Hack and Slash Christmas Musical, Oct. 15, 2004
You may ask yourself, why are we writing about someone else’s show on our website? Why in the middle of On the Road, is there so much talk about belly dancers with dragon’s breath and two masculine swordfighters? Why does it matter to us as Rogues fans how things went at a charity performance on the magnitude of Hack & Slash? Don’t they have their own website?
Well, to answer that, the Rogues are about family, and all of these people in this little spot in the world are a part of what makes the Rogues so great, and besides, with Rogueys at the door and Rogues in the audience, I think that is ample excuse to tear up some paper to tell you about this fantastic night.
Let me just say, “Oh … my … Gosh.”
My-oh-my-oh Maia Rodriguez, the vocalist for last year’s Celtic Crossroads, who just finished a pilot for Cirque du Soleil, sat down with the men who got her started in show business to write the musical tale of Ebenezer Hack, the meanest money-miser since … I’m thinking … Okay, so maybe he was the meanest miser ever.
The musical centered around Maia Rodriguez sitting by a fireplace in her bathrobe reading a story to a couple of lucky kids, and then there was Hack in a big comfy bed, which was kind of sexy, and then some other people came on stage and then we got to listen to Maia sing again. And that was pretty much the show from my viewpoint. Man. That Maia can sing.
The show I hear did consist of quite a bit more stuff besides Maia singing … in her nighty. There was the Pirates Royale cast as the spirits of Christmas Past. There was the Tartan Terrors who came in as the spirits of Christmas present, and finally there was Spencer, who had made his way repeatedly onto stage in a multitude of characters from the ghost of Slash Marley, the protagonist of the tale, to drumming along with his old band the Tartan Terrors, and finally in the highlight of what I will call “the-stuff-what-wasn’t-Maia-Rodriguez” portion of the show, Slash reentered as his original MDRF character, the gravedigger who writes children’s books, and apparently part time ghost of Christmas future, Barry Croaker.
The highlight of the musical was getting to see Maia sing … in her nighty, and by the way, let me just say this girl has the most kissable lips, touchable hair, affectionate personality and damn, a boyfriend. To be completely honest, she wasn’t the only one in her PJs either since that was pretty much the required attire for watching the show. The other great thing was our own Sharon running around in a midriff-baring set of black silkies that made you stand up and pay attention. Holy moly that Randy is a lucky man. Besides getting to see the sexy ladies in their pjs, the evening was fantastically successful, and between ticket sales and donations at the door, there was about $10,000 raised at my last count.
Lyn Bell