Confessions of a groupie or How I F'ed Jim Morrison the night he died but I didn't kill him

What I liked

Seeing Tuesday performing on stage.

What I didn't like

Maybe the sound, for those farther back. Luckily, I was in the 2nd row.

My overall impression

Hilarious theater trip. Miss Tuesday’s character assaults the audience with machine gun rapid fire verbal insanity, laced with vocals of pop music of the stars she stalked! Amazing that Tuesday could memorize so many pages of script for this one-woman performance! Her side kick, a stuffed dummy, posing as her alter ego interviewing herself, adds to comedic chaos ! DON’T MISS THIS SHOW !