Marat/Sade is Soup Can Theatre's adaptation of Peter Weiss' drama-musical (full title: The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade). It's delightfully wicked.

If that's not a strange enough concept for a play, envision director Sarah Thorpe's take on it. She has changed the setting to McGill University's psychiatry department circa 1957, where Dr. Donald Ewen Cameron -- the first chairman of the World Psychiatric Association -- conducted psychologically torturous experiments on un-consenting patients.

Is Weird Al Yankovic still relevant? The hundreds who packed in at Massey Hall on Saturday night seem to think so.

I must confess, I used to love Weird Al when I was a nerdy teen. That was back in the day, when Eat It was playing in heavy rotation on Toronto Rocks. Now in the age of YouTube, Weird Al has found a global audience, his videos racking up millions of internet views. But does his live show cut it?

Daniel Lanois rocks my world. Lanois — renowned for producing some of the best work of U2, Peter Gabriel, Neil Young and Bob Dylan — brought his Black Dub project to life on stage at The Opera House last night.

Call it the Twitter of theatre. At the inspiraTO 10-minute play festival, there's precious little time to create memorable characters and leave an impression.

In its sixth annual incarnation, the inspiraTO festival shows some maturity, exploring themes of virginity, divorce, death, redemption, secrecy and desperation. There are two groupings of eight 10-minute plays themed loosely around sound. I attended the "redSound: sounds that disturb or awaken" program. The other set, "blueSound: Sounds that float or drift," is shown on alternating performances.

Try being a hotdog vendor at Nathan Phillips Square for a year and you'll likely meet some of the weird and wacky characters that weave in and out of Window on Toronto.

There's the Korean newcomer who wants to be your new best friend. Your heartbroken buddy Sean begs you to get your sister to call him back. A flirty girl in braids keeps returning for a side of sauerkraut. An old lady with Alzheimer's keeps telling you what was here 50 years ago. People constantly drop things off or leave them behind: a guitar, a script, a violin, a baby? Then a former LavaLife lover drops by to become your new stalker.

Such is the story told by half a dozen or so actors, easily playing a dozen parts each, in this fast-paced Soulpepper production that is as much a documentary of modern-day Toronto as it is a piece of brilliant theatre.

Rammstein brought the fire to the Air Canada Centre last night — literally. In fact, I think one of my contact lenses got singed. Lead singer Till Lindemann commanded the crowd throughout the 100-minute theatrical performance last night. This German band know how to put on a show.

Since 99 percent of the North American audience isn't likely to understand the lyrics -- mostly sung in German -- Rammstein relies heavily on theatrics, including pyrotechnics galore.