In fact, she was without her head. In the guise of Anne Boleyn, Silver, in her inimitable style, recited and sang the wistful tale of King Henry's ghost of an ex-wife, doomed to wander the Earth, head in hand. Then, quick as a wink, diminutive Silver popped up from behind a table to lead us in a Cat Happening. She zeros in on a subject like a smart bomb, completely annihilating her target with surgical precision. Puppets, props and Silver's husky throated delivery keep an audience in either slack jawed disbelief or side splitting laughter.
Silver is a royal treasure.
Next up were four pieces from a newly formed group, The Puppet Lodge. Eric Englehard's short piece, Redstone, gave him an opportunity to show off his Bunraku style puppets. Corpsey's Carnival by Matt Brooks is a quirky piece featuring a skeleton, a vulture, a maggot and a half eaten corpse. The black humor felt a bit strained or maybe it was the lateness of the evening. From Harry James to William Shatner, all in one night.