John Grady is a true storytelling master. And this piece is triumphant. A former Blue Man and ballet dancer, Grady has taken to solo performance like an eagle takes flight, and he uses his masterful control of his thin, athletic frame to great advantage here. This story is at once funny and wry, and at turns deeply philosophical, heart-rending, brutal, and true in the sense that the best of theater can be. I had seen a 30 minute version of this tale last year at I.O. West, and seeing this 70 minute version was far richer, more intelligent, and deeply affecting. His facility with words, his treatment of big, important ideas of manhood, dominance, fear, and power, and his near-total control of his physicality are a delight to behold. GO!