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"The Broads' Way," written and directed the one and only Ginger Minj herself, is a frolicsome foray through well-known Broadway musicals, from “Hamilton” to “The Sound of Music” (yes, you read that right: what does a drag queen do about Maria?!). In fact, the first piece was Gidget Galore singing the title song before segueing into a side-splitting lampoon of "The Lonely Goatherd." 

But I’m getting ahead of myself here. Let me introduce the show and the showgirlz first. Ginger Minj is perhaps best known (first known, any road) as a finalist on Season 7 of RuPaul’s Drag Race, leading to appearances and engagements on both the little and the big screens. Gidget Galore got his start backstage, costuming shows and events in Central Florida. He’s been on the wardrobe team for Donna Summer, Diana DeGarmo, The Jacksons and, of course, Ginger Minj. In "The Broads' Way," Gidget abandoned his Singer to bedeck the stage with his own singin’ self. He was, naturally, responsible for the costumes in "The Broads' Way," and they were splendiferous! not to mention marvelously adapted to rapid – oftimes onstage – changes.

In the crew, Michael Burlow was Maestro Michael and Stage Manager, which must keep him mightily busy. Bob Silton was Production Manager; he has numerous Chicago theatre credits and has designed several restaurants along Chicago’s North Shore. Cee-Jay Russell, Producer and Tour Manager, keeps the company on course with his signature phrase “we will figure it out, we always do”. David Charpentier and Jacob Slane were also Producers.

Ginger and Gidget began the show with a rollicking introduction, laden with waggish double entendre, insinuation, amphiboly and equivoque. Ginger lamented, “One musician I auditioned said he couldn’t fit his organ into this tiny box”. Ginger then schooled us in “How to Be a Good Audience”, then frequently soliciting our participation all through the show. The audience was very much an auxiliary cast member in "The Broads' Way," and the gaiety [sic] of Saturday’s frolicsome fans made the show trebly enjoyable. Now don’t get me wrong – Ginger and Gidget are professionals and could have put on a good show for a house full of evangelical Republicans. But having a hundred people crooning along (obviously a showtune-savvy set) and roaring their approval at every turn – well, that’ll wring the best performance out of anyone.

Their sole musician abandoned his piano early in the show: (“It’s time for my Union break”), and none of Ginger & Gidget’s abject solicitations (the non-criminal type, mind) could restore their penis … oops, pianist. But Gidget’s Glamazon order arrived just in time: a Smart Speaker named Dyslexa. Once they learned how to properly operate the contrivance (Dyslexa does the opposite of whatever you command), the music was perfect – as should be, having been mixed by Ginger herself.

I’m not going to list all the songs they parodied (senior confession: I don’t remember them all!) but a couple stuck with me. Ginger’s performance of “As If We Never Said Goodbye” was brilliant, with the delicious final lagniappe, “I’m ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille.” At the other end of the spectrum Gidget was hilarious in her droll burlesque of “The Lonely Goatherd”. Both are multi-talented, with rich, flexible voices, lavish acting talent, and the aptitude to appear daffy that’s so crucial to successful improv. They worked wonderfully together, performing the whimsical duet “Anything You Can Do”, with ribald absurdity.

Venus Cabaret was the perfect venue for "The Broads' Way". True, it was small, but its informal seating (it’s a cabaret, hello) and bar provided the relaxed, convivial atmosphere that’s picture-perfect for camp.

I have but one criticism: I was really hoping that Ginger’s brand new cookbook cum [ha!] memoir, Southern-Fried Sass, would be available to purchase – at the bar, say? I’d so much rather give the profit directly to Ginger than to Glamazon! [Though if you are, like me, an online shopper, they have it in stock at Semicolon, Chicago’s first black-woman-owned bookstore.]
But for unlettered entertainment you can’t beat "The Broads' Way," with Ginger Minj and Gidget Galore! Highly recommended.

"The Broads' Way" is playing in extended engagement through February 4 at Mercury Theatre’s Venus Cabaret.

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This December 16th and 17th, immerse yourself in the joyous spirit of the season with "A Christmas Cabaret - Thee Ricky Harris Way" at the Mercury Theater. Thee Ricky Harris is not only an accomplished musical theater professional but also the host of the online series “Places”.  This delightful evening promises a unique take on your favorite Christmas songs, delivered with Thee Ricky Harris' signature flair and charisma.

Expect a heartwarming blend of holiday classics and soulful interpretations, sure to get you swaying and singing along. The intimate setting of the Venus Cabaret Theater ensures an unforgettable experience filled with warmth, laughter, and festive cheer.

Whether you're looking for a romantic date night or a fun outing with friends, "A Christmas Cabaret" is the perfect way to escape the winter chill and embrace the magic of the holidays. Don't miss out on this heartwarming celebration that will leave you feeling merry and bright!

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED

When: Through Oct. 15

Where: Mercury Theater at The Venus Cabaret Theater 3745 N. Southport Avenue Chicago

Tickets: $25

Info:  (773)360-7365

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“Young Frankenstein,” a live stage musical version of Mel Brooks hysterical 1974 comedy film, is an absolute hoot in its new production at Chicago’s intimate Mercury Theatre on Southport.

WIth priceless comic bits, great costumes, dancing, and singing that is notably excellent, “Young Frankenstein” is underpinned by a bullet-proof script adapted from the movie, which in my estimation is Mel Brooks’ funniest.

If you haven’t seen the film, then you will especially be in stitches in this spin-off of the classic 19th century Mary Shelley tale Frankenstein’s monster, a cadaver brought to life with disastrous consequences. Mel Brook’s version brings us the American grandson of Dr. Frankenstein (Sean Fortunato)—also a medical doctor—who travels to Transylvania on inheriting the castle and infamous laboratory that generated the original monster.

This musical at the Mercury (like Brooks’ film) spoofs the three 1930s Frankenstein films, with their overheated melodrama and exaggerated horror.

“Young Frankenstein” happens to be the Chicago premiere of a 2017 London version, revised from the Broadway musical of 2007. The recount of so many hilarious moments from the film are extended by the music and dance. The score is a satisfying pastiche of some classic showtunes. “There Is Nothing Like a Brain” for example, samples South Pacific's “There Is Nothing Like a Dame” In parts, with other musical motifs patched in too.

What is most astounding, though, is how good the singing, dancing, and musical performances are at this Mercury Theater production. Soprano Isabella Andrews, who plays Dr. Frankenstein’s voluptuous lab assistant Inga, brings an operetta-worthy voice; and likewise mezzo-soprano Lillian Castillo, who plays Dr. Frankenstein’s uptight fiance Elizabeth. And still they are as funny as all get out.

Also notable: bass-baritone Jonah D. Winston as Inspector Kemp, a Strangelovian character with a wooden arm, and leg, and flawless comic timing. (Winston’s 2021 performance was galvanizing in Theater Wit’s Mr. Burns.) Even the Monster (Andrew McNaughton), limited to howls and moans when faced with fire, turns out to have a remarkable voice, in a show-stopping number at the end.

Particularly entertaining are the roles of the housekeeper, Frau Blucher (Mary Robin Roth), and the hunchbacked Igor (Ryan Stajmiger), garnering incredible laughter with their many signature punchlines and bits. Even the wigs (Keith Ryan) deserve a nod. After all, the Bride of Frankenstein wig transformation for Elizabeth, following her tryst with the Monster, is a key visual punchline.

One tiny quibble: the special effects for The Monster’s lab transformation could use a bit more lightning bolts and smoke. Running through December 31, “Young Frankenstein” at Chicago’s Mercury Theater, 3745 N. Southport is a must-see event. But be warned: once may not be enough!

Published in Theatre in Review
Saturday, 29 April 2023 16:51

A Journey Down Mercury Theater’s 'Big River'

Ever since my folks saw the Tony-winning production of Big River on Broadway when I was little and brought home the soundtrack on vinyl, the Roger Miller-penned musical has been my favorite. It not only acted as a gateway for young me to become a fan of Broadway, but it also introduced me at an early age to Miller’s and others’ classic songwriting, and to the story of Huckleberry Finn that I’d then revisit so many times in classrooms and libraries and pop culture. So, I’m always excited when there’s a production of the show, all these years later.

I was especially excited when, a few months back, I learned of Big River’s current production—now through June 11—at Mercury Theater, who have become one of my favorite companies in the past couple years, for their talent, for their show selection, and for the joy and heart that go into each of those shows. This production, by Mercury’s Artistic Director Christopher Chase Carter, did not disappoint.

The theater itself is always charming—a turn-of-the-century silent movie house ready to transport you someplace else. The set, 19th-century Missouri on the banks of the Mississippi, by Jacqueline and Richard Penrod, completed the time travel. And as the show began, so did the narrators—Marcus Jackson (as charming as he was last year in Mercury’s Priscilla) as Mark Twain and newcomer Eric Amundson as Huck. The setting, Marquecia Jordan’s costumes, and the grounding that this is, in fact, an old-timey story do nothing to take away from said story’s timelessness or its lessons for today.

Quick note on Huck Finn’s datedness—one choice for any production of Big River is whether or not to incorporate Twain’s original language. This production does so, which was initially shocking. But, not to speak for the director’s intent, I think that was the point.

Amundson is a strong lead—his vocals stronger than many Hucks I’ve heard, especially on “Waitin’ for the Light to Shine”—and a charismatic Finn, boyish but in command of the stage. He harmonizes beautifully with Twain’s and Big River’s other protagonist…and as any great production of this show needs, it’s his friend Jim who’s the real star.

That star here is Curtis Bannister. Bannister truly takes command of the stage—most of the time on the raft the two share, or on various river islands along their journey—with his presence, but also with his voice. The orchestra, conducted by Marques Stewart, slows the tempo of the show’s songs just a touch, making them slightly more soulful and less showtuney than Miller’s original. This plays into Bannister’s singing strengths, letting him investigate and investigate each song’s melody.

And what songs they are— “Muddy Water,” “River in the Rain,” and “Worlds Apart” are duets he shares with Amundson where their voices seamlessly mix, while Jim’s “Free at Last” beautifully ends the show, accompanied by members of the ensemble playing those still enslaved, still seeking freedom.

Perhaps the vocal highlight of this show is by ensemble member Isis Elizabeth, who turns the schoolmarmish hymn “How Blest We Are” into funereal gospel. Perhaps the most timeless of the songs here is “Guv’ment,” a screed against everything that wouldn’t be out of place in right-wing or reactionary media. Huck’s Pap is played less over-the-top and boisterous, by David Stobbe, than any other Pap I’ve seen. He didn’t play for laughs as much as for sympathy—it worked for me—but he completely went for the laughs as the King, who, accompanied by Gabriel Fries’ Duke, gives the show some levity at its darkest moments, their malaprops and Shakespearean gobbledygook and medicine show shenanigans a lot of fun.

The rest of the ensemble is every bit as great as casts at the Mercury always are. Cynthia Carter—who I’ve long enjoyed in Chicago theater; seriously, if her name is on the playbill I know I’m in for a good show—provides beautiful vocals. McKinley Carter—last seen as Mrs. White in Mercury’s Clue—is a character, as always, as Miss Watson. Amanda Handegan’s Mary Jane brings heartbreak to her songs. Callan Roberts’s Tom Sawyer is the aw-shucks fun and adventure that Twain first explored in that boy’s book. And March Marren brings slapstick and charm to their roles as Jo and the Young Fool. As good an ensemble as you’ll find, which is what I’ve come to expect at the Mercury Theater.

And this production, overall, is what I’ve come to expect at the Mercury Theater—a new like at a classic work, featuring Chicago’s finest talents sharing their voices, their creativity, their joy, and their soul, which they will be doing from now through June 11.

Published in Theatre in Review
Monday, 16 January 2023 13:21

Review: "Golden Gals" at Mercury Theater

As a child of the 80s, I fondly remember sitting up on weeknights and watching tv sitcoms with my folks. Many of them—Murphy Brown, Designing Women, etc.—proved a bit too mature for my (still) juvenile sensibility. But one “old people” show I always loved (and still do) was The Golden Girls. The timeless and ageless foursome of mature ladies—Blanche, Dorothy, Rose, and Sophia—was just as entertaining to little me as Steve Urkl or Alf or Pee-Wee Herman. So I was excited to see what Mercury Theater—just about my favorite Chicago theater of late—would do with these figures from my childhood with their production of The Golden Gals.

The show—written and directed by Ginger Minj—totally harkens those golden icons of 80s television with its rapid-fire one-liners and nonstop off-color humor. Minj also stars as Blanche Devereaux, channeling Rue McClanahan’s sassy Southern sexpot while prancing and pouting through the Miami condominium set designed by Bob Silton.

While Minj provides the sauce and the script, her three roommates resemble their television counterparts even more closely. There were points where I’d close my eyes and hear Divine Grace’s Dorothy and think I was listening to Bea Arthur—Grace’s impersonation was that dead-on. Gidget Galore’s Rose is also eerily close to Betty White’s simple Scandinavian from St. Olaf, MN. And as a child, my favorite of the four was always Sophia, played here by Mr Ms Adrien, who is still my favorite. Jason Richards—last seen at the Mercury in Priscilla—is the ensemble, playing a whole host of characters coming and going from the apartment, and keeps up with the gals throughout.

The show itself is as much fun as a sitcom episode, and more, with Burt Reynolds mustaches, ribald jokes, a fringy Tina Turner dress (and dance routine to match), an 80s aerobics routine that’d make Richard Simmons proud. So, if you long for those beloved TV ladies and their wisecracking antics, check them out in The Golden Gals at Mercury Theater, from now until February 12th.

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One of my earliest memories going to a movie theater is seeing Clue on the big screen. It not only started a lifetime love of Tim Curry, but cemented the Parker Brothers board game as the only board game little me ever wanted to play. And it still remains as a formative moment in my love of a good story told or performed well.

And that is what the Mercury Theater’s current production of Clue did once again. I actually brought my youngest child, about the same age I was when I saw the movie, and I delighted in watching her delight almost as much as I enjoyed the production…because boy, it’s delightful.

Just like Tim Curry in the film version, Mark David Kaplan as Wadsworth the butler steals the show, his expressions and physicality leading us down the fun and thrilling corridors of the mansion he mans. Wadsworth welcomes six guests for an evening of mystery and murder, and each character brings the mayhem.

Jonah D. Winston’s Colonel Mustard is all buffoonish bluster, towering over the cast in both size and sonority. McKinley Carter’s Mrs. White is over the top, as are Nancy Wagner’s Mrs. Peacock and Andrew Jessop’s Professor Plum, caricatures of characters we know as people even if they were once just brightly colored plastic play pieces. Mr. Green, played by Kelvin Roston, Jr., adds a sense of fear, even if I remember how the story ends for him. But both my daughter and I agreed that the most fun character (and the one we fight over being when playing the game) was Miss Scarlet, played with sizzle and swank by Erica Stephan.

Well, Miss Scarlet would be the swankiest and most sizzling person onstage if not for Honey West, most recently seen stealing scenes in the Mercury’s Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. The Chicago cabaret icon shows up throughout Clue, taking part in some of the show’s best slapstick gags.

Just like the time I had all those years ago watching the movie, as well as the hours and hours of fun the board game has given me, the Mercury Theater’s production of Clue—playing now through January 1, 2023—is every bit the hour or two of laughs and thrills and loads of fun that I remember from childhood.

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Arriving at the quaint Mercury Theater—a century-old nickelodeon turned comfy neighborhood cabaret—for Priscilla Queen of the Desert, the excitement of the other theatergoers coming and going, outside near the Music Box Theater and inside the Mercury’s cabaret room sipping their drinks, hinted at the show I was about to see. And what a show…

The Mercury’s cast and crew, led by director and choreographer Christopher Chase Carter, have gone all out in their production of the musical based on Stephan Elliott’s 1994 hit movie. The colorful posters outside, the flashing disco ball cocktail cups one can get filled with the cabaret bar’s signature punch, and the audience’s bright attire only hinted at the lights and dazzle onstage.

From the moment the first actor steps onstage, it’s a spectacle. Costume designer Bob Kuhn’s dressed a cast of all body types in the flashiest drag costumes and the dustiest duds from the Outback (and even a wrestling singlet or two, which made me LOL) as Tick/Mitzi, Adam/Felicia, and Bernadette waltz across Australia in Priscilla, their bus. What a feat to costume such a varied cast and make every member stand out, and stand onstage as confidently as the three leads.

Said leads are all wonderful. Josh Houghton’s Tick is a paradox of towering cool and nervous angst, professional and polished onstage as Mitzi and the story’s protagonist who brings the others along on his own adventure. Shaun White plays the beautiful young Adam/Felicia, whose exuberance and humor keep the trip interesting. And legendary Chicago cabaret performer Honey West is perfect as Bernadette, her talent and mere presence lending the performance gravitas.

But the rest of the cast proves the leads’ equal. Darren Patin’s Miss Understanding starts off the show right, and Patin continues throughout in a killer ensemble featuring Ayana Strutz, John Cardone, Michael Kingston, Brittany Parker, Marcus Jackson, and Matthew Weidenbener. The show’s divas—Lydia Burke, Jessica Brooke Seals, and Heather J. Beck—sizzle in Kuhn’s outfits and stun with their vocals, under Eugene Dizon’s musical direction. But perhaps the vocals that most astounded me came from Gabriel Solis, a young actor making his professional debut on the Mercury Theater’s stage.

And if you have not seen it yet, make your own debut through the Mercury’s doors for this spectacular production of Priscilla Queen of the Desert, playing through September 11.

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There’s something about a good mystery that keeps us engrossed. Maybe it’s the colorful suspects, maybe it’s the dissecting of clues involved, maybe it’s our own morbid curiosity that comes with murder - after all isn’t Forensic Files still one of the most watched TV shows? We like the detective work, plain and simple – the search for motive and opportunity and the gathering of evidence. And we certainly like the thought that everyone in the room is a suspect, no matter how unlikely they might seem. There’s a reason that Shear Madness has been running for forty years and is now one of the longest running non-musical plays ever (the whodunnit The Mousetrap leads all stage productions with the longest ever run). Well, amateur detectives, get ready because there’s been another murder in Chicago and your help is needed to solve the case. Once a mainstay in Chicago from 1982 through 1999, Shear Madness has returned, this time making its temporary home at Mercury Theater.

Taking place inside Shear Madness, a Chicago salon, life seems normal for the most part until the landlady upstairs is brutally murdered – stabbed repeatedly with a pair of – guess what - shears. But fortunately, Detective Nick Rossetti (Joe Popp) has been working undercover and is on the scene and through a bit of interrogation and deducing we find that everyone has a motive. Suspicion runs rampant as accusations fly everywhere and it soon becomes clear – the audience will need to help in bringing the killer to justice.    

Like in any engaging whodunnit, Shear Madness gives us a handful of intriguing characters and though the play starts off a bit sluggish to the point where one asks themselves where the story could possibly be going, the excitement quickly accelerates once the murder occurs and its direction is no longer in question. After a few scenarios are tossed around onstage, Detective Rossetti asks the audience to participate as the cast reenacts everything that had happened prior to the murder with as much detail as possible. If something is amiss or does not match what had actually happened, theater goers are invited to call out the discrepancy to help the detective put the pieces together. We are then encouraged to toss out any theories we might have to Detective Rossetti during the intermission where he makes himself readily available, at the same time we prepare questions to ask the play’s characters once the second act begins. Yes, we get to interrogate the suspects.

Best put, Shear Madness is just plain old fun. It’s a hilarious show that gives us a chance to crime solve along with the detective, some of its funniest moments the participation between audience and cast. Also entertaining are the many references to Chicago and several jokes that have been updated to include todays politics and pop culture. Sure, some of the humor is dated. The show was created in 1980. But it works – and works well. Thanks to Warner Crocker’s well-piloted direction and a superb cast that works well together and can also seamlessly interact with the audience on the fly, we see that funny is funny no matter when it was written so long as it’s delivered well. And no one was off limits. Touching on famous personalities from Taylor Swift to Bill Clinton to Joe Biden to Rod Blagojevich to dot, dot, dot, the play certainly takes its share of swipes. And while some of its jokes might be geared to ruffle a few feathers, the audience clearly takes them as just that – jokes. Even in its more contrived moments where predictable humor is used, a laugh is usually found. In the end it’s a silly comedy, not a show to be taken seriously, and lord knows we could all use a laugh or two.

The show does get a boost from audience involvement and even some good-natured heckling, but it naturally relies heavily on its cast. Ed Kross is a sheer delight to watch as Tony Whitcomb, the flamboyant salon owner, both his well-timed innuendos and physical comedy garnering one laugh after another. Mary Robin Roth as Mrs. Schubert also has many scene stealing moments as does David Sajewich as “used antique dealer” Eddie Lawrence while Brittany D Parker’s Barbara DeMarco hits the mark, as well. Detective Rossetti’s partner Mikey Thomas is played well by Sam Woods to round out an overall solid cast. Joe Popp as Detective Nick Rossetti is perhaps the most noteworthy of the bunch, as his character is kind of the glue that holds everything together in this production. As theater goers bounce one question or theory off the detective (sometimes with spot on observations and often quite absurd), Popp impresses repeatedly never wavering from his character and never absent of a quick, often humorous, response.

Shear Madness is also a play that can be enjoyed more than once. The story has four possible outcomes based on how the audience votes, and even if one gets the same outcome twice, you can be sure the audience participation will differ each and every time.

A unique theatre experience that has the audience laughing as much as it has them guessing, Shear Madness breaks down the fourth wall and delivers two one-of-a-kind fun-filled hours.

Shear Madness is being performed at Mercury Theater through March 29th. For tickets and/or more information visit www.MercuryTheaterChicago.com.           

    

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Who doesn’t like Nat King Cole? A band pianist who achieved mega-stardom in the late 1940s and 1950s, Cole’s pitch-true tenor was inflected by a nasal reverb, and that slight rasp that individualized him, making his voice on recordings still fresh, and endlessly interesting.

Because of his immense talent, Cole was immensely popular, and even at the height of Jim Crow, he was the first African-American to have a solo Billboard hit – Mona Lisa in 1950; and to host his own television show, in 1956-1957.

If you don’t know Nat King Cole, that’s him singing Mel Torme’s “Christmas Song” [Chestnuts roasting on an open fire]. Even as the Christmas jukebox cranks up, Cole’s thoughtful, sophisticated interpretations of holiday songs remain a pleasure.

So I was extremely excited to see “An Unforgettable Nat King Cole Christmas,” starring Chicago actor Evan Tyrone Martin. I figured it might be like a television Christmas special. And the venue – in the sleekly appoint 80-seat Venus Cabaret – is a cozy recreation of a posh 1950s night club.

Martin enters the stage, lanky, grey tux with black piping, narrow black necktie, crowned with an Afro, I was not sure what I was gonna get - this didn;t look like Nat. But when he sings, and the band plays, the show becomes “Unforgettable,” to reference another of Cole’s hits – which are plentiful during the evening. (I bought two copies of the recording!)

Rather than a purely Christmas show, Martin sings a representative range of Nat King Cole’s favorites and hits (he recorded more than 100 songs). Martin is backed by a notable jazz quintet (Ryan Bennett on drums; Joshua Ramos on bass; Andy Pratt on guitar; Rajiv Halim on woodwinds; and Jo Ann Daugherty, music director, on piano), who bring us the flavor of the jazz style that Cole fed into mainstream popularity.

Recalling Cole’s story, Martin remains himself, recounting his personal story as well, and contrasting and comparing it with Cole’s – who was brought up in Chicago, the son of a preacher. In the patter between songs, Martin keeps it real; we get the back story on both men (though Martin is much too young to have heard Cole live). 

Nat King Cole died in 1965; he was just 45, from lung cancer. And while he had a television show, it went off the air for lack of a national sponsor, despite NBC’s support. In the story, Martin quotes Cole: “I guess Madison Avenue is just afraid of the dark,” Cole said. 

In singing, Martin interprets Cole, rather than imitating him – and with the band recreates the signature phrasing and color on a number of his hits, notably “Mona Lisa,” “Unforgettable,” “(You Can Get Your Kicks on) Route 66,” “Straighten Up and Fly Right” and “L-O-V-E.” In both the running banter and personal anecdotes, and the music, Martin keeps it authentic. I dearly loved his rendition of "On the Street Where You Live" from My Fair Lady, which was so typical of Cole's interpretive magic.

The band in some respects is better able to capture the sound, because Martin’s voice is so rich, and richly trained, that there is just no restraining it when he holds a note too long, and in certain registers. But at points it is uncannily accurate, and we are immersed in Nat King Cole’s musical genius.
I came away touched by this tender attention to Nat King Cole, by the star of this show, Evan Tyrone Martin.

A production of Artists Lounge Live, you can see An Unforgettable Nat King Cole Christmas at Venus Cabaret Theater on Friday, Dec. 13, Saturday Dec. 14, and Sunday, Dec. 15; and then two last chances on Monday, Dec. 16 and Tuesday Dec. 17 at Writer’s Theatre in Glencoe.

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Monday, 18 March 2019 21:47

Little Shop of Horrors at Mercury

In a little floral shop on a New York City skid row, something strange is happening. A never-before-seen plant is attracting customers, all the while certain people in acquaintance with its owner are mysteriously disappearing. The horror of it all is as potent as the comedy. Mercury Theater Chicago’s production of 1982’s Little Shop of Horrors breathes new life into a musical theatre cult classic with a high energy ensemble and standout voices. 

Directed by L. Walter Stearns and with puppets designed by Martin P. Robinson, this production is a tribute to the original stage production and the 1986 film adaptation. The 1960s-style rock, doo-wop and Motown-style music by Alan Menken is showcased beautifully by the strong singers onstage. Christopher Kale Jones as Seymour along with Dana Tretta as Audrey belted and held notes to cheers and applause mid-song, and the three female chorus girls stunned with their on-point harmonies and powerful vocals.

The killer plant, Audrey II, is seamlessly puppeteered by Sam Woods from infant budding through full-on, Super Mario-style piranha plant. And Audrey II’s cheekiness and deep voice come through fantastically from Jonah Winston. It’s a lot of fun, darkly funny, and quality on all levels.

Because of some adult themes — murderous alien plant notwithstanding — this production is recommended for those 10 and older. 

Little Shop of Horrors is playing at Mercury Theater Chicago through April 28th. Tickets here.

*Extended through Sunday, June 30th

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