the vacancy of shadows

a cartoon character dances upon the stage wearing the skin of some unlucky animal. upon his head there is a crown and it is made from neglected promises and bits of food taken from a garbage dumpster. dance, the audience shouts, dance and you will find yourself in the movements which you have procured from your interaction with the ground beneath your feet.
above all of this swirling animation, the clouds have become inverted and ominous, laying low and spraying rain upwards, toward heaven.
the orchestra, seated below, in a pit that has been strewn with chewed upon apples and pages torn from the score of the tales of hoffman, reacts by throwing their instruments into the air, catching them and then taking them backstage to a small fountain to be washed clean of sin or any other sort of questionable experience.
the lighting is bright and unrelenting. all of the shadows have crisp edges which will later be described by critics as being dylanesque.