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What I liked
Bill Berry is one of the undiscovered treasures of songwriting. His wry songs about everything from what a man uses his brick for to the day he stole Steve Martin are not merely bits of cheese set out for the mice, but true and often heartfelt moments in time. In this play Bill finally confronts his alcoholic mother, long dead, about the wounds he suffered growing up. Ultimately both appalling and uplifting, this is a play for those who need to have their own talks with their parents, living or dead.
What I didn't like
I have never liked the crabs song, as I think it’s a bit cheap. That having been said, it actually worked in the context of this play.
My overall impression
Funny, sad, angry and moving story of a man coming to grips with the legacy of his alcoholic mother.
