All of the pieces and performers were great, but Tracey Leigh’s unabashed delivery of terrible slam poetry (brilliantly penned by Selina Merrill) with musical accompaniment was particularly delightful.
What I didn't like
I always like to roll the socks a little tighter before lobbing them. This time in doing so, I found a glove inside one of the sock balls and that’s just… not right.
My overall impression
Easy Targets is always a blast and this round was no exception. The catharsis afforded by pelting actors with socks while they perform purposefully bad material is nothing short of sublime.