- OTHER MEDIA
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- article in the SFist by Karen McKevitt
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- Wow, it's been too long since San Francisco's seen a Dan Carbone piece.
Well, maybe it's been a year or two--but that's still too long. You think
your life is more than a little surreal? You think you're a freak? You
think you've seen some rad, edgy theater? Then you haven't seen a Carbone
show. He's been called the Billy Bob Thornton of San Francisco (courtesy
of former SF Weekly critic Michael Scott Moore, to give credit where credit's
due), and his latest offering features mechanical creatures like a monkey
astronaut, a sleeping pig and a dead Elvis. Who cares about plot? He's
got a mechanical dead Elvis! Dude, our heads are spinning. After a little
foray into the land of multi-actor productions, Carbone returns to his
solo performance roots with this little trip into the logic of dreams and
the nature of childhood perceptions. The use of controlled substances may
intensify this effect.
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