Three Thursdays ago, I went to see Fuerza Bruta, which really can't be described in words. It's an interactive show that you just have to see to understand. I tried to capture it the best I could through a few pictures, but they really don't do the show any justice.
Essentially you walk into a large warehouse-type room where everyone stands around not knowing what to expect. Suddenly the first scene begins and you have stage hands throwing chairs and directing you this way and that way. The show uses the entire space and you leave feeling somewhat confused, somewhat speechless, and maybe completely soaked and covered in confetti.
I even got brought up on stage at one point, of course probably the only girl in the place who doesn't speak Spanish. I was slightly nervous they were going to tell me some life saving directions and I was just going to have no clue what they were saying, but it all worked out and I ended up just dancing with them while we all smashed styrofoam and confetti on each other. What more could a girl want? It was amazing.
Hard to tell, but George Washington is DJing
And the best place to go after the show? Burger King, naturally. Had to. But it's classier here, I swear.
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