I miss Mary Cyn more than I see her, which is through no fault of her own, and I think I say that every time I post a picture of her - which I also do less than I'd like.
She's a regular performer at the Original Cyn Burlesque, which takes place every second Monday at the Lucky 13 Saloon in Park Slope. I'm not as accustomed to Monday night adventures as I once was, I guess, and so this is the first time I've actually made it out for the show.
One thing that puzzles visitors to the Yapple - we share this with Paris - is the way fun things happen in tiny little spaces, which is a feature of living on an island (you can't just make the city bigger, you understand. What you see is what we've got). Original Cyn is in that vein; there's a dancing pole mounted on one corner of the bar, and a stage that might fit three in rush hour.
That doesn't stop the awesome from rolling out on schedule. Tonight there is a visiting dancer from Berlin who starts out as a bearded monk and ends up wrapped in packing tape and covered in milk; a number drawn from Silence of the Lambs, which ends up with a lot of lotion all over the stage, the floor, and the patrons; some sword swallowing and inserting of live electric drills into the nostrils; and, of course, Miss Mary Cyn, who is dancing here to Sweet Child O' Mine.