Thursday night, it was time for a quickie with favorite Tim Mooney.  (last year's Moliere)   Dancing Nude was a beautiful written series of poems (Iambic Pentameter and Prose) written and performed by Tim.   The poetry was sensual and supremely performed as only Tim can accomplish.   He is truly a master of the the Chauceresque style of verse using perfectly punctuated syllables to tell his tale....of sex.

My only beef (no pun intended) was that this was all really no biggie (pun intended).   I reveled in the beauty of the poetry and his manner of describing every important sexual encounter in his life, however I walked away kinda bored.   Let me state here that it is through no fault of Tim's that this play was not to my taste.  I just found the subject matter a bit mundane and gratuitous,  as was the  strip tease act that took an entire hour and 3 audience members along with it.

Tim of course performed brilliantly as he tastefully acted out each sexual encounter from first childhood realization of his penis, to his first orgasm, to his marriage and subsequent relationships.  All a nice topic for a poetic monologue, again just not to my taste.    I would have preferred he write about any other subject matter, this felt like an appeal to everyone's reptilian brain and baser emotions.