Best of Indy: Blank Slate
An author who spent a month working on a performance-art piece in Indianapolis reflects here on the upside of the city’s low profile.
The playfulness peaked midway through Act II with the quirkiness of Burt Bacharach’s “Turkey Lurkey Time.” That song, full of fun choreography and the merging of retro fashions with formal tuxes, gave way to the heartwarming high of the night, a haunting performance of the beautiful “Ave Maria” sung by Alex Reuter.
His knees cracked down onto the cold, hard concrete floor. Jarhead followed him with the still-warm barrel of the gun. Touched the rear of Dote’s skull. … Jarhead was restless and a bit worried. He hadn’t beat on a bag since the robbery. He needed to expand his lungs. Feel some flesh give.