Imagine paying just $5 to just see a performance that would blow the tent off whatever $40 and over circus you last went to. That’s what I did last Friday at the Coney Island Circus Sideshow – which, personally, I think should be called the “Coney Island Freakshow,” because the performers unabashedly embraced their “freakiness”. Though, be warned: many times I thought an iron was going to bash in my head or my tongue would light on fire.
By now, you’re probably wondering what the hell happened. Let me explain.