Over the weekend, Lithium & Xanax and All of My Friends, the latest dramatic work by Nashville-based playwright, Robert Coles, enjoyed its World Premiere as presented by Brand Spakin’ New Theater. Under the direction of former Nashvillian, Bradley Moore, who’s been back in Music City the last couple months to helm the project, the play continues at Darkhorse Theater (4610 Charlotte Ave., Nashville, TN 37209) with performances October 8, 10, 11 & 12.
Having recently attended a performance of Coles’ sweet and funny southern comedy, Aunt Sally’s Wild Ride, but hearing that this one sets a completely different tone, I wasn’t sure what to expect. It’s always exciting to see a new work, but having reviewed as many shows as I have over the years, when there’s the added bonus of getting the opportunity to see actors with whom I’m not all that familar, there’s opportunity for an even more exhilerating night of theatre, and this show delivers on all counts. Lithium & Xanax and All of My Friends presents Adam (Payton Justice) a young wannabe novelist who yearns to finish his long-awaited first book while struggling with internal demons. On the night Adam has determined he will finish things once and for all, he’s visited by a few not always welcomed friends, who inevitably stir memories and feelings of Adam’s often-traumatic past. Justice presents Adam in such a relatable state. You don’t have to have shared traumas with the character, but if you have, get ready to swallow that bitter pill once more. Justice’s portrayal is so emotionally charged, that one can’t help but feel what he’s feeling.
Adam’s friends are also perfectly prescribed, played by a cast of talented actors as varied as the numerous medications Adam is currently taking to deal with the aforementioned traumas. During the course of the night’s action, his friends drop in one by one and offer equal doses of advice, criticism and encouragement on why he hasn’t finished his novel and how he might achieve his final act.
First up is Lee, as played by Sky Roberts. Lee has known Adam the longest, having first encountered the embattled playwright a few years prior to the action of the play when the two were first introduced while Adam was in hospital. As played by Roberts, Lee seems to balance out Adam’s more high-strung tendencies. He’s the perfect every friend, casual, supportive, but encouraging.
We next meet Brianca Renfro as Annie, who pops in with yoga matt in hand dressed like a reject from a hippie commune. Renfro’s Annie quickly encourages the boys to center themselves with a bit of meditation. Renfro’s zen-like performance is the ideal mix of stereotypical wellness-minded individuals, but played with a decidedly humorous wink.
By the time Adam’s friend Wil (Ezra High) appears, if the audience wasn’t clued into what’s going on, his lurking, silent, almost non-present presences will surely do the trick. Is he there? Is he not? Does it really matter? As written by the playwright, Coles, and expertly directed by Moore, High, without uttering one word for the first several minutes he is onstage, changes the mood of the show.
Just when things seem to even out, enter Remy (Andrew Hosale). Remy’s that one friend who’s loud, a bit obnoxious, energetic, but ultimately truthful. As Remy, Hosale’s high is addictive. With things seemingly on an upward swing, and Adam beginning to gain a little insight into his inability to follow through, why no bring his parents into the equation, right?
That said, Taryn Pray as Adam’s Mom is a blissful depiction of the universal Mom. Caring, intrusive, judgmental, unaware…all the things. In addition to playing Mom, Pray also appears throughout the piece in various other roles, none more enjoyable than during a trippy daydream/hallucination presented as some sort of warped game show. Pray taking on the role of the emcee and each of Adam’s friends offering a bit of comedic lightheartedness as they rapid-fire repeat certain side effects of their relationship with Adam.
Coles’ abilities as a playwright are most beautifully exhibited in two vastly different scenes. At one point in the play, Adam is confronted by his friends and forced to face his demons head-on. Under Moore’s direction, this scene is almost cinematic. Justice’s Adam downstage, is surrounded by the cast in a circle around him. If this were a film, you could totally visualize Adam center screen with the friends literally circling around him. Blissfully manic.
On the other end of that spectrum, there’s two scenes involving Adam and Mom that are ‘eye sweat’ inducing. One, when the duo are saying goodbye to Adam’s dying father, the other, an unexpected sweet musical moment between Mom and Adam. Even though the rest of the cast is still on stage during these intimate moments, thanks to Moore’s direction and some beautiful work by the show’s lighting designer, Robert Allen, the intimacy of these very personal moments shared between mother and son play as though they’re the only ones in the room. So intimate in fact that for those moments I dare say each audience member felt as though they were the only witness.
Speaking of the talented crew Moore assembled for the project, Jaymes Campbell’s set design, a slightly run-down city apartment feels inviting and comfortable, but also a bit serile and barely lived-in. Campbell’s attention to detail, seen in the fact that when the refrigerator is opened, there’s a glowing ominous hue to the bulb inside. That, plus the fact that the microwave actually works and the coffee actually brews, speak volumes to Campbell’s craft.
Moore himself provided the props peppered throughout the set, and he did so with purpose, for upon closer examination, there are visual clues hidden among the artwork on the walls in Adams apartment. The same can be said for Moore’s sound design. From the first beep of the microwave to the final beat of the father’s life support, that tone becomes its own character.
Costume designer Cat Eberwine’s wardrobe choice are without fault, subtly but sublimely capturing the recent past during which the play is set, while simultaneously mirroring the characteristics of each of Adam’s friends…Lee is dress all comfy cosy (loved the Evanescence visual cue by way of his 2021 concert t), while Annie is boho from head to toe. Wil’s attire is a bit nondescript while Remy’s is tad edgy. Even Adam and Mom’s wardrobe choices reflect their personalities. It’s a true joy as an audience member, and a self-admitted theatre nerd when such care is evident in the smallest of details.
All in all, Lithium & Xanax and All of My Friends is an unexpected whirlwind of emotion and a journey all too many can relate to. Brand Spankin’ New Theatre’s World Premiere production of Lithium & Xanax and All of My Friends continues October 8 thru 12 at the Darkhorse Theatre (4610 Charlotte Ave, Nashville, TN 37209). Tickets are $20 and can be purchased HERE. Remaining run performance schedule is as follows: Tuesday, October 8 at 7:30p.m., Thursday, October 10 at 7:30p.m. (Thursday’s performances offers a special 2-for-1 ticket price), and Friday & Saturday, October 11 & 12 at 7:30p.m. CLICK HERE for more info. Check out Brand Spankin’ New Theatre‘s Official Site HERE or follow them on Facebook.
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Where character portrayal is concerned, Clue could be considered a bit of a theatrical anomaly. Typically actors stepping into roles made famous by others are charged with making the character their own, but Clue, a true farce, almost demands that the company present the characters pretty much as those who portrayed the roles in the film had done. That’s not to discredit the actors in any way, but to thank them for brilliantly recreating moments and actions of the film to glorious life live on stage.
John Shartzer’s Mr. Green (the Michael McKean role in the film) is the scene stealer of the show. With precise comedic timing, hilariously deadpan reactions and borderline acrobatic slapstick movement, Shartzer is suspect Number 1 is so many ways.
For The Keeton’s presentation, co-directors Maguire and Gray have enlisted a great mix of newcomers and seasoned performers including
Now, back to the show…From the character’s initial entrance, Lloyd offers the first broken fourth wall as he stops the action on stage when one of the actors misses a prop cue. Carmichael’s Lloyd bellows from the audience and the fun begins. The actress Lloyd chastises for missing her cue is none other than Ann Street-Kavanagh, as middle-aged actress Dotty Otley, who’s playing the housekeeper in the show-within-a show. Street-Kavanagh is perfect for the role of Dotty as she’s never better than when she’s playing it a bit confused and daft. Like Lloyd, Dotty is also embroiled in a love triangle. All Dotty’s Nothing On character wants to do is put her feet up and enjoy the the telly. Oh, and did I mention she enjoys a snack of sardines? Worth noting, since a plate of the fishy snacks result in much of the show’s hilarity when left about, or taken off, cluing the other visitors in Nothing On that they’re not alone in the house.
Then comes the entire company for Mysterious Ways, a hymn of a song, set in the local church (effectively indicated as such by a singular light source casting the shape of a illuminated cross onto the wall behind the action) where the entire community sings of God watching over them no matter. Nia Safari Banks’ costumes are a highlight of this number, for if you’ve ever had the great fortune to attend a Black Church, you KNOW the way you present yourself before the Lord IN the Lord’s House is of utmost importance! Which leads me to the Church Ladies, Darlene, Doris and Jarene, a snooping, truth-tellin’ trio who pop up now and again throughout the show to fill the audience in on the latest happening. Lindsay Kay Pace, Yolanda Treece and Meggan Utech a divine trio indeed as the Church Ladies. Characters I know all too well, for you see, growing up, there were two ladies in the church my family attended who I lovingly referred to as my very own ‘Church Ladies’. They were always there to stick their noses in and offer advice, unsolicited though it may have been. I can’t be the only one who kind of wishes Pace, Treece and Utech would develop their own show around these three characters. Not only do they provide intel, but plenty of smiles as the absurdity of their insertion into every situation.
Giving the Church Ladies something to talk about…enter Mister, as played by Elliott Winston Robinson. As Robinson alluded in my 
Speaking of memorable men, Gerold Oliver is just sooooo good as Harpo, Mister’s ne’er do well son. He get’s his moment to really shine alongside the men during Brown Betty, a song praising the beauty of Black women, Raven Buntyn’s Squeak, in particular. Speaking of Squeak, thank goodness Buntyn vocally pays homage to the character’s name by occasionally hitting a pitch so high that she actually squeaks when she talks, something the recent film adaptation opted not the do. I also loved the quick pop-in appearances by some of the female ensemble during this one, too. Oliver’s Harpo offers not only comedic levity from time to time, but also becomes the first man in the story to break the cycle of violence towards women.
Of course Harpo has a bit of assistance in breaking that cycle in the form of his no-bullshit-taking wife, Sofia, played to the absolute hilt by the gloriously talented Shinnerie Jackson. It was everything I could do to remain in my seat at the end of her anthemic Hell No number. The thunderous applause that followed was evidence I was not alone in my appreciation of the number and Jackson’s performance. Cause here the thing, Jackson’s portrayal of Sofia hits all the notes, not just musically, but emotionally. When she’s strong and defiant, the audience feels that defiance and empowering presence. When Sofia is temporarily defeated, we feel that too. An exemplary performance all ‘round!
The chemistry between Nicole’s Shug and Hardon’s Celie is simply magical. You truly believe these two women have discovered a love and bond like never before.The progression of this relationship is perfidy paced and played out not doubt by way of the director’s precise instruction, but also these two actors’ understanding a care for the characters.
From the moment Katerina McCrimmon takes the stage, she IS Fanny Brice. She’s got the period-authentic New York dialect, the exaggerated facial expressions, but most of all, she’s got the voice. Ok, so the voice might be more what audiences expect thanks to the aforementioned Streisand portrayal, but I’m here to tell you McCrimmon makes the character her own while carefully maneuvering through, and well beyond what could easily be brushed off as an impression. Throughout the show, including more familiar territory of musical moments like I’m the Greatest Star, Don’t Rain on My Parade and People, and my personal favorite, His Love Makes Me Beautiful, McCrimmon vocal range, strength and ability prove time and time again she’s the perfect powerhouse to introduce Fanny Brice to a whole new generation of musical theatre fans. 
Izaiah Montague Harris plays the always in-step and dependable Eddie Ryan, a dancer/choreographer friend of Fanny’s who’s always there to help her with her career and pick up the pieces when Nicky is out of step. When I say Harris’ Eddie is in-step, I mean it. One of the best non-Fanny-centric moments of the show features Harris in a tap-tactic dance sequence. Which reminds me, kudos to the show’s costume designer, Susan Hilferty. Yes, all of Fanny’s period-perfect costumes are fabulous, but it was during Harris’ tap number that I notice a wonderfully clever costuming detail. Hiferty has sewn the occasional rhinestone throughout the pant legs of Harris costume, which catch the light of his fancy footwork and draw the eye throughout the dancer’s entire body, allowing those of us who picked up on this seemingly random detail the joy of watching the full mechanics, precision and skill of the dance.
Speaking of Scrooge, Matthew Carlton is simply brilliant in the role, and it’s a bit of a full-circle moment! His bio reveals his first foray into A Christmas Carol at The Rep came in 1990 when he was cast as Scrooge’s young nephew, Fred. Over the years, Carlton says he’s played a dozen or more characters in eleven different production. I’m here to tell you though, he better free up his winter calendar going forward because it’s official, Matthew Carlton now ranks among my favorites to have ever taken on the role. He’s in good company, too, considering Sir Michael Caine’s Scrooge from The Muppet Christmas Carol tops the list! What’s interesting about Carlton’s performance is, it’s all-encompassing. Yes, he can mean-mug with the best of them, but the scene that struck me most, and may or may not have made my eyes sweat takes place during a party when Scrooge is transported back in time by Kris Sidberry’s beautiful Ghost of Christmas Past. In the scene, Carlton’s Scrooge sees his beloved Belle (Ivory Bodnar) enjoying the merriment of a dance with fellow holiday revelers. Caught up in the moment, but forgetting that he’s only a shadow presence, Scrooge attempts to join in the fun, getting caught at one point in the center of a quartet of dancers. Of course unseen because he isn’t actually there in his present form, he’s ignored as the dancers continue moving about without him. Within just a few minutes as this scene plays out, Carlton, under the keen direction of Brewer, runs the gamut of emotion from excitement to regret and sadness. Being a self-confessed Scrooge myself, I was a puddle. 
You know you’re a great actor when just a projection of your face can elicit an internal squee. That’s the exact reaction when another longtime Nashville favorite, Brian Webb Russell’s face appeared on Scrooge’s door as the “dead to begin with” Jacob Marley. In an early scene, when Marley visits Scrooge to warn him of the coming visitors, Russell’s Marley rattles his chains as he floats about the room. More fanciful than frightening, a joy to watch. He’s equally enjoyable when paired with Deb Meeks (making her Rep debut) as a rather boisterous party-goer who’s husband (Russell) is partaking of a few too many Christmas ‘spirits’ of his own. These two need to be paired together more!
Can’t talk about A Christmas Carol without talking about the Spirits. Mentioned above, Kris Sidberry, making her Nashville Rep debut, is simply magical as Ghost of Christmas Past. Delightful, sweet and fun…all the things we think of most when we remember the past are personified in Sidberry’s performance. She doesn’t just shine in her performance, she sparkles. In part, thanks to Costumer Designer, Melissa Durmon’s literally and figuratively glowing gown!
Brian Charles Rooney, seen last holiday season as Buddy the Elf in Nashville Rep’s Elf, is larger than life as Ghost of Christmas Present, and what a present his performance is. Towering above Carlton’s Scrooge (did I see light-up disco platforms under Rooney’s velvet robe?) Rooney’s Ghost of Christmas Present is cheeky, loud and bossy. Everything you could wish for in a ghost guide. Again, kudos to Durmon, and added kudos to her and her wig department team for transforming Rooney into an almost unrecognizable bacchanalian party god with flowing ginger locks and beard. Didn’t think I was into scruffy gingers, but you never know. As mentioned previously, Rooney is among those featured throughout the action as a caroler. I have it on good authority he had been dealing with a bit of laryngitis during the opening days of the show. All I know is, if that’s Rooney with laryngitis, belting out and hitting those unfathomable soprano-high notes, the rest of the run the audiences were in for a treat.
Round out the ghostly trio is Ben Friesen as Ghost of Christmas Future. Even though the show is about to enter its final week at the time of this review being posted, I’m a staunch believer that spoilers do just that…they spoil aspects of shows that are meant to surprise and entertain. To that end, Friesen’s Ghost of Christmas Future definitely delivers. Visually hauntingly brilliant and looming large, Friesen’s appearance is definitely a powerful one. Suffice it to say, his performances a Ghost of Christmas Future would no doubt make Jim Henson proud..and that’s as much of a spoiler as you’ll get from me. Not to fret though, he’s also featured throughout the show, most notably as Dick Wilkins, a friend and colleague of younger Scrooge. 
The entire cast is filled with great supporting performances. Mention should be made of Max Fleischhacker as Scrooge’s Nephew Fred, Ethan H. Jones as Mr. Blakeley, Abby Hopper as Alice Cratchit, Alex Hillaker as Henry Cratchit, David Long III as Peter Cratchit, Shelby Talbert as Martha Cratchit, Elle Wesley as Belinda Cratchit, Caroline Henry as Alice Cratchit and Emily Hooper and David Matthew Clark (on alternate nights) each sharing the role as Tiny Tim. 
Featuring more than 30 tunes, most of them some of Motown’s biggest and best loved hits, Ain’t Too Proud ranks, in my opinion, as one of the best jukebox musicals. All too often, jukebox musicals struggle to find the balance between storytelling and tune placement. Not the case with Ain’t Too Proud. Dominique Morisseau, who wrote the book of the musical, not only based the storytelling elements on the book by The Temptations’ only surviving founding member, Otis Williams, but also wisely broadened the musical inclusions to incorporate not just The Temptations’ music, but also that of a few of their contemporaries like The Supremes, The Isley Brothers, The Five Satins and Tammi Terrell. By doing this, the narrative flows perfectly with each tune the ideal musical accompaniment to flesh out the story. Said story is presented by Michael Andreaus as Otis Williams, breaking the fourth wall to tell his tale directly to the audience.
Among my personal favorite musical moments, of course the title track is simply magical. The Supremes medley is a fun added bonus, though opening night in Music City, the ladies’ mics seemed a bit low. At the top of this review, I noted that it was raining outside the theatre. Well, I’m here to tell you that during the emotional I Wish it Would Rain, a 1967 Top Ten for the group, it was ‘raining’ on my face as my eyes began to sweat. Powerful, indeed.
Circle Players’ Agatha Christie’s Murder on the Orient Express pulls out of the station for two more mystery-filled rides Saturday, January 28 at 7:30pm and Sunday, January 29 at 3pm. All tickets are $27 (including fees). 
