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‘Round Midnight – Orlando Magazine

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Let’s mock the midnight bell,’’ Mark Antony urges in Antony and Cleopatra. Ah, even Shakespeare knew that a few of the extra thrilling nightlife doesn’t start till lengthy after sunset. That’s definitely the case in O-town, the place we’ve gone in quest of a few of the lesser-known slices of life which can be out of the peculiar, thanks partly, to the odd hours they occupy. We weren’t shocked to search out out that the later the hour the odder the expertise.

Once more With That Time Warp


Half previous midnight on a latest Friday night time, and the viewers at AMC’s Common Cineplex 20 is watching a 34-year-old film.
Effectively, “watching” doesn’t fairly say it.

Everybody on the CityWalk theater is up on their toes, leaping to the left, stepping to the fitting, placing their fingers on their hips and bringing their knees in tight. Subsequent comes the “pelvic thrust” that, because the lyrics within the movie clarify, “actually drives you insane.”

Sure, the film is The Rocky Horror Image Present and the gang is doing the “Time Warp”—once more.

For a lot of of those folks, anyway, it’s removed from the primary time they’ve seen the movie.

“I’ve seen it sufficient to take a seat at dwelling and recite it,” says Alicia Chaney, an 18-year-old viewers member from Clermont. “There aren’t quite a lot of motion pictures prefer it.”

No certainly.

A campy, song-filled spoof of sci-fi flicks and monster motion pictures, The Rocky Horror Image Present relies on a British stage musical. The movie, launched in 1975, instantly flopped however quickly discovered unbelievable cult success as a midnight film.

The CityWalk showings have been going sturdy for seven years.

Whereas the film is taking part in, a volunteer forged of about 30 performers in outlandish costumes and make-up re-enacts every scene. (In true “transsexual Transylvanian” custom, the actors seem to have been forged with out regard to bodily kind and even gender.)

The key of the film’s success has at all times been viewers participation, as when the gang rises for the “Time Warp” quantity together with the actors on the display and people within the theater. Within the years since I first noticed the movie at New York’s Waverly theater, the place its midnight showings started, the viewers response has develop into more and more elaborate and so flamboyantly profane that little is quotable right here.

One factor that hasn’t modified is Rocky Horror’s welcoming message of self-realization: “Don’t dream it, be it.”

“Anybody who involves this will discover a dwelling,” says the director of the reside CityWalk present, a person identified merely as Ofir. “No matter who you’re, what you’re, who you’re keen on.”

Not a foul place to name dwelling, actually, particularly at this hour.  —Jay Boyar

AMC’s Common Cineplex 20, Common Citywalk, universalorlando.com, 1-888-262-4386. Performances of The Rocky Horror Image Present  are at midnight on the second and fourth Friday and Saturday of every month. Admission is $9.50.


Within the Lifeless of Evening

It’s Friday night time at Greenwood Cemetery and, as ordinary, Don Value is knocking ’em useless.

“I went to morgue faculty. I obtained a C. So I’ve solely obtained a 70 % probability of discovering any artery in your physique,” Value tells an viewers that’s standing among the many gravestones.

He pauses, barely seen within the gentle of the total moon, then delivers the punch line.

“That’s why I run a cemetery.’’

The group—it’s alive, by the way in which—chuckles. Apart from the little boy squalling within the stroller.

He’s had fairly sufficient of Value’s routine. 

And why the heck is a toddler out right here at 10 p.m., anyway, among the many dearly departed of Orlando?

Effectively, initially, this isn’t a scary ghost tour. It’s a family-friendly historical past lesson that Value, Greenwood’s colourful sexton (that’s “supervisor’’ to you), provides one Friday night time a month on the metropolis’s 129-year-old cemetery.

The free two-hour tour takes within the resting locations of dozens of notable Orlandoans of the late nineteenth and early twentieth century, with names that many people see on avenue indicators or excessive colleges daily—Bumby, Holden, Parramore, Boone, Evans. Value has tales about all of them.
For instance, there’s Jessie J. Department, who in 1908 gained a contest to interchange Orlando’s moderately bland nickname, The Phenomenal Metropolis. Her successful entry, The Metropolis Lovely, was a keeper. Coming in second, considerably forward of its time: The Magic Metropolis.

Now that’s spooky. —Barry Glenn

Greenwood Cemetery is at 1603 Greenwood St. off South Mills Avenue. The Moonlight Historical past Stroll is held through the full moon Friday of every month from 9 to 11 p.m. and is restricted to 50 folks. Reservations are required; name 407-246-2616. Parking is alongside Greenwood Avenue. Native historical past skilled Steve Rajtar shall be filling in for Value on the October tour.


Starvation on the Prowl

10:30, Saturday night time 
It’s quiet outdoors Jimmy John’s, a downtown sandwich store poised like a nook umbrella salesman on a wet night time. “When the bars shut,” I’m advised by a child behind the counter, “all anybody desires is pizza, pita or us.” Black-clad supply children in teams of three hustle containers of subs out the door as I order a “Seashore Membership”: turkey, provolone and veggies. The 8-inch hoagie is bland and underwhelming, however whenever you’ve partied till 2 a.m. and that purple “JJ” signal on Orange Avenue beckons, bland could possibly be simply the ticket.

11:30 p.m.
Partiers in a startling number of sizes and shapes hop noisily from bar to bar. The rule on this muggy night time is brief, slim, speedy.   Ladies in miniature skirts strut by on laser-beam heels so excessive they make my toes damage. They pause to observe two immaculately tailor-made males cross, shaved heads and pressed lapels gleaming within the streetlights, then proceed on towards Church Avenue. A spaghetti-thin man chain-smokes all the way down to The Social. I doubt that he eats at Jimmy John’s; the try would resemble an anaconda digesting a brick.

Virtually 1 a.m.
Strains are forming throughout the road at Pita Pit; JJ’s is quiet on the surface however bustling inside, a half-dozen sammichistas slicing meats in anticipation of the push. Orange Avenue is closed to automobiles; the foot site visitors spills off the sidewalk and varieties one giant crowd wearing sequins and torn denim. 

1:45 a.m.
 A queue of sandwich-craving late-nighters wraps across the nook. Jimmy John’s target market—hungry bar evacuees, style buds deadened by alcohol—waits to devour chilly cuts between the hip-hop beats from automobiles cruising on Central Boulevard.
On the nook, a avenue preacher with a microphone froths that “we’re all going to hell.” A chunky child in denims and T-shirt enters the store, commenting to nobody: “I’m getting a sandwich first.” —Joseph Hayes


The Pursuit of Campiness

Spinning and leaping like a perky schoolgirl dancing at a ’50s sock hop, Gidget Galore blows air kisses and bats her mascara-caked lashes as she lip synchs to Cyndi Lauper’s “Women Simply Wish to Have Enjoyable.” Galore works the room with twirls and bounces that elevate her layered outfit of Technicolor petticoats whereas she daintily plucks greenback payments from outreached fingers and stuffs them into her Spandex-clad bosom.

It’s Wednesday at 11 p.m. at The Parliament Home, a landmark resort lodge and nightclub in homosexual America, and Camp Drag is formally below manner with all eyes on Galore, who’s most likely not your mom’s concept of the woman subsequent door.  

Galore recruits males within the viewers, which is made up of homosexual and straight women and men, to be remodeled in-to drag queens. These chosen lip synch to a music in drag and attempt to win over the gang. The viewers favourite wins a $100 prize.

Galore snakes although the room and plucks 5 keen girly guys. Her picks embody a two giant males with ample facial hair who’re to compete as a duo, and a cutie named Jeff (“Oh, that’s a really butch title,” Galore coos), who will carry out an “oldie however goodie” quantity. Galore shoos them and the opposite contestants backstage. “You’ll be able to deliver your cocktails with you,” she says in a nurturing voice.

Quickly, Jeff emerges as Lizzza (“Liza with three ‘z’s!”). Not sure in high-heels, Lizzza, bushy legs and all, stumbles down the steps of the primary stage however provides it his, er, her all, purple feathers from her gown trailing behind her. Because the upbeat, however unfamiliar, music ends, Lizzza makes an attempt a full cut up. She makes it many of the manner down. The viewers provides raucous approval.

The fleshy, hirsute “Tag Group Drag Queens” are subsequent. One of many two, now Ivana Cheeseburger, is sort of bursting by means of her inexperienced robe. Her accomplice, Ivana Cocktail, steps ahead and pretends to belt out Whitney Houston. “And Iiiii, eeeeiii, willll…” Cheeseburger grabs the mic tag-team type, and the tune modifications. Cocktail, refusing to let go of her diva second, pounces on Cheeseburger and resumes the music in midstream “…will at all times loooove yoouuooo!” The act ends with each of them wrestling on the bottom for the mic because the viewers howls.
Two different contestants give it a go, however no act can match the 2 beached whales on the ground, wigs falling off their bald heads. However they’re actually ringers, put in in Camp Drag to advertise a brand new present, appropriately referred to as “Fats Tuedays,” on the Home. So the prize goes to the runner-up, Jeff, who provides a magnificence contestant smile and acts all giddy.

Boy, these women positive know the way to have enjoyable. —Shelley Preston

The Parliament Home, positioned at 410 N. Orange Blossom Path in Orlando, phases varied drag and burlesque reveals each week. 407-425-7571; parliamenthouse.com


Stay From Orlando, It’s Saturday Evening!

TV execs know that comedy and the late-night hours go collectively. That’s why David Letterman, Conan O’Brien, the Saturday Evening Stay gang and their wacky ilk have lengthy dominated the airwaves after primetime.

Comedy additionally guidelines in downtown Orlando on Saturdays at midnight, when SAK Comedy Lab presents The Early Present—an improv efficiency that may be a bit extra  on the market  than those SAK provides at  respectable  hours.

“What’s one thing that’s inspiring to you?” asks one of many half-dozen casually dressed performers, as a latest Early Present begins. Bringing conventional Second Metropolis methods to The Metropolis Lovely, SAK places on a really interactive present by which the viewers shouts out ideas because the performers attempt  to spontaneously craft comedian situations round them.

“Barack Obama!” shouts one of many 100 or so folks within the viewers. Seeming to search out that particular subject barely daunting, the comedians easily broaden the suggestion to embody the presidency generally. That permits them to spin a whimsical story about Millard Fillmore that someway features a reference to chickens being launched.

Although these performers generally improvise themselves into corners, the environment is relaxed, with viewers members drifting into the theater through the first 20 minutes of the hourlong present and drifting out over the past 20.

The viewers laughs simply and so do the comedians; they’re undoubtedly on this collectively.

The present ends with an prolonged farcical fantasy, set in an emergency room, that features such characters as a person with a severed hand, a determined lady in labor and a befuddled transsexual.

Whether or not on TV or in particular person, that’s just about the essence of late-night comedy. —Jay Boyar
SAK Comedy Lab. 380 W. Amelia St., Orlando. 407-648-0001. sak.com. The Early Present begins at midnight on Saturdays. Tickets value $10 basic admission, $7 for Florida residents, college students, seniors and the navy.


At I-Drive Lodge Bar, Everybody’s on Stage

On the Backstage nightclub, hip, profitable professionals collect to sip unique concoctions and groove to a pulsating beat reflecting the colourful I-Drive nightlife that—OH, JUST STOP IT!

What you actually see on the Backstage, off the Rosen Plaza lodge foyer, are partying vacationers, grinding conventioneers, celeb impersonators, nonpoisonous lounge lizards, juggling bartenders, and tanked cougars  hooking up with guys of their twenties. The motion’s all  occurring on or close to the dance flooring, it’s loud, and it’s a hell of quite a lot of enjoyable.

Everyone can really feel hip for an evening on the Backstage, the place the DJs spin all the pieces from Lionel Richie to Jeremih, and the
age vary of the clientele is nice sufficient that followers of 1 musician most likely by no means heard of the opposite.

The present supposedly prices $5, however generally the Backstage doesn’t hassle with the quilt cost. The height time to view the dance-floor members at their uninhibited finest is Saturday from about midnight to 1:30 a.m., and that’s additionally when the bartenders are in high kind. (Whistle-blowing Mark Dalton, who tapes greenback payments to his bald pate, will gladly cease throwing cocktail napkins lengthy sufficient to take your image if you happen to ask.)

The nightclub interactions are as various because the conventions being held on any explicit weekend on the Rosen. As an illustration, on a latest Saturday, the teams included yo-yo champions, blind conventioneers and celeb impersonators. Round midnight, Napoleon Dynamite was minding his personal enterprise on the dance flooring when he caught the attention of Britney Spears. After which…

You needed to be there. —Barry Glenn

The Backstage is open 9 p.m. to 2 a.m. Wednesday-Sunday. The Rosen Plaza lodge is at 9700 Worldwide Drive, Orlando.


They’ve Acquired Video games 

“It’s unavoidable that in some unspecified time in the future you’re going to die,” says Chad Rippey. He’s talking to nobody particularly however referring to the half-dozen folks seated in a barely lit storefront close to UCF.

   Rippey isn’t getting all philosophical about life. The pc gamer from Lakeland is simply stating the plain concerning the rapid futures of his fellow 20-somethings within the room. They may die a whole bunch of excruciating deaths over the following hours, properly into daybreak. Whereas most of Orlando sleeps, they are going to be locked in mortal fight with enemy troopers, zombies, flying dragons and different creatures that defy description however not some online game designer’s creativeness. 

   As if one cue, Kelly Holt, the one lady right here, dies her closing loss of life, her “restoration druid” mortally wounded by a large monster referred to as a “boss.” At 1:13 on a Saturday morning Holt leaves the digital world of Gigabits LAN Middle for a protracted drive dwelling to Clermont.

Gigabits, set in a sprawling strip mall between an Indian and a Vietnamese restaurant, is the place critical avid gamers go for role-playing video games, or RPGs, on 22 super-fast private computer systems and several other Xbox consoles. All of the machines are hooked as much as each other in addition to the Web (therefore the title LAN, or a Native Entry Community, Middle) in order that gamers can battle as groups or in opposition to one another, whether or not they’re sitting shut to one another or gaming elsewhere through the Web.

  They play such fashionable business releases as World of Warcraft (groups of creatures battling evil bosses), Name of Responsibility 4: Fashionable Warfare (a traditional shooter sport of digital troopers), Left 4 Lifeless (a couple of survivors armed with weapons vs. 1000’s of zombies with appetites), and even unpublished video games despatched to Gigabits to be examined by the hard-core gaming geeks who pay to play right here day and night time.
   Digital warfare is fought painlessly in adjustable workplace chairs set in entrance of extensive LCD displays that present practically the one gentle within the room.  The avid gamers discuss into headsets, ordering teammates close to and much to assault a standard enemy. However there are occasions when their foes have the benefit, and the Gigabits avid gamers retreat into defensive modes, shouting obscenities as they battle for his or her lives. 

  Someplace on the market, presumably in a close-by condo or abroad, sits an opposing participant intent on making Rippey’s statement about dying come true for these avid gamers. —Mike Boslet    

Gigsbits LAN Middle is at 12243 College Blvd., Orlando, and is open midday to 4 a.m. Sunday-Thursday and midday to six a.m. Friday and Saturday. 407-281-0020; gigabitslan.com 

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