As a blue collar philosopher, Allen Johnson is raw masculine energy personified, belying his subversive intellect, which will suckerpunch you with a wallop. In his one hour monolgue he discusses innate animalistic urges, love, discontent, and the inherent beauty of all the ugliness in the world. Lights up on him, pants down, sitting on a commode. He tells of a desire to search for God, to stand under the warm pressure of his shower head as it hits his anal pucker, of his fisting adventures with an ex-girlfriend, and of being raped by his father, to list a few. He left me in awe and a sweat.
Ticket fee: $3.00
