What's it about?
“Ketamine: The Musical is an immersive, participatory, psychoactive and dissociative spectacle. You will not be able to unsee, unhear, or unfeel the things that you will see, hear and feel.”
What I experienced?
I fell in love what that description because I’m insanely awkward. Like unbelievably socially awkward, so it gave me the opportunity to get comfortable being uncomfortable, and let’s be real here, I was DEFINITELY uncomfortable.
Now, let me give you a bit of background. Ketamine is basically a dissociative anesthetic that gives you that outer body experience. The show surprisingly gets into its scientific name, its effects, all that jazz. A summed up dummy’s guide to Ketamine, which was great because I didn’t even know what it was. #themoreyouknow
Knowing that, I felt like I was on some sort of drug, Ketamine even, because I wasn’t really sure what I was watching. In the beginning, I kind of just took it for what it was and just got immersed in this cool, interactive show with acrobats and synchronized dancing. The music, they played Glass Animals’ “Gooey”, and I was like oh snap! I know that song and proceeded to sing along.
From what I gathered, it was about some random guy from the audience, who was most likely part of the show, and his experience on Ketamine. The more I watched, the more I fell in love with it. Not only was it informative, but it showed you what it was like to be on Ketamine through his eyes. The ups, the downs, and everything in between.
His ups were hella fun to watch. From the killer cupcakes to watching the room spin, it felt like we were having that experience with him, which makes me feel like we were his outer body experience, only able to watch. This was also where synchronized dance came into play, and how can you NOT love synchronized dance? Especially when it’s to songs like Dawin’s “Dessert”? Watching this portion, I somewhat understood why people did drugs because that looked pretty cool.
Then, it got dark pretty quick. The synchronized happy dancing turns into this dark metal. He gets covered in black paint, and this was where my heart slowly starts breaking. He goes to take a bath and begins crying as he tries to take the paint off. I saw the agony in his face and the ominous, creepy gothic music really set the tone. I don’t know if he was going through withdrawal or what it was, but it looked like it was getting pretty bad. Poor baby. He didn’t know what hit him.
I walked away from this show lost in thought about the meaning of it all, and the more I thought about it, the more I appreciated this show. It not only destroyed the stigma behind drug use/abuse, but it also informed and opened up the conversation about it. And isn't that what shows are supposed to do? To lift our spirits and leave us thinking? Because that's what this show did. It got me thinking.
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