Ding dong merrily on high! The murder bells are ringing!
I saw three bodies come sailing in— at Christmas time! At Christmas time!
Deck the halls with bowels and bodies— fa-la-la-la-la! La-la-la-la!!!
It’s that time of year when the murder mysteries start, it’s that time, I fear, when we say “Deadly Christmas!” And nobody does death better than Do or Die Productions! Revealing a brand-spanking new murder mystery for the 2017 Christmas season,
Tis the season to be inclined toward mischief and mayhem. Even if Halloween itself be over, and November freshly fallen upon us, who among us is really ready for that other holiday— the one with the elves and the singing and the snow? Settle back into the autumnal enchantments of a Baltimore classic, Poe’s Last Stanza, a yearly running and returning tradition produced by Do or Die Productions and hosted at their resident venue,
All the world seems in tune, on a spring afternoon— when we’re poisoning pigeons in the park! Only, we’re not poisoning pigeons so much as boring humans to death. And not the yawn and snooze type of bore— but the bloody, gut-stabbing sort of bore, like you a might with a tree-borer. The sun is shining bright and everything seems all right as Do or Die Mysteries presents Murder in the Park,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly! Fa-la-la-la-la! La-la-la-BLOOD??? What? At Christmas time? How terrifying! Tis the season to be donning the gay apparel and making merry…or making murder? That’s exactly what Do or Die Mysteries is cooking up this Christmas! When things at the North Pole start to go south during the Annual Elf-preciation Celebration, it suddenly seems like the fat man isn’t so popular. But no one could possibly be bold enough to murder Santa Claus,
Hey, man! Time to get on the same wavelength with counter-culture, man! Wake up, millennials! It’s time to photobomb the picture of tomorrow with a wicked flashback from the past, man! It’s time to expand your mind, man, and do it the right way! With kitchen counter culture and a selfie, man! And Do or Die Mysteries has it all— if you’re just prepared to Tune In, Turn On…and Drop Dead! Written and Directed by Ceej Crowe,
Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.” It is, of course, October in Charm City and thereabouts, which can only mean that it is time once more for the dark and dreary Edgar Allan Poe to revisit his beloved Baltimore. Returning to the Sunset Restaurant and Lounge in Glen Burnie with Do or Die Mysteries, Poe’s Last Stanza written by Ceej Crowe takes up roost in the front dining room for Monday evenings in the month of spooks and spirits,
Come on, babe, why don’t we paint the town? Paint it red with the blood o’ the Irish, that is. Or perhaps you are more inclined to let those Italians marinate in their own-a special ragout? Whichever side of this roaring 1920’s mafia feud you’re on, you’re in for a deviously delightful good time as Do or Die Mysteries presents their September show, One of the Gang. Appearing in the dining room of The Sunset Restaurant and Lounge on select Monday evenings throughout the month,
Shot through the heart and you’re to blame! Well, not exactly, at least the shot through the heart part— but you could be to blame at Do or Die Productions’ latest whodunit incident, Murder Rocks, appearing now at The Sunset Restaurant for the month of August. In true DoDP fashion the show, written by Ceej Crowe, is ripe with wild parody humor, a few puns, and a great evening of comic audience-interactive murder mystery!
Laissez les bon temps roulet! Mardi Gras is in full swing down in the happening French Quarter of N’Orleans. But don’t you worry, child, if you can’t make the trip down to Louisiana Do or Die Mysteries are bringing a bit of the bayou up to you with their scandalously savory production of The Mystery Krewe for Shrove Tuesday! Featuring an original script written by the company’s Artistic and Managing Director Ceej Crowe,
Jingle bells! Elf feet smell! Santa’s lost his mind! The North Pole’s stuck in a mighty rut and there’s murder close behind! When Mrs. Jingle Claus up and died a decade ago, the elves of the North Pole never thought it would lead to a befuddled and depressed Santa signing away the rights to a greedy corporation whose sole interest was profitizing toy production in the happiest place on earth. With Christmas just days away and a hostile takeover eminent,