELLEEN CONWAY BLANCHARD, read by CATHERINE BLAKE SMITH! All grounded by our darling spring in winter daffodil … BRUCE HALL!
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