Sunday, October 11, 2009

Wacky Bar @ PJ Live Arts




Got a call this morning that I had won two tickets to the last (matinee) show of Wacky Bar (last show was today at the PJ Live Arts in Jaya One) from the Time Out KL contest I joined on a whim. Thankfully I only had to collect the tickets from the PJLA Box Office before the show (which I had wanted to go to get a ticket to watch M.A.C.C. next week), and hey, I don't say no to free tickets. Couldn't really find (or think of) anyone to go with in the end because it was SO last minute, but since it was gonna be my first time there I wasn't really in the mood to bring anyone along, anyway.

Parked along the road side behind Jaya One (parking inside is RM2 per entry on weekends), I got a little lost. Cursed the hot weather (makeup melting down my face) and remembering why I had not been to a matinee in years, I finally found PJLA and the box office. Got my tickets and went to cool down with a Mocha Ice Blended at the Coffee Bean next door. Seats were plastic with numbers, so I wouldn't count on getting comfortable.

Being complimentary tickets, it was my worst seating nightmare - they were front row, off-centre seats (the horror), which are about the worst seats one can get for theatre and in the cinema. They're what I called spit-row, because it's so close you can spit fly from the cast. (I remember using a more sophisticated term for that, but I can't remember off the top of my head now). The only (slight) consolation was that Artistic Director Dato' (since when, and where he got it from?) Zahim Albakri was only a couple seats away (with a Asian chick/white guy pair between us), real front and centre.

Programmes were RM10 each and those proceeds also went to charity. Didn't feel like getting one, although flipping through, it was slightly more informative than some of the other ones I got in the past.

The ensemble cast - too many to name off the top of my head, but it's a theaterical debut of Amber Chia and Daphne Iking. Saw Daphne, but didn't see Amber act after all (explained by Patrick Teoh's post here) - which is both a good and a bad thing, cos I wanted to see her act and whether her English is still atrocious after spending some months in New York learning how to act (which I think was how the story goes).

A lot of the set pieces were on wheels and portable. I also recognised a lot of IKEA furniture on that stage. The house was also not full.... in the front. It seemed to be pretty packed behind.


The "switch-off-your-phone" and intermission had the "Bangla Radhi Khalid" or the fake, heavy Indian acent to some chuckle in the house. I thought it was freaking hilarious :D

It's basically a story of stories of the patrons at a watering hole called Wacky Bar (with Patrick Teoh as Wacky, the owner). Here's the copy..
Wacky Bar, the play, is set in a place where people meet to laugh, cry, gossip, share, pick up and break up. Filled with a multitude of oddball characters, including the host, Wacky, himself, the place is ripe for all kinds of extraordinary encounters. Whether or not you’ll be imbibing, come, sit back and enjoy the, sometimes real, sometimes crazy, but at all times funny, stories of a typically wild night out at Wacky Bar.
The tickets are a little expensive because proceeds go to charity, after all.

Join us for the Wacky Bar Nights and be amongst the first to see this fantastic new production by Passionately YOU. Your contribution to this program gives our growing community of patients a meaningful and direct opportunity to fight and survive cancer. Your generosity helps them to better cope with the challenges that come with cancer treatments.
There were laughs, song and dance... it was not bad, and no, you can't compare it to Cheers. It's a bit like Love Actually, but set in a bar with a bunch of self-help phrases thrown in for good measure. It was about one and a half hours, almost two (I think).

Personally, I'm always happy to see Gavin Yap on stage, even if he only came on stage in the second half, after the intermission. But man, the guy got real sweaty before his bit on stage was up. Those must be some warm lights.

The PJLA Box Office - it was literally a little space with a computer and POS. Claustrophobes need not apply :P

The pretty, pink elevator upstairs (there was the spiral staircase, but my shoes were killing me).

The tiny lobby area, while waiting to go in....

Does being having this stamp brand me as a cheapskate?

The view outside

Can't miss the bathrooms...

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