We drink, dance, make art and fuck all while the world falls apart.
The platform under our very feet splinters irreparably while we jump up and down trying to learn how to fly away.
NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THIS SHOW.
And that’s the point.
We go about our every day lives like our very existence is not in danger. We commit to the ultimate performance by ignoring the inevitability of our extinction. Maybe it is time to be Chicken Littles and scream that the sky is falling.
But for now, come laugh and forget your woes–the bartender is pouring another round and the performers are warming up
Join a motley crew of survivors for an evening of song, dance, poetry and theatre as their stories are brought to life.
An intimate audience will be immersed in our hedonistic world set in a dive bar at the end of the world.
Adorned with haunting glamour and despair, the refugees’ last hurrah echoes off the illusory and dystopian world as the timer ticks closer and closer to the end.
WRITERS & PERFORMERS:
WRITER & DRAMATURG:
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