Last night Brian and I went to see Mortified at King King in Hollywood. We were a little tired driving out. I basically had to drag Brian to it. But once it started we were so glad we went.
So the deal is that people get up on stage and read from their middle school or high school journals/diaries/poems/songs, etc. I think one of the requirements is that it has to be funny. Dude, it was so awesome. The whole time I was thinking of the hilarious, pathetic crap I wrote when I was a teenager. It's embarrasing just to think about, much less get on stage and share it.
There was a guy who wrote letters to Mr. Belvedere for two years during Jr. High. A girl who wrote a "mystery" novel when she was 12. (The novel was pretty much about her stalking John Taylor, a character based on JTT...yes, that JTT.) A rich, Malibu kid who turned Rasta and thought of himself as a prophet. A girl who was in love with her AP English teacher...
The next LA Mortified is on November 13 at King King. I highly recommend you attend.
You can see video clips on myspace