When you turn up to see the Geffen Playhouse’s brand-new world-premiere musical, “The Lonely Few,” an usher hands you a plan of earplugs at the door.
“It’s a little loud in there,” they caution.
This was my initial idea that the program, which is established in a dive bar as well as fixate the experiences of gigging independent rockers, meant to make sure of me as a target market participant in a manner in which indie songs never ever has. Because when you turn up at a genuine dive bar to see a genuine indie band, no one hands you earplugs, as well as the individual at the door taking your cash might not care much less if your ears hemorrhage when you’re within.
I invested my 20s as well as very early 30s gigging as well as touring in indie rock bands, so I recognize what I’m speaking about. It’s why I was specifically crazy about seeing “The Lonely Few.” Aside from Darren Criss’ impressive efficiency in “Hedwig and the Angry Inch,” I have actually never ever seen …
