Feed the Herd Theatre Company

born in a back alley gutter, drunk on the lower east side where there are, in fact, no back alleys, but small theaters that at the time more resembled basements anyway, feed the herd was dropped, homeless and penniless into a vegetable crate at the little bodega that used to sit on allen and stanton where it was mostly ignored until a handful of hungry postgrads found it performing indiscernible experimental commedia plays from the 16th century.
it quickly became a horrible beast hellbent on taking over it's membership and eventually small eurotrash hostels throughout the midwest that were, sadly, destined to go bankrupt. As it's body headed west and dissipated south, it's ungainly production format took a sickening turn for the worse. like a god that needed to be worshipped, the herd went into hibernation.
soon it wakes. be prepared. it bites when you tickle it. and smells oddly of irish whiskey.

Check our our reel:
Soundtrack courtesy of Mike "donk" Weiss from the song "Free Light"
Feed the Herd

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