Best Readers Poll 2009

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“J. Cannibal, the ‘King of Horror Burlesque.’”

—Boston’s Weekly Dig


“J. Cannibal’s Feast of Flesh, led by real-life undertaker and zombie lover J. Cannibal, is a celebration of all things terrifying.”

—The Improper Bostonian


Think Rocky Horror Picture Show with less androgyny and more anthropophagy.”

—The Onion


“[J.Cannibal] is the sort of guy people brag about knowing. After all, he sounds like an exotic, epic character: poet, undertaker, horror-burlesque king, small-press publisher, show promoter, fake-blood engineer.”

—The Boston Phoenix

Resurrectionist. Blood Magician. Master of Disguises.

What happens when you take an undertaker with a Master’s degree in poetry, put him on stage in a room full of horror fanatics and surround him with a bevy of beautiful women? You’re looking at it.

Mr. Cannibal whet his appetite for public displays of resurrection when he joined the horror-themed burlesque troupe, Black Cat Burlesque. Dedicated to putting the BUMP back into the night, Black Cat Burlesque has been raising pulses, the dead and whole lot of hell since 2003. As the bad seeds of Boston Burlesque, this scream team mines the depths of their twisted psyches—blending striptease thrills and spookshow chills to push the boundaries of the art form and explore the dark, cobwebbed corners of neo-cabaret!

As Black Cat Burlesque’s reputation began to grow and their gigs became numerous and epic, Mr. Cannibal found himself acting from time-to-time as Master of Ceremonies and even began announcing for the all-female lucha inspired wrestling league, La Gata Negra. Soon he developed his own little following of vixens and voyeurs.

Thrust into the spotlight and drunk on power, Mr. Cannibal teamed up with local publishing & production company Black Ocean to form an unholy alliance that has been terrorizing and tantalizing audiences ever since with the infamously popular night, “J. Cannibal’s Feast of Flesh.”

Now J. Cannibal is on the hunt for as many bodies as he can find to join his dark army of fetishists, freaks and fanatics!

Put down your remote . . . put on your boots . . . and join us!