Steve McKenna (on left) and Zane Lamprey "Sings the Booze" at the Showbox .
I’m so uninspired by this show that I had this post in my drafts for a couple of days. I inserted images, chose category, even tagged the post. But no words came to me.
Let me start off by saying that I won these tickets. I’m not going to say from where, because the girl is extremely sensitive about any negative commenting to things they are giving away. It is a freaking review site, what am I suppose to do? Lie? (Some of you know where I won this, please do not say on here or I will delete. I don’t want it coming up on searches.)
On this “website” two people had commented how they had seen him the last time he was in Seattle and how much of a dud the show was. I left in hopes that he has since stepped up his game and would be at least amusing.
You may or may not be familiar with the show “Three Sheets
Steve McKenna guzzling down a beer.
The show pretty much consisted of three parts.
Part 1 – The Welcome
This included an introduction from Steve McKenna and watching him chug down a bottle of beer. The audience was given some basic rules of certain things that would happen, that required some activity and if you were the last person in your group to do it you had to drink or chug down your entire beverage. We also watched the New Orleans episode of “Drinking Made Easy”.
Steve McKenna (on left) and Zane Lamprey guzzle down beer together.
Part 2 – Music about Booze
Finally Zane Lamprey came out and pretty much the rest of show was just drinking and singing about drinking. Kind of like hanging out with your friends drunk, making up goofy songs, and making fun of each other. Yes, that can be a ton of fun. But it doesn’t mean that me and my posse are going to get drunk and sit in front of an audience and entertain them with our stupidity. I watched Lamprey drink beer from a glass and a bottle. I also saw McKenna and Lamprey race consume extra large cocktails the fastest. And then they consumed more beer, while chucking the bottles on the stage. And of course don’t forget the drinking songs in between beverages.
Part 3 – The Contemplation
For a good 20 minutes I tossed around the idea of leaving early in my head. The only thing that kept me there was the hope of something good happening. The only thing that did happen was McKenna racing to the bathroom to relieve his bladder while Lamprey attempted to make up some rhyming lines about booze to a Nirvana song. Which was an utter failure. It finally got to point where I couldn’t take any more. I decided that it was time to leave and feed my rumbling stomach and catch some well needed sleep, then high-tailed it out of there before the last song was sung.
In retrospect, the only way to enjoy the show was drunk. Really drunk. I wasn’t drinking that night. Not a drop. I can’t even guarantee that if I was drunk, I would of been able to tolerate the show. Besides the guy that was yawning a couple of chairs from me, the rest of the crowd consisted of older (30s-50s) couples. The type you can see still trying to party as hard as they did in college. Loud and obnoxious old people, who still want to get out a beer bong and do keg stands. You know the type… Bald, old, overweight men screaming PARTY as they pound beer after beer. At a certain age taste should kick in. At least get drunk off an import, wine or martini.
Steve McKenna (on left) and Zane Lamprey race to finish their fruity beveridge.
