Halloween is: Christmas

This very weekend!!! Jinmble Jamble!

Hello angels,

It’s been a minute! How have you been? Not great? Yeah.

I apologize for the nuts and bolts energy drink vibe of this stack, I’m trying something out where I talk about what I’m doing, specifically my live comedy shows this time.¹ Anyone who has amicably tried to engage me in small talk at a party knows that I am not very comfortable with this, which is why you will usually find me either knee deep in some kind of like “femme Joker” bit, or hugging a pillow talking about generational trauma with the one other person who thinks that’s fun for a party.

ANYWAY! Sorry to everyone for that, I’m sorry to you, and here is something very cool I’m doing THIS WEEKEND in PHILADELPHIA PA. PHILLIES. EAGLES.

You know when it’s the morning after Halloween and you still have glitter in your ears from your Dune slash RHOBH crossover Lisa Rinna Al Gaib costume? And you go to the local CVS to get your daily milk and grain and there’s already an army of three foot Santas lining the aisles, begging to be adopted with their sad eyes?² And everywhere you go you’re being waterboarded with holiday cheer even though actually sometimes things are really not cheer in November? Like actually November was not cheer at all, it was boo, it was zombie growl, it was truly terrifying in the deepest scream of dread and agony way, in the A24 grief ghoul hopelessness, Jack Torrance swinging his axe in the maze of the Overlook Hotel kind of way? Did you think to yourself like maybe we aren’t ready for cosy jollies just yet, maybe we all need to go full Joker mode and rend our garments and call on the powers of the undead to save us and scream and scream? Yeah! Maybe we need more of that that every year!

Like what, we get one holiday a year to be impish and theater brat and acknowledge the darkness in the world, and then we have like twenty other holidays where we have to be good and nice and George Washington Bday and Maundy Thursday and Columbus Day and so on? I mean, how often do we even get to be witches and decorate our apartment doors with realistic bloody faces, and surround ourselves with skellies? Practically never, is how often! And how often do we want to? Always. Always, dammit! So anyway I feel that this year we deserve to absolutely goth out! Let us together wallow in a communal Lars Von Trier chaos reigns vibe this year! We need this for so many reasons, but most obviously because in November we were all kidnapped and are all now trapped on a speeding fascist party bus with no air conditioning which is also on fire.

I know I don’t need to convince you guys of this, because all the best people have been saying this for YEARS! We need it, we want it, we must have it, and we shall have it…. second halloween 🙂….

Yes, yes we deserve it, and we need it!
SECOND HALLOWEEN! SECOND HALLOWEEN!

Sunday December 8th, 7pm
at Vox Populi, 319 North 11th St.

𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝖎𝖘: 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖘

A holiday party with theatrical and sound interventions, devised by Jim Strong and Cecilia Corrigan, featuring performances from Cecilia Corrigan, Rose Luardo, Alicia McDaid, Alex Braslavsky, with sounds from Jim Strong’s Holiday Ensemble, and more exciting surprise guests!

Come celebrate the rebirth of chaos, laughter, and a Witch-centric worldview with u at an immersive Saturnalian party/performance.

Sit on a Depressed Santa’s Lap!
See a freaky Nativity!
Grab a ghoulish gift!

We did it!

1. By the way, if you are interested in hearing about more of my events, publications, and so on, you can sign up for my events-specific email list here, to hear when I’m performing in a city near you! I have some NYC shows coming up in January and after that I will be touring around this great, great nation of ours after that. Does this make sense? Having a substack and also an email for shows? How do people do this? Help.

2. *i did adopt a Santa actually so it’s not as if I don’t have empathy for their kind. He is about 3 foot 5 and he is my son who lives in my living room at all seasons. I found him at a magazine afterparty last year— some people had bought him at another CVS and we were spinning him and dipping him on the dance floor, but then at the end of the night they were gone and he was sort of leaned on a couch looking wan. Like to them he was trash! But to me, he was family. Chloe Sevigny was at that party, but I don’t think she abandoned him, I’m not saying that. I’m just saying she was there.