Here, Kitty


Ever let someone walk all over you—and
like it? Tapping into our latent sadistic inclinations, Meow Meow sings to her audience sweetly while digging her heels into their palms. In a style she calls “kamikaze kabaret,” the internationally trained performer both belts and purrs the classics in multiple languages as she catapults her nimble self into the arms, onto the backs, and over the heads of shell-shocked spectators. It’s not so much audience participation as a coaxed, literal form of talent handling. You could call Meow Meow kooky if she weren’t so damn sexy. Catch her tonight; perhaps you’ll be one of the lucky bunch who gets mounted during “Surabaya Johnny.”

Sun., June 29, 7 & 11:30 p.m., 2008