|Volume IV, Issue 11||
November 25, 1995
Greetings and Welcome, once again, to The
Rocky Horror Picture Show. We hope you've
all recovered from your Thanksgiving feasts
and we're happy to see some of you home
for the holidays. School sucks, doesn't it?
The Winter holidays are just around the
corner so hang on just a little longer. For
those of you who are new here, this is the
Transylvanian Tymes, something of a cast
newsletter which documents the ins and
outs of the show, the cast, and
occasionally, the audience. We, the cast,
are the World Famous, Midnight Insanity.
We have been performing Rocky for almost
EIGHT years and recently performed in the
20th Anniversary to Rocky Horror, held up
in L.A., and broadcast (in part), on VH-1. We
perform every Saturday night here, at the
Art Theatre in Long Beach, for your
pleasure. Tonight, however, is a special
night. The last Saturday of every month is
"Lingerie Night" and we fully expect you to
come up on stage and strut your stuff
along with us, at least one night a month.
We have more things in store for you, but
you'll have to read the rest of the paper to
find those out!!!
Midnight Insanity, never ones to shy away from a camera, journeyed up to Passadena to participate in the annual (officially, "occasional") Doo-Dah parade. A parade dedicated to the weird, the unusual, and the demented . . . and we're all THREE! So, we put ourselves on sleep deprivation, drove up to Passadena right after a show, and allowed ourselves to be seen in full costume and makeup, during daylight hours
(gasp!), all for a little camera time. See?
We're not a hard bunch to please! We were
also sporting our new 24-foot Rocky
banner. You of course, know that it's a
smaller piece of equipment than we're used
to carrying, but the street was only so wide.
For those of you who were here on Halloween night (and if you weren't, well, we're not talking to you anyway), you got to see "The Time Warp Zone". This is Midnight Insanity's latest creation and was an immense effort put forth by cast members. It was produced for the 20th Anniversary celebration, for use on the stage of the Roxy Theatre at the Friday night Fan Club party. It was such a hit, that we were asked to do it again on Saturday night at the Pantages Theatre, during the actual convention!!! And yes, you folks got to see it for a measly six bucks. What a deal!!! We should probably note that the production was written from a convention standpoint and contains many references to things like Shock Treatment (the unofficial sequel to Rocky Horror . . . also known as "The Continuing Adventures of Brad and Janet"), and miscellaneous songs by Tim Curry and Little Nell. Since Richard O'Brien called our backdrop a "Work of Art", we are sending it to him, so you won't likely see "The Time Warp Zone" again. However, we still encourage you to go pick up a copy of "Shock Treatment" as well as the 15th Anniversary CD/Cassette box set, which should still be available in some stores. For those who missed Halloween, well, next year you'll know better!
Last year we started a tradition.
Our centennial shows should go to YOU, the
audience. Pretty neat, huh? What does it
mean? Well, in a couple of weeks, we'll be at
show #400 (quad-centennial?), and we're
presently picking audience members to
participate in, "The Rookie Horror Picture
Show". It's a way of remembering our roots
as audience members, and giving a few,
select people, a taste of what it's like to
perform on stage. Last year's run was a
success so we're doing it again. You don't
need any experience, you don't need any
special training; though for legal reasons,
we may need your parent's permission . . .
complain to the lawyers. See the cast
quickly for further details. The part you
want may not last long!!!
Speaking of numbers, last week we awarded our 4711th audience member for the year, 1995! Crystal won an original Rocky Horror soundtrack on vinyl, congrats! But why 4711?? All Rocky people show know that this is the number tattooed on Frank's right thigh . . . and they should know it immediately. As long as we're counting things (since you do soooo well at counting the "Rules" during Pre-Show), how about a few fun ones? How many coffins are in the movie? How many times does the clock strike just before the beginning of Time Warp? How many Transylvanians are in the main Time Warp circle? How many times do Riff Raff and Magenta engage in Elbow Sex (that we know of)? How many times does the Criminologist appear on screen (count the cuts, not the songs)? How many deaths are in the movie? How many bad words (stuff you wouldn' t hear on TV) are said in the movie? Remember, we're talking the movie here, not Pre-Show, or the Audience! We may give you the answers, next month.
It's got nothing to do with Shotz
brewery (read the title again if you didn't
get it the first time) . . . although that
wouldn't be such a bad idea. As we
mentioned earlier, Midnight Insanity is
closing in on its EIGHTH Birthday! Eight
years, almost a decade, wow. Our Eighth
Birthday celebration will be on Saturday,
January 20th, 1996. We can't tell you what
we have planned, but it will be nothing less
than you've come to expect from Midnight
Insanity. "We're gonna make our dreams
come true . . . doin' it our way . . . . ."
*Ow*, okay, stop. <take a breath>,
through no arm-twisting (just kidding), I'd
like to annouce that Jen (Janet), is
celebrating her 2-year Anniversary in playing
the role of Janet Weiss, tonight. She began
with us as a Transyvlanian, waaaaay back
around the time of our 18th Convention,
"Age of Consent"; and later moved into the
role of Janet, one week prior to her 15th
birthday. She has come a long way in that
time and over the years has made my role
as Brad easier, and more worthwhile. In
case you can't do math, she'll be Seventeen
next week. Be sure to bring her presents,
anything chocolate will do!
We would like to thank the Art
Theatre management and staff for letting
us perform here *every* week, plus all their
added effort for the 20th Anniversary; Doo-
Dah Dennis, for handling the details and
setting us up with the Doo-Dah parade;
Joe, our ultra-cool waiter who comes to see
us *every fucking week*; and last, our to our
faithful, loving audience, who also come to
see us, *every fucking week*. You possess a
mind not merely twisted, but actually
sprained . . .