Friday at 5:00pm, I
arrived in Tompkins Square Park, in the East Village of Manhattan for the
Circus Amok!
Jenny Romaine and Ben
Meyers were playing in the middle of the park. Someone passed me a playbill for
the show. Romaine has been the musical director for the troup for 400 years, .it
reminds us. Meyers has only played with the band since 1998.
Walking through the crowd, friend after friend were
just arriving for the show. Abby who ran
a wild party, Nora who works at the library at my college, Anna from New York
Bike Dance with her kids, Bill from C Squat, Brennan from everywhere, Roger
from the RMO, Dawn, Lena, and Savitri from the Church of Stop Shopping, my
whole community out for a day, sharing and commiserating, chatting, gossiping
and laughing at our selves along with Jennifer Miller and her distinct Borscht Belt,queer
schtick:
ENOUGH is ENOUGH continues the radical experiment of bringing free queer art into public spaces. The fun-for-all-ages, gender-bending production proves that everyone thrives when the community is fabulous and fair. Circus Amok invites audiences from all corners of the world into our raging queer utopia, pushing exuberantly at the edges of our drab norms. Join us for the break down, and the shake up — THE CIRCUS IS COMING TO TOWN.
Alternately despairing and silly, the
show is an homage to our times.
One man carries a sign reminding us:
“Ignorance combined with power is the
enemy of justice.”
Juggling Jennifer struggles against a
feeling that its all futile.
“I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t” she
insists in a debate about regular people running for office,
as she juggles multiple objects, including her
boot, a liquor bottle etc.
Art doesn’t accomplish anything, she
laments juggling.
Yet she’s still at it, battle through
the years.
It’s a feeling we’ve all had the last
year.
But its not time to give up, it’s a time
to fight back.
This is a time to fight past the
feeling of inevitability.
Its a time to believe Christine.
When we fight we win.
Sometimes a queer crowd needs to
remember our roots. We’ve been through
these battles before. We’ve survived and the disco ball spins. We pray for the
dead, fight for the living, and keep on challenging what it means to be human,
to fight social controls, and stay engaged even when we feel like its all a bit
of sound and fury signifying nothing. If anything, the show is an homage to a struggle
against cruelty and a message from the queen of disco so long ago:
No More Tears (Enough Is Enough)
It's raining, it's pouring
My love life is boring me to tears,
After all these years
My love life is boring me to tears,
After all these years
No sunshine, no moonlight,
No stardust, no sign of romance
We don't stand a chance
No stardust, no sign of romance
We don't stand a chance
I've always dreamed I find the perfect lover
But he turned out to be like every other man
Our love, our love
But he turned out to be like every other man
Our love, our love
Raining (raining)
Pouring (pouring)
There's nothing left for us here
And we won't waste another tear
Pouring (pouring)
There's nothing left for us here
And we won't waste another tear
If you've had enough,
Don't put up with his stuff,
Don't you do it
If you've had your fill,
Get the check, pay the bill,
You can do it
Don't put up with his stuff,
Don't you do it
If you've had your fill,
Get the check, pay the bill,
You can do it
Tell him to just get out
Nothing left to talk about
Pack his raincoat show him out
Just look him in the eye and simple shout
Nothing left to talk about
Pack his raincoat show him out
Just look him in the eye and simple shout
Enough is enough
I can't go on, I can't go on, no more no
I can't go on, I can't go on, no more no
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