"I'm
sure I don't have to tell you how often life ruins you..."
- SexyBack

Does anyone
think about the woman in the corner of the bar, the lady who dances
to forget, drinks to become numb, watches humanity with an eagle eye
and dagger tongue? Now you have to. A magical skankarama of intimate
proportions.
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SEXYBACK
written
and performed by marsha
directed
by Bricken Sparacino
supporting
living breathing props are: Emleigh Wolf, Brent Lengel, Sara Gaddis,
Mike Ippolito and Mike Milazzo.
Original
Music by Mike Milazzo.
March
28th, UNDER St. Mark's Theater
94
St. Mark's Place - 1st ave and 8th street
8pm
- $12
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About:
Years
ago, with her life in ruins, a woman gave up making plans and started
swallowing drinks.
SexyBack is the story of one night in this woman's life, as she declares
it's time for something new. To start it off right she's saying goodbye
to all the drinks she has loved before in the roadhouse that has seen
the better part of her last 20 years.
She bounces off of strangers and friends struggling to make sense of
her decisions, her life and the past that always comes back around.
She is bringing SexyBack.
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Development and Origins:
A group
of friends sat in a room with me putting on every popular song the ipod
held and I started dancing to SexyBack. One of my friends dared me to
dance to Justin Timberlake at the open mic we go to every week. I took
that dare, got on stage at Penny's Open Mic, put on an incredible dress
I had grabbed at a giveway party and let it all jiggle out. Knowing
that dancing for any amount of time onstage in an unchoreographed and
unprofessional manner gets annoying I did a minute of butt shaking,
had the sound turned down, and started a stand up routine. And SexyBack
the Bitter, Drunk, Southern Belle was Born.
It was meant to be a one time thing but people seemed to like her.
In developing a solo show series as residents of horseTrade Theater
Group It seemed natural to use this character. I figured it would be
an over the top, blowsy tramp with many witticisms and critiques of
the culture she sees around her.
The reality is when I closed my eyes and started writing I started putting
the story of her life down. The story of her life on one night of action.
The tramp is still there, the bitter - most definitely - but the woman
herself became real, more than a caricature and before her career can
start her story must be told.