The Blue Men returned to Proctors this weekend with a show that dazzles the audience with artistic and musical brilliance. The Blue Man Group is one of the most consistently great rock shows ever, and use their drums and sticks and imagination to bend the rules of all we take for granted. And the best part: The show is 100% child and family friendly. What started out as three friends–Chris Wink, Matt Goldman and Phil Stanton—playing on the streets of New York City, has mushroomed into a Ginormous international sensation spanning the globe, and connecting with audiences no matter what language they speak. The reason is simple: The Blue Men don’t speak. They are aliens from another planet. They don’t sing. They don’t speak. They communicate to us using art and music, and teach us more about ourselves than we usually care to learn.
The recent show, complete with Twinkies and Captain Crunch and Marshmallows, touches on a variety of recent developments including the GiPad, with a G: Our increasing dependence on tweeting and texting, and our increasing INability to write, and actually have a one on one conversation with our friends while looking them in the eye. The Blue Men casually remind us this is quickly becoming one GiNormous step backward. We are becoming merely extensions of the electronics we use.
Some of us got it. The younger ones probably didn’t.
But behind the lessons learned is a larger show: The Blue Men combine art and music and comedy into a ballistic rock show that is consistently one of the best of its kind. They drum, draw, and create art using some of the most imaginative ways ever, never missing a beat. They are great drummers accompanied by more great drummers, pounding PVC pipe and homemade instruments in a way we never thought imagineable, making us all say to ourselves, “Why couldn’t I have thought of that?” Their version of Fuer Elise is so beautiful you don’t want it to end. I wish they would play it in its entirety, and I guarantee the rest of the audience does, as well.
The BMG has, in the past, been a bit over the top but brought the current show down to earth.
The grand finale is not to be missed. It is magnified by ten in the greatness of one of America’s most beautiful theaters.
I have seen the Blue Men three times in the past, and will see them every time they’re here. It is fun for me, fun for the kids, and fun for everyone. It makes Rock fun, all the while making us laugh at ourselves by musicians dressed in blue and black. Rock can, afterall, be clean and violence free, and art and music really can be forms of communication; and who knows, alien life forms may really be laughing at us.
The only downside of this rock show is when the curtain closes and you know you’ll be another year older when you see them next.