Brooms, Altoid casings, water jugs, newspapers, sinks, dishes, trash cans, basketballs, boxes, paper bags. You name, it was made into an instrument last Thursday.

Much to Renée’s delight (and surprise), we went and saw STOMP at Popejoy last week, and left the performance all grins and giggles. We were thoroughly impressed by the innovation, ingenuity, and sheer talent of the show. To be able to keep rhythm with eight people, all on instruments that aren’t typically used for percussion, is something extraordinary. Furthermore, the entire performance contains no dialogue whatsoever: the “story” is told through facial expression, body language, and percussion only.

Furthermore, we liked it because it invited the audience to think about things in a brand new way. No longer is my clicky-pen just a pen, but a veritable fountain of percussive experiences. I type to rhythm, each key-click emphasizing another beat. And I’m even getting used to it in my vehicle, although the gas pedal is going to take a little more work.

Yay for music!