Flatulence Hits Off-Broadway In A Big Way

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You've already seen shit on Broadway, but now you can go Off-Broadway for some far more lovely farting.

And it's done artistically, even more so than in the gay porn film Farts!, which I wrote about last year after having eaten Mexican.

You see, The Fartiste, a musical comedy that won an award at the Fringe Festival several years ago, will open at Sofia's Downstairs (221 West 46th Street), with previews starting October 13.

It's based on the true story of Joseph Pujol, "whose musical derriere propelled him to being the highest-paid performer at the Moulin Rouge in the 1890s."

And when they say propelled, they really mean it.

His talent shot him butt first to center stage, as people simultaneously cheered and ducked.

I guess he put the "can" back in "cancan."

Anyway, check it out. Don't be an old fart. It's a gas. Two thumbs up -- the nose.

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I saw it when it was at the Fringe. Believe it or not, it's actually quite good.


Folks, I saw this at the Fringe Fest in 2006 and had gone very reluctantly when I heard what the subject was. But the score is terrific, probably better than many scores in big Broadway musicals and the book was funny yet tasteful, in spite of the subject matter. Go see this at Sofia's at the Edison Hotel and you'll have a great time.


My cat's own farts sound better than Cats. Incidentally, that (the writing, not the musical) must have set a world record for punning without stinking up. Impressive.