We here at brickback jumped at the opportunity to use complimentary balcony tickets to the Pensacola Opera's production of La Boheme. As a rule, those of us who live in NW Florida have only the Billy Bowlegs festival ( fantastic opportunity to get drunk while dressed as a pirate) or the Mullet Festival ( fantastic opportunity to drink lots of beer while wearing NASCAR shirts and trucker hats with fish hooks in 'em) to look forward to all year.
The Pensacola Opera brought it's production to a local college, of which we attened the Sunday matinee.
Maybe I'm used to my hometown venue, the Fox, but would it kill anyone down here to serve some fucking wine at these things? I mean, really.
Don't get me wrong. We downed a bottle of champagne before we went. However, if we're gonna have to sit through a watered down version of an already tedious storyline, the least you could do is let us overpay for some cheap cab. Especially if we have to sit next to some stodgy old blue hair who kept giving us the stank eye because i wanted to use the armrest too.
Got it?
Also, there was no reason for you to import the set and props from NYC. It's La Boheme. The scenes take place in a dingy loft, a cafe courtyard, another courtyard, and......yeh, that same dingy loft. Isn't that what freshman art students and illegals are for?
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