LUCID: You may ask yourself, “Why would I want to pay money to see Queensryche at the Nokia?” Easy: Because Geoff Tate and crew have set their greatest hits and some new songs to a sort of loose storyline whose plot is entirely secondary to the visuals: The expressly adults-only show (!) wants to sweep you into a sort of circus-noir netherworld where acrobats, burlesque performers, contortionists and their ilk will bring the band’s music to life. Queensryche Cabaret is at .
SILENT TREATMENT: We’ve always thought the same thing about Shakespeare’s Hamlet, whether in the hands of Sir Laurence Olivier or Mel Gibson: Not that funny. But
MAGIC: Greek mythology, roller disco, and a late-career Gene Kelly looking as out of place as Snooki at MoMA: Xanadu is an epic smorgasbord of 1970s fantasy kitsch, led by a breathy Olivia Newton-John perpetually bathed in lavender light. Needless to say, it practically demands a sing-along (for “Suddenly” alone), and 92Y Tribeca is happy to oblige. .
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