Last week, I went to a cat circus. Let’s put that on the list of things I never thought I’d say. I also never thought I would write about a cat who plays cowbell.
How much is that kitty who plays cowbell?
Full disclosure: Acro-Cats gave me a ticket to review the show. I only write about experiences that I believe are worth the money and I only do honest reviews.
Let’s start with the cost.
$24 per ticket. What could one get in Seattle for $24?
- A decent manicure, maybe a brow wax too if you go to the place with the questionable cleanliness and the fungus risk.
- About five lattes. So let’s just say a whole business-week of coffee.
- A one-way bus ticket from Seattle to Vancouver. But you’d have to sit next to the smelly guy.
- Tickets to see your coworker’s friend’s bad doo-wop/rap (doo-rap) ensemble
- About two watered-down cocktails.
You will remember Acro-Cats, even if you hated it, you’ll remember. And you will meet the “stars” and you will see all kinds of people in kitty ears trying to get selfies with these celebrity cats and begging for their feline attention.
It definitely draws out the strange, but one can’t help but love Samantha Martin, the lady running the show. She makes fun of herself, she’s approachable, and she rolls around the country in a big cat bus. She’s a person of stories, a person doing her own thing, and I deeply admire that. I fantasized about running away to join the cat circus until I remembered that I have a dog and a husband at home and I’m prone to horrific stage fright. Still, I briefly fantasized about being their on-bus reporter, like in Almost Famous, except with less groupies and more cat hair.
You’ll laugh and you might really cry. All of the cats in the show are orphans or fosters.
Throughout the show, you get their Behind-the-Music-esque backstories:
“Nugget* here was found on a box in the side of the road after his mother was killed. Look at him now. He’s the backup guitarist in an all-tom rock band.”
-A semi-famous feline named Tuna plays cowbell. He also bowled against a chicken named Cluck Norris. I kid you not. I was on team Tuna, but Cluck Norris was a competitor for sure. (Psst… follow Tuna on Twitter.)
-An adult cat push the.cutest kitten ever around in a baby carriage.
–Rock Cats. They’re not the most musical felines, but they sure are cute. One cat did a stage dive and then they had to bring up the back-up guitar player. And yes, you can get a t-shirt.
-Multiple cats skittering around in the audience at all times. Watch your step!
-People way into nerdy cat culture. Not just in a wear-a-heavy-wool-sweater-with-a-cat on-it way, in a having-legit-conversations-with-the-kitties way. Nothing like a cat circus to bring out the strange.
-Cats walking tightropes and jumping through hoops.
If you’re going to see it in Seattle, it takes place in the Seattle Center in a tiny theater you have to hunt down. It’s really the perfect size for this event, so no complaints about the theater. But I’ve been living in this city on and off for seven years and couldn’t find it even using Google Maps. Leave early.
For $24, I laughed out loud more than seven times. I think that makes it worth it. They’re going to be in Seattle for about a week more. Tickets and more info can be found on their website at http://www.circuscats.com.