scoundrels and true batchelors (draft)

we start with a song, something like full disclosure or strange light from fugazis the argument.

through strobe lights we can vaguely see someone performing fellatio on someone else. flashes of skulls, devil symbols, the sound of rain and thunder, more doom music, the usual mallarky, someone getting fucked up against a wall... etc... etc...

everyone in this play is disfigured in some way. it imagines the dating game in a post apocalyptic landscape. people are dying slowly. they are homeless, vagabonds and ,predominantly, single.

looking for love in all the wrong places? no fine girls just ugly faces? get used to it.

it imagines a world where everything is lost. what remains is the simple blood lust or sexual drive, and the desire for some semblance of society and structure. so these kids set up a dating game, not necessarily an agency but a regular dating cycle.

we see them in various scenarios, but it must never be let on that the world has come to an end.

this is rustic theater at its best. it could be construed as either an imagined future or an almost forgotten past.

a dating agency at the end of the world as we know it?