The Goodnight Circus (PlanetEarth)
Swing/Klezmer/Charleston
Donnerstag 3. Mai 2012

Tragedy struck the circus many times. The trapeze artist's palms became inexplicably sweaty and slick, utterly unmanageable. He lost his nerve and his partner fell in love with a particularly daring accountant. The lion tamer, famous throughout the world, became, shall we say, a little too interested in the inner workings of his beasts. The jugglers, two brothers who's proficiency had amazed audiences in Russia, China, North Korea... incurably quarreled- "you throw too fast, you always sleep on my side of the bed, everyone likes you better" until one left to pursue his lifelong interest in microbiology, the other the bottle... The freaks all took their money for plastic surgery in Thailand... And the clowns were a hopeless bunch who ended up in politics. But the band stubbornly played on and on, until the last of the popcorn and elephant poop had all been swept away, and the lights turned down... all who had stayed awake agreed, it had been a good night at the circus...