The next morning, I had a black eye, and I didn't remember how I got it.
Alfred Jarry’s absurdist satire Ubu Roi and the art punk songs of the cult experimental band Pere Ubu come crashing together in Ubu Sings Ubu, replete with a Live Band! Dancing Girls! And Five Dollar Drinks! Tony Torn and Julie Atlas Muz prance, terrify, and delight audiences as Pa and Ma Ubu, and Dan Safer's rollicking co-direction and choreography make for a whiplash theatrical experience. Recently, I tempted Dan and Tony out for drinks, two orders of mussels, and an interview.
John Reed (Rail): We are live now.
Dan Safer: All right.
Tony Torn: Great. Grill us, man. Grill us.
Rail: So, all right. First question of the evening: So is that the same seat every show?
Torn: Excuse me?
Rail: Is that the same seat every show, the seat where Julie finds the hidden treasure?
Torn: Do we want to give that away?
Rail: Well, I might go back.