What I liked
As a huge Clash fan, admittedly I was there to hear a rendition of my favorite songs, but I was pleasantly surprised by the successful premise of the story line. The plot keeps it simple – allowing us to enjoy the known Clash favorites, as well as some lesser-known tracks – but still leaving us with a fulfilling musical tale.
Growing up in New York in the late 70s, I remember the underground influence The Clash had when they arrived. Part of me was hoping that the show would engulf an edgier punk ‘attitude’, but the direction seemed to understandably follow a more commercial view for a wider audience.
The only true punk for me was the lead character of Tom, played by Sam Meader: who captured the disaffected frustration of youth, without forcing a stereotype. Meader’s incredible energy filled the stage, and he pulled off the Clash songs with vocal panache Strummer and Jones would be proud of. Disappointed with his side-tracked band mates, his character heads off solo; one can only think that if this were a real band, this would be best advice, as the other band mates unfortunately waned. Duane Asante Ervin as Rudy struggled to be heard and was lackluster at times, although he did have some interesting R’n’B vocals. Paul Holowaty as Jimmy seemed out of place and struggled vocally. The exception was Thomas Conlan as Steve who, with an energetic rebellious quality, sung an entertaining ‘Wrong ‘Em Boyo’ with Torie Tyson.
The ensemble standouts were Sean Smith, who played devil’s advocate in a number of roles. Hayley Mc Laughlin as Sue, who delighted and guaranteed the audience a laugh every time. Her father, played by Guy Picot, was stern yet entertaining as the office boss. And Amy Scribner gave a convincing wholesome British mother as Ann.
I was sad to hear that the night I saw the show an actress had pulled out, and was covered last minute by another member of the cast. However I barely noticed the adjustment, a testament to the ensemble player covering and the group as a whole.
What I didn't like
On a larger scale, I would expect the music to be performed live. However, for the Fringe festival it is understandably prerecorded.
My overall impression
Overall, the show was a fulfilling 90-minute trip down memory lane. With a few adjustments, one can certainly see this show moving on to greater things and spreading the work of The Clash to the new generation. I certainly hope it does.
