Two Comedians, Two Albums, One Night only!
Friday October 11th @ 8 AND 10 PM.
Both comedians will be performing at both shows!
Red Durkin in Interpretive Screaming
Kelli Dunham in Trigger Warning
Sliding scale tickets ($10 - $30) on sale now!
hello please share this widely it is going to be an amazing thing and i wish i could be there
I have one of those “will u be my older sister” crushes on both of these women and will probably go to this if I have the day free probably with V and probably you should come with us if you are in NYC!
P.S. If you know you’re coming, buy your tickets, like, right now. It’s not a super big place and tickets are selling like hot cakes. We are pretty much definitely going to sell out and it’s probably going to be soon.
I love everyone in this picture so much, and might I add after the last few weeks I’ll even include myself cuz thanks to these beautiful women in this picture I do love me a little more. *wipes tears* / not kidding tho.
Imogen Binnie, ( ME ), Red Durkin, & Annie Danger
I feel lucky to have even been in the same room as this photo. Every one of these ladies makes me want to be the best version of myself I can be.
Like every lady in that picture deals with a world that is ESPECIALLY bullshit and goes “oic” and then precedes to make great art that makes the world WAY LESS bullshit. And if that doesn’t inspire you, what the fuck???
I want to say, my ultimate life goal right now, to be able to die happy, is to start a riot girl movement for trans women and really push the DIY. Trans women get accused of taking up too much space and I’m saying no trans women need to reclaim space.
The full text of a love letter from the Fully Functional Cabaret:
“Dear Trans Women,
I love you because sometimes you’re weird looking the way I’m weird looking and you understand that weird looking and bad looking aren’t always the same. I love you because you’re beautiful, not in a “we are all the special and perfect creations of a loving god,” kind of way. You’re beautiful in a “crawled out of the muck and evolved,” kind of way. I love you when you’re graceful and I love you when you’re mean. I love your big hands and your busted teeth. I love your high voice and your low voice, your broad shoulders, your dainty feet. I love you for your perfect face, your teenage tits, your impeccable style, and your coy, glittering laugh. I love you when you say stupid shit like, “questioning your beliefs is the dictionary definition of thinking.” I love you when you scream powerful shit like, “revolution now!” and “gay power!” at the top of your lungs and then your voice cracks and you cry because you care so fucking much, but you’re exhausted. I love you when no one else can see you and I love you when you refuse to go unseen. I love you even when you won’t make eye contact with me on the subway. I love you even when you stare. I love you because you’re witches and programmers and lawyers and punks and beauty queens and, yes, sometimes drag queens. I love you because you’re loud and shy and glamorous and plain. I love you because you’ve got swagger, because you’re clumsy, because you’re delicate, angry, imposing and gracious. I love you because you believe in god and magic and all kinds of ridiculous crap. I love you because you drink too much. I love you because you’re idealistic and jaded and you wear leather jackets and fair-trade high heels. I love you because you teach yoga and physics and you know how to sew. I love you because you work at Jamba Juice and lobby in congress and make your own clothes. I love you because you suck at video games, because you grew up on food stamps, because your parents paid for your surgery. I love the songs you write and the jokes you tell. I love you when you’re HIV positive! When you’re in prison! And when you die! I love you when you’re scared and when you’re proud; when you’re bored and when you’re bleeding. I love you because I don’t have to love you or even like you. I love you because I can disagree with you, be devalued by you, and be offended by you. I love you because we can come from such different worlds that I actually hate you. I love you because you’re just as human as I am and I love the shit out of you!
The Fully Functional Cabaret is, at its heart, a love letter to trans womanhood. Take a step back, and you will see a familiar story of people seeking healing by shining a light all up in society’s dark places. Come for the camp, glitter, song, dance, shadow puppets, inflatable genitalia, a barbershop quartet, and hilarious good time and stay for the surprise profundity, magic, healing, and human connection we all crave.
You might remember me encouraging you to fund this show via indiegogo or encouraging you to go see this show but even if you did neither you are in luck, because the whole of this wonderful show’s opening night has been recorded and put online so far-away-from-SF peoples like you and I can watch it. And we should. Watch it and share it! I can’t say enough good things about it.
San Francisco/Bay Area! Come see PrettyQueer managing editor, Red Durkin, in the Fully Functional Cabaret!!
Written by collaborative process of its all-trans woman cast, Fully Functional was divined by taking our unheard, inappropriate, and deeply true stories and slathering them in a glittery coat of raw-hearted wit. We are women, whole and complete, and our lives are long obscured by the hideous apparitions of the medical industry, the mass media, and even some feminists! Fully Functional takes these unfortunate mantles and runs with them, shouting “NO SOB STORIES!”
Made possible by the National Queer Arts Festival, Queer Cultural Center, and SF Arts Commission.
DO NOT MISS THIS SHOW! YOU WILL REGRET IT!