Guys, I absolutely loved this. Part of it is probably because I too was a closeted queer kid in the early aughts who loved musical theatre, especially Wicked, and watched covers and homages and bootlegs religiously on Youtube.

The structure of this script is masterfully-balanced. Lecture-style commentary from an archivist mining his own personal history, analyzing the artistic choices in his own work. A scared boy recalling his formative years in the closet. All of this is layered with metaphor that has a gentle subtlety, pulling all of these disparate pieces together into something that feels both multifaceted and cohesive. Several tears were squeezed out of me by the end.

And it all fits in a trim 35 minutes!!

I hope this show can attract some larger audiences soon. They’ve done some lovely work here, especially in the writing. Quite a showing for this artist’s first Fringe.