reminded that I am possessed of an urge to see Maria Dahvana Headley's translation of Beowulf actually performed as a storytelling series
crucially:
in a bar
billed as a one-man show
and the dude performing it wears a snapback and changes the position of it on his head when he's doing different characters
and the rest of the players are plants in the crowd calling out or cheering when something badass happens
imagine: a Complete Bro, the stereotype of Young Dude, performing Beowulf like he's telling his buds about this fucked up thing he heard from another bud, and also he's perfectly pronouncing Heorot and Ecgtheow. I'm giddy just thinking about it.
... I want this so much.
HWΓT'S UP, Y'ALL!

























