Whether Barack’s sipping an acai smoothie or liquid cocaine no longer entices; a one-man, off-Broadway show titled Sex, Drugs, Clinton and Me, now that’s my politico tabloid fodder. Recapping a heroin addict’s road from stealing toothpaste from the CVS at 1st & 14th to event planning in the Clinton White House, Mike Evans’s story is far more salacious than Eliot Spitzer’s prostitutes—and as gritty as it is—considerably less creepy.
Plus, in classic, small world New York style, Evans is my Brooklyn neighbor who brings his ketchup bottle with him to sit spread eagle in the sidewalk sun. Having found his director, Kimothy, by tapping the shoulder of the guy reading a script on the subway, he’s also a testament to the everyman mantra: when it comes to dream fulfillment, the L train (nearly always) trumps the Oval Office.
When: Monday, June 23 & Monday, June 30
Where: Theater 3, 311 West 43rd Street
Info & Tickets: www.sexdrugsclintonandme.com