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Posted: 6/12/12 at 11:33pm
Wow. I went in expecting nothing as I thought the premise sounded problematic, but this piece was basically brilliant. I don't know who Gabriel Kahane is or where he came from, but I pray he doesn't go away anytime soon. Beautiful, beautiful music and some of best lyrics in years; George Davis sings about being "weak for antique teak" early on and I knew I was in love. I actually wish I had a legal pad with me so I could write down all the wonderful rhymes as they came fast and furious. Please release a lyric book with the recording!
Kahane is also credited with the orchestrations, which were superb. They were of the quality of Once, Queen of the Mist and The Wild Party.
Likewise Seth Bockley has written a first-rate book. I don't know how he fashioned such a coherent story out of this premise, and more importantly he made everyone a character and not just an historical figure. Without his deft structuring this could have been a pretty-sounding mess.
And then there's the cast. Each of them seemed to be giving both a star performance and acting as an unselfish member of a well-oiled ensemble.
Stanley Bahorek and Ken Barnett as Benjamin Britten and Peter Pears were delightful and often hysterical. Their act two opener about bed bugs was a riot.
Kacie Sheik kills her one big number as Gypsy Rose Lee. She doesn't entire the show until the end of act one, but when she does it's with a crack of dynamite.
Erik Lochtefeld (Auden) brings his young "husband" (AJ Shively) to February House and pulls off what is probably the most difficult role. Stephanie Hayes shows up as Erika Mann and does well with her smaller part.
The highest honors must go to Julian Fleisher as George Davis and Kristen Sieh as Carson McCullers. The latter in particular is so brilliant I couldn't stand it. She sings a song about Coney Island accompanied solely by a banjo and it's fantastic.
Ok, so I realize this is only playing the rest of this week, and I'm kicking myself for not seeing it sooner to have time to go back, but I urge anyone who hasn't seen it to clear your calendar and see if there are still tickets available. It's pretty damn special and I'm assuming will not transfer to a commercial run. This is the kind of night that reminds me why I keep going to theater.
Kahane is also credited with the orchestrations, which were superb. They were of the quality of Once, Queen of the Mist and The Wild Party.
Likewise Seth Bockley has written a first-rate book. I don't know how he fashioned such a coherent story out of this premise, and more importantly he made everyone a character and not just an historical figure. Without his deft structuring this could have been a pretty-sounding mess.
And then there's the cast. Each of them seemed to be giving both a star performance and acting as an unselfish member of a well-oiled ensemble.
Stanley Bahorek and Ken Barnett as Benjamin Britten and Peter Pears were delightful and often hysterical. Their act two opener about bed bugs was a riot.
Kacie Sheik kills her one big number as Gypsy Rose Lee. She doesn't entire the show until the end of act one, but when she does it's with a crack of dynamite.
Erik Lochtefeld (Auden) brings his young "husband" (AJ Shively) to February House and pulls off what is probably the most difficult role. Stephanie Hayes shows up as Erika Mann and does well with her smaller part.
The highest honors must go to Julian Fleisher as George Davis and Kristen Sieh as Carson McCullers. The latter in particular is so brilliant I couldn't stand it. She sings a song about Coney Island accompanied solely by a banjo and it's fantastic.
Ok, so I realize this is only playing the rest of this week, and I'm kicking myself for not seeing it sooner to have time to go back, but I urge anyone who hasn't seen it to clear your calendar and see if there are still tickets available. It's pretty damn special and I'm assuming will not transfer to a commercial run. This is the kind of night that reminds me why I keep going to theater.
Marie: Don't be in such a hurry about that pretty little chippy in Frisco.
Tony: Eh, she's a no chip!