Man About Town: Lucha VaVoom draws this man out of the house

Chris Erskine goes from Man of the House to Man About Town with a visit to Lucha VaVoom at the Mayan Theater.

Lucha VaVoom

Lucha VaVoom has Mexican wrestlers, burlesque and comedy. And it flies at you fast. (David McNew / Getty Images)

First of all, it's very loud. Loud enough to trigger menopause in mice. And the audience has this look, the same facial cha-cha you see in the third period of epic hockey games, when the fans' eyes start to suds up from too much beer.

In this case, it's too much of everything — frilly burlesque, caffeinated comedians, masked wrestlers pinwheeling into the crowd.

"Twisted serendipity" is how one performer describes Lucha VaVoom, an L.A. revue that has to be seen to be disbelieved. "Gloriously unhinged," brags an ad.

Don't want to lose you, so I owe you a sounder explanation of what Lucha VaVoom is, assuming there is one. Well, Lucha VaVoom is traditional Mexican pro wrestling coupled with dance performances in a two-hour show hosted by comedians.

Yet it's more abstract than that — whimsical and subversive. To this day, I don't know if it belongs in a club or a padded cell.

The series of skits and wrestling bouts features slightly plump men in leotards and the saucy women who stalk them.

The dancers, meanwhile, are like Venn diagrams of what saloon girls used to look like. No, wait, that girl's a dude.

I can see why this show has begun drawing young couples from Pasadena or Mar Vista looking for something more adventurous than the latest Jennifer Aniston dud.

Emcee: Lucha?

Audience: VaVoom!

Emcee: Lucha?

Audience: VaVoom!!!

Welcome to my new life. My boss has expanded my sphere of nonsense from the home front to just about anything that catches my eye.

So, I'm off in search of new adventures, which brings us downtown. Many of us go downtown only for jury duty — always a joy. But there are other worthy places to noodle around as well.

There's the earthy Grand Central Market or fishy Little Tokyo. In the Arts District, there's one of the best sausage joints of all time, Wurstküche. Down the block, a new Cäjün pläce.

And tonight — near Staples — I'm here at the Mayan Theater with my buddy T-Bone (probably not his real name). See, deep down I'm really very shallow.

Emcee: Lucha?

Audience: VaVooooooooooooooooooom!!!

If you haven't heard of it, Lucha VaVoom stages a half-dozen L.A. shows each year. Developed 10 years ago by Liz Fairbairn and Rita D'Albert, its hybrid of lucha libre and campy humor is now spreading to Chicago and maybe even Vegas.

"I thought I'd be a millionaire by now," confesses D'Albert, given the way sold-out audiences respond.