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

What I liked

Tuesday sets the stage for herself in such a unique way. She walks, runs, glides, humps and coughs her way through the show straddling the line of what is earnest and what is character. It’s hard to tell what is real and what is created and that is the best kind of comedy.

What I didn't like

I honestly can’t tell you because it all seems like one giant fever dream. Just keep on doing it, Tuesday! Give her a run to that can continue to confuse and mesmerize the masses.

My overall impression

Tuesday is so charming and yet her mouth and humor are so foul (said with a wink and a vulgar hand gesture).