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My overall impression
We had planned to go with a group of people to the show, a late add in the festival, but only two of us were able to attend. Too bad because this was unfortunately its only performance.
I felt inspired because like many of us mother can be a lasting source of blame.
I was expecting a comedic rant about mom but instead was treated to an refreshing expose through letters, stories and song that intertwined around a misunderstanding in childhood. Told through a persons experience of who they are without really verbally vilifying someone. Told more through expressing personal angst as a result of his life experience. It was a new approach for me since most mom shows tend to rely on shtick, jokes and meddling annoying old ladies that drive thier kids nuts but this was more about the state of mind in relationship to a childhood trauma using the creative arts as healing, putting mom somewhere in the background but always hovering, showing up in letters- letters he refuses to answer. It wasn’t heavy but light and enjoyable while still hitting home. Often funny but not dilberately so. It was very touching and made you realize that time is all we have, without preaching or pulling self pity. His voice was lovely reminded me alittle of Gordon Lightfoot. And his timing was great. The songs seemed to just arrive which was nice and came at nice intervals never too much or too little. They seemed to offer healing pauses which seemed true to the artists way of remaining present, they had a purpose instead of just filler which made me feel a part of his process. My freind choked up at the end and I think I did so too. I left feeling like I needed to make a phone call to mom just to say hi.