Tonight an actor from my other show* told me that she'd seen a child on the B train admiringly holding a postcard for our show. She estimated the child's age at 4 years.
People.
Watch your children, please.
Yes, there's a fuzzy puppet on the postcard. Yes, the word "Sing-Along" appears in the title. Did you notice the "AK-47" bit? This is ironic juxtaposition; it's meant to illustrate the circumstances which the children of Gaza find themselves in; circumstances which your 4-year-old American child should, by the grace of God, never have to endure or even contemplate.
I thought this went without saying, but then again, at my meeting with the Fringe folks, they asked if the show could be sorted into the "FringeJR" category, so evidently it doesn't. I can't say if we're "PG-13" or "R" or whatever nonsensical category the movies are using these days, but I can say this: DO NOT BRING SMALL CHILDREN. They will be bored, upset, or possibly psychologically damaged.
*A contemporary adaptation of the Bacchae, much more in my usual sex-and-violence line. We're about to go out into the parks of New York City and scare the joggers a little bit. Check us out.
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