Here's the plot. Spoilers for people who care about that thing, although since this show has been closed nearly four years and didn't yield a cast recording, it's really beside the point:
A disparate group of New Yorkers find themselves on a stalled subway train. A conductor (Hunter Foster) appears and informs them all that they have died, and that they must now choose one moment--the happiest moment in their lives--in which to spend eternity. One by one, each person stands and sings a song recounting said moment. After each song, the subway doors open and that person walks off into eternity. One person (Jenny Powers) tries to pass a fake moment off as real, but it doesn't work, and it is revealed that her whole life was an elaborate fantasy that she'd convinced herself was real. The conductor tells her that if she doesn't choose a moment, she will end up with the same fate as him: sheparding other, happier people into their perfect afterlives. Finally, she chooses a moment and the doors open. The musical (which was a 90 minute one act) ends with Foster preparing to welcome the next crowd of "passengers" onto the train.
The show itself was a crushing bore full of dull songs you forgot the moment you left the theatre. Lots of talent wasted on weak material. The Jenny Powers storyline was the best and most well-developed, but it was a
long ninety minutes.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body