Arts Cuckoo for Crow
The response to this week’s theater column, featuring a slap at the “spectacular, clanging, and unerringly pretentious Degenerate Art Ensemble,” has riled up a few folks. “Cuckoo Crow was awesome,” one of my friends said. “You’re nuts.”
“I’ve known them forever,” another friend said. “They’re great.”
The friend I attended with liked the show more than I did (though he got ice cream—and we agree that the projections were really beautiful). My other friends liked the show more than I did. Even Misha Berson at the Times seemed to like it more than I did. I felt like a man alone until I got this nice letter from a stranger named Milo:
“As someone who has been a big fan of the DAE for a while now, I just wanted to thank you for giving Cuckoo Crow a bad review in the last issue. I left that theatre angry, not least of which because I naturally assumed they were going to get away with it. God, what a piece of shit!”
Thanks, Milo! I don’t feel so crazy anymore. Anybody else out there see the CC?