the D.C. critics loved it... Although nothing much actually happens in "Glory Days" -- the musical takes place in real time on the edge of a field that none of them ever was good enough to play on -- one is left with the somewhat contradictory feeling that nothing passes too quickly. Or, rather, Blaemire and Gardiner, in the effort to keep the production at a finger-snapping pace, end up placing too much emphasis on getting through a number, and then on to the next.
The result is that some of the vital things they're seeking to dramatize about these young men and the times in which they live never have the chance to sink in. In particular, the central character, Booth's Will, is asked in the production's final stages to make an unconvincing psychological pivot. He's required to absorb quite a lot of disorienting information and -- because it's time for his climactic song -- come to terms with his own evolving place in the world. Will needs more than a few bars of music to consider this, and we need more for the thought process to make sense.
(Washington Post)
Overall, however, less than half of Blamiere’s songs have melodies that really hook the listener; the remainder are somewhat nondescript boy band fare, serviceable and often fun, but not memorable.
(DC Theatre Scene)
unfortunately the plot line is weak for a musical being unveiled on Signature's mainstage.
(Curtain Up)
Schaeffer helped the duo develop their show, but he did not smooth away the rough edges of the music or refine the story to theatrical glibness. Indeed, some of the early songs are so crammed with exposition that the performers have to spit out words like bullets
(TheatreMania)
You wish you could say that about the other three characters, who seem either unformed or riddled with cliches. You never quite understand why Andy is so furious — maybe he's just too dumb to comprehend alternate lifestyles — and his constant bragging about babes, brawn and frat house antics make him come off as a complete jerk. Skip barely registers — the most interesting thing about him is his new haircut. Will's first forays into becoming a writer are so stereotypical and heavy-handed that he seems more like a best-friend stalker than a budding Holden Caulfield.
(Washington Times)
The lights, meanwhile, work with the vaguely pop-rocky arrangements to add punch in the final bars of songs whose melodies don’t supply much on their own.
But the characters feel both bland and stock—there’s the literary-minded narrator, the inarticulate jock, the military brat who’s put his JROTC days behind him and started growing his hair. Oh, and there’s the guy who has no discernible previous identity but who comes out of the closet a third of the way through the show so the evening will have a focus. If the song that encapsulates his big surprise is pretty enough, the revelation, like the tension the show tries to build around it, feels distinctly ho-hum.
(Washington City Paper)
Falling shorter is Gardiner's book. While certainly graced with elements of humor and wonderful dialogue, there is a predictability to the plot. The writer's ability is evident but overshadowed by a familiar storyline.
There are also issues with James Kronzer's set. It's certainly not that the eight-time Helen Hayes award winner has lost his touch, it's that his wonderful design seems to physically overwhelm Signature's performance space. Left with little room to maneuver, the cast's movements often feel restricted and repetitive.
(Metro Weekly)
Glory Days, the musical receiving its world premiere at Signature Theatre in Arlington, Virginia, is a noble effort with a lot of good qualities, but on the whole it's not quite ready for a full production.
(Talkin Broadway)
While the project doesn't rival the literary or musical heights reached by the Signature season's more celebrated contributors, its modest goals and endearing touches work nicely.
(Variety)
How can ANY of these quotes be pulled from reviews that LOVED the show?
PEACE.