Our recent trip to Washington was only slightly marred by our hotel being next to the theatre hosting Spamalot, meaning every trip out either commenced with fighting your way through a bunch of overdressed Pyhton fans, or rushing past a television blaring a constant loop of What Great Larks it all is.
Still, it turns out it could have been worse: Clay Aiken's joined the cast:
"The first time I saw it I thought it was the stupidest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life. My tour drummer is the 'Spamalot' drummer, and (he) said you've got to see it again."
How dull would your wit have to be to need a second visit to Spamalot to 'get' it? It's a musical based on a Monty Python film. It's hardly obscurantist humour, is it?
"I thought Monty Python was a person until three months ago."
Oh. That would be roughly where the dull wit would be calibrated, then.
Apparently it's not easy being in the show:
He told [Newsweek] he was so sore from rehearsals he "couldn't even get off the toilet the other day."
"It hurts so bad. I don't know if it's I'm not coordinated or using muscles I never had to use before," he said.
What muscles, exactly, are in your bottom that you need to use for acting that you might never have exercised before?
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