"Puppetry of the Penis" not to be missed (if you're female, that is)

With naked men come drunk women. And the crowd was packed with them as the nude stars of the night, Joey Dixon and Preston Levato, began exercising their genitals in Puppetry of the Penis, playing at The Moore Theatre now through Sunday, Feb. 27.

Wearing only socks and shoes, the men hosted a night of "dick tricks," performing such masterpieces as the bull frog, the skateboard and the pelican. Armed with just their genitals, they entertained the audience for an hour and a half.

Instead of using a box to conceal the rest of their bodies or light to cast shadows, the men just stood on either side of the stage, turning to face the back wall and mold their penis sculptures, then turning towards the audience to reveal them.

I would imagine that for most of the male audience, the tricks are old news, and women have probably molded and sculpted a number of volunteer penises. But the sheer novelty of seeing the penis positions so largely enhanced on screen is reason enough for the $24-$38 tickets.

That's right, a giant screen displayed all of the on-stage action. It was that addition that helped the audience ignore the bad jokes along with the socks and shoes the actors still wore after their capes came off.

Fake a birthday or bachelorette party and you could find yourself part of the "fruit bat trick." It would be unkind to reveal this trick, but think of a sleeping bat and a spread eagle.

Get an aisle seat and you could be pleasantly surprised by the back-end-of-a-bulldog stunt. Make sure to keep your lap is clear!

Be a brave man, and you could get onstage to show off your puppeteer ability before a packed house.

The show is not something that adventurous Seattleites would want to miss. The chance to stare at two very gorgeous and very naked men while they use their equipment as puppets would be the talk of the town. But the show lacked something that I can't quite put my finger on (so to speak).

Though the night was full of enough sexual innuendo to make the straight men in the audience giggle, the tempo was off. Opening night usually accounts for that.



Unless the local ladies forgot Valentine's Day, Puppetry is not a show for women to take their boyfriends to. Take a group of girlfriends (of any gender) and let loose. It's no fun without friends to scream with.



The Moore Theatre felt like an ironic place to have a show such as Puppetry. It is beautiful and somber, and Puppetry is defiantly crude and colorful. The juxtaposition made the evening feel like something taboo.



But the booze available in The Moore's downstairs bar helped ease the tension, and the audience continued to hoot and holler until they ran out of air.

Aside from the fact that it felt a bit off, the show is a unique experience and really shouldn't be missed. It was funny at times and amazing at others. For a girlfriend's night out, this is the show to see.