Asaykwee and friends present the story behind the Carol

By John Lyle Belden

When you think about it, there is only one ghost featured in Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol.” That would be the tortured soul of Jacob Marley; other beings present as “spirits” not of a particular person but a vague experience – Christmas Past, Present, and Future, as well as the consequences of poverty.

Local creative Ben Asaykwee apparently did think about it and expanded on these concepts to create a new holiday musical, “Wonders,” which has its world premiere at The District Theater in downtown Indy.

To bring his ideas to life, he once again casts his December show in “Q-munity” style, finding a place in cast or chorus for all 46 new and veteran actors who applied, including about a dozen children. Under Asaykwee’s direction, they harmonize into a large stage family, welcoming us into the story they tell.

A couple of other things to note:

* It is essential you have some familiarity with the original Dickens story, as this is a sort of companion piece to that narrative, presenting the perspective of the ethereal beings who undertake the mission of redeeming Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge. In this story, the quest is necessary not only for his wellbeing, but also for mankind’s.

* As for the old miser, Scrooge himself makes only one brief, uncredited appearance. To set things in motion for a very eventful Christmas Eve, we meet various supporting characters from the book, including Fezziwig (Bastian Ciucci Russell or Calvin Meschi); Bob and Mary Cratchit (Noah Lee and Elizabeth Gee), Scrooge’s sister (Lillie Oblon) and his former sweetheart (Michelle Wofford); and, stranded in “The Pale,” the shade of Marley (Kevin Caraher).

* This may be Asaykwee’s most ambitious high-concept work that we have seen. Set largely in the realm of the spirits of humanity – a place they for their own reasons call the Basket – we are outside of conventional earthly dimensions and “time appears differently here.” Though the production has the feel of experimental theatre, once we get a handle on the concepts in the opening scenes it all mostly works, and it helps that to the audience, the spirits are very friendly guides – even ones we associate with more negative aspects of life.

Within this Basket we find a pantheon of spirits that include Truth (Asaykwee), Hope (Sarah Zimmerman), Joy (Noah Winston), Pleasure (Tiffanie Holifield), Honor (Maria Meschi), Ambition (Jaddy Ciucci), Curiosity (Shelbi Berry Kamohara), Fear (Matt Anderson), Memory (Hannah Elizabeth Boswell), Avarice (Kallen Ruston), Creativity (Zach Himes), and Innocence (Megan Arrington), who does much of the narration. They maintain the balance of light and darkness for mortals they refer to as “Turtles,” seeing humans as slow and simple.

In this mythos, these entities consider themselves strands in a “braid” that binds human order. However, two aspects – Apathy and Despair – became lost and formed The Knot, a state of pervasive darkness. The others carry wonder as a tangible energy supply helping keep it at bay; still, The Knot is strengthening. Yet down in Dickensian London, a man with the most dark of souls could help turn the tide if he is made, somehow, to see the light. To get results, the mission must focus on the most optimistic day of the year – Christmas.

This complex production manages a sort of holiday miracle in that the strands of plot around the events and characters of “Carol,” interlaced with the immortals’ own struggles, stay cohesive and easy to follow. Asaykwee infuses it all – script and original songs – with his entertaining style, a sort of fun yet daring and mischievous sense of humor reminiscent of legends like Danny Kaye or Gene Wilder. Aside from Dickens, we can see stylistic influences of “Inside Out,” “Neverending Story,” and practically any movie where an angelic being tries to directly influence mortals (“…Wonderful Life”? “Xanadu”?).

Boswell assists with direction, and Ruston is assisted as stage manager by Sofie Frank. The wonderfully colorful and eclectic costumes for the pantheon are a group effort by the cast along with Kristin Boyd, Allison Jones, Kat Robinson, Traci Snider, Asha Patel, Robyn Lamey, and Ben Lamey.

The mortal “Turtles” are distinguished by simple black outfits, yet shine in their own way. Aside from Caraher, Lee, Gee, and Wafford, they are portrayed by Emerson Black, Ava Button, Carrie Cooper, Jenson Dasbach, Jessica Dickenson, Trèvon D. Foote, Carl Gallagher, Beth Gibson, Spencer Hahn, Lillian Hall, Zara Heck, Mandy Holzhausen, Anna Lee, Ethan Lee, Ashley Marshall, and Morgan Patrick-Roof. Filling in as Cratchit kids, urchins, and small but potent Spirits are Bastian Ciucci Russell, Cosette Clemens, Patrick Clemens, Lyra Dickson, Elsie Huldeen, Amaryllis Lebow, Xylah-Rose Lebow, Zinnia Joy Lebow, Sam Lee, Calvin Meschi, Aaliyah Oblon, Lillie Oblon, and Amelie Pellerin.

Performances are sharp throughout the cast, and roles such as Hope, Curiosity, Innocence, Memory, Joy, Pleasure, and Fear really show off the depth of the players’ talents.

But what of Past, Present, and Yet-to-Come? Join the journey by “candle-shine” and watch to see how they are revealed. Performances of “Wonders” run through Dec. 21 at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at IndyDistrictTheatre.org or call 317-522-8099.

Chill with another cool Indy Drag parody

By John Lyle Belden

Do you want to see a gay man? / Though it’s more than being gay. /

The musical that you adore / Has become something more / In an Indy Drag way! /

So now they’re doing “Frozen” / And they made it hot! /

This could make you a big Drag fan, / And a Drag King plays the snowman.

Indy Drag Theatre wraps up its fabulous 2025 season with “Frozen: A Drag Parody Musical” at The District Theatre.

Somehow, a fairy-tale story seems even more magical done in the style of Drag, with its exaggerated makeup, wigs, and outfits, and every actor accustomed to being a completely different person than one might see offstage. As this show is mostly lip-synched to audio of the movie and stage versions of the Disney tale, with appropriate costumes, this is a production for all ages (provided “drag queen story hour” doesn’t upset you).

This tale of royal siblings Elsa and Anna features* Lollypop Lyx and B.B. Rosè as their younger selves, with Natalie Port-Ma’am as Queen Elsa and Meadowlark Lane as Princess Anna.

The story doesn’t deviate from the familiar plot: After a childhood accident, Elsa isolates herself with efforts to control her icy weather-based powers. At her coronation, she gets upset at Anna for impulsively becoming engaged to Prince Hans of the Southern Isles (Taron Closeoff) and without meaning to, brings eternal winter to Arendelle. With Elsa hiding away in in the mountains of the Norway-esque kingdom, Anna seeks to reach her with the help of a helpful ice-seller, Kristoff (Jared Matthew), and his faithful reindeer Sven (Norah Borealis).

Popular local entertainer Maurice Mantini works his magic as the enchanted snowman, Olaf; he also plays the girls’ father, King Agnarr, with Gayle Thyme as Queen Iduna. The cast also features Cadence as Oaken, the “hygge” proprietor of the general store and sauna; Rodick as a rather nimble Duke of Weselton; Desiree ‘Denzel’ Bouvier and Ramon Flowers (aka Pricilla Vaggina) as Pabbie and Bulda of the Nordic “Hidden Folk;” as well as Canila Carpenter, Loralei Diamond, Faith Camire, and Cheri Walker-Owens.

For the performance we attended, Matthew had a prior commitment, so understudy Eli Rose nicely filled in as Kristoff.

The show was directed by Dottie B. Minerva and choreographer April Rosè. Sydnie Blair is stage manager. Imaginative sets were designed by Josh Morrow & Tony, with props by Ailish Forner. Giving the fabulous looks are Maria Fruit with costumes, Celeste Al’Dreams with makeup, and wigs by Oriana Peròn.

The company’s diva-level standards of performance are again maintained. Everyone gives their all, from Natalie’s triumph as the Ice Queen to Norah’s endearing deer. This not only showcases the visual spectacle of Drag culture, but also the compelling gestures and emoting that enraptured cinema fans in the silent-movie era.

Also, it’s so much fun.

Performances of this funky “Frozen” are Thursday through Sundy, Nov. 20-23, at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydragtheatre.org.

*(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

IndyFringe: Beyond Ballet

This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

You have one chance left to see “Beyond Ballet,” presented by Indianapolis Ballet, at 2 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 23, at The District Theatre. Given the rarity of seeing this professional company for such an affordable price, this is likely sold out. Still, check and see if you’re lucky.

What you will see (or miss) is an extraordinary display of beautiful, disciplined artistry in motion, showcasing the physical strength, stamina and control of the dancers. The style mostly exemplifies traditional ballet, even the woman in the pas de deux with a slow-tango feel works in toe-shoes. In a more modern mode is a piece choreographed by local legend David Hochoy, a trio (pas de trois, I believe is the term) to lyrical guitar and aria.

Further, it seems they brought the entire company to this exhibition. You rarely see the same person in two dances, giving us a sampling of Indianapolis Ballet’s varied and diverse talents. In the final curtain call, they overwhelm the District mainstage.

Information on their upcoming season is at IndianapolisBallet.org.

They-dunit! Indy Drag gets a ‘Clue’

By John Lyle Belden

“Lip-synch for your life” takes on fresh meaning as Indy Drag Theatre brings us the camp cult classic featuring Tim Curry (no, not that one!) – “Clue” – the whodunit film that cast big Hollywood stars to make up for the fact that it’s based on a board game.

Director Vera Vanderwoude St. Clair* admitted being concerned at first in staging IDT’s first non-musical. But the cast and crew of this production slay! An ingenious set design by Miss Kay-Ottic lets us into all the various rooms from the game board and movie. Makeup design by Ciara Myst gives everyone a unified Agatha-Christie-nightmare look befitting both the drag mystique and gothic atmosphere. The killer costumes are by Anthony Sirk, with wigs by Hair By Blair. Choreography is by April Rosè.

Like all IDT parodies, the source material – mainly the 1985 film by Jonathan Lynn and John Landis – provides the audio and sound effects, with some surprise samples from other media thrown in for fun. The voices may sound familiar, like Martin Mull’s bluster or Madeline Kahn’s famously improvised “flames” monologue, but they take on new life neatly mimed by Indy-area performers.

Joe Wagner makes a brilliant IDT debut as Wadsworth, making the surly and sassy butler his own. The frantic “reenactments” toward the end(s) are hilariously fascinating. Fresh off her successful tour of different parts of Indianapolis, Madison Avenue charms as the maid, Yvette. Natalie Port-Ma’am is saucy as the Cook.

Our guests/suspects are Maria Fruit as Miss Scarlet, Brentlee Bich as Mrs. Peacock, St. Pussifer as Mrs. White, Maurice Mantini as Colonel Mustard, Freddie Fatale as Professor Plum, and Johnee Crash as Mr. Green – allegedly the only homosexual on the stage (go figure!). Finally, Dottie B. Minerva drops in and drops dead as Mr. Boddy.  We also encounter a mysterious motorist (Gayle Thyme), cop (Calyko Magick-Waffle), and singing telegram (Nicole Sherlock). And watch out for the aggressive “dog.”

The show follows the movie (a bizarre mystery set in the 1950s), of course, but there are plenty of over-the-top antics to enhance the lines you might know by heart. And yes, we do get all three solutions.

Performances of “Clue: A Drag Parody” are Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 7-10, at the District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Info and tickets at indydragtheatre.org.

*(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

A hard look at America as its victims depart

By John Lyle Belden

“Ain’t No Mo’” is likely the most funny yet challenging piece of theatre you will see this year.

Written by Jordan E. Cooper, who led performances on Broadway, and now presented by Indianapolis Black Theater Company at the District Theatre, directed by Jamaal McCray, this satire feels like what would happen if the TV show “In Living Color” came back today with total freedom to say what its African American writers really think.

The central player is Peaches (Daren J. Fleming) a drag queen airline agent for the last flight out in a project to relocate all Blacks in the United States back to Africa – the diaspora in reverse, departing from gate 1619.

However, first we get a rousing “funeral” scene which leans into the now-tattered myth that somehow all racism in America stopped with the 2008 election of Barack Obama. This introduces the company, who take on various roles and are referred to in the program as Passengers: Chandra, Clarissa Todd, Cara Wilson, Avery Elise, and Reno Moore, who in this scene plays the exuberant minister declaring that the word/concept of “‘N!&&a’ is our slave!” After what turns out to be an inoculation of spirited repetition of the word in this bit, you’ll hear it a lot throughout the show.     

This is an intense tour-de-force for all involved, with each actor taking their moments to shine.

Chandra keeps the pathos in a darkly comic scene at a not-really-hidden abortion clinic as with the only options for a Black child being prison or early violent death, terminating pregnancy is a mercy – even if one must wait in a line of millions to get it. Still, if only her murdered husband (Moore) saw it that way…

Todd delivers as one of the women (“B!tch, we all hoes!”) in a recording of “Real Baby Mamas of the Southside.” While they all delight in their gold-digger lifestyle, she takes up more of the attention, especially when she is called out for “living my truth” in a scene that simultaneously skewers reality TV, Black stereotype, cultural appropriation, and playing the victim.

In the most hilarious scene (and most reminiscent of an “ILC” skit), Wilson is an unstoppable delight as the essence of “Black” returning literally from her chains to an absurdly bougie family who insist they replaced their skin tone with “green.”

Elise gives a vicious tug to our heartstrings as a hardened prisoner about to be released so she can take that flight to Africa. Something she had with her when incarcerated is missing.

Between scenes, and at final boarding, we get moments with Peaches with her no-nonsense attitude and compassion that does get tested at times.

The production is supplemented with complementing and contrasting visuals provided by CèAira Waymon, as well as audio breaks of recorded lectures noting how Black culture has been turned in against itself to the delight of White supremacists. 

If something about this show does not bother you, you aren’t paying attention. And yet, you really should see this, at least to help understand if not ease the viral contagion of racial politics that permeates the current atmosphere. (As I write this, there is another news bulletin about attacks on DEI programs.)

“Ain’t No Mo’” has performances through July 6 at the District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Getting help with all life’s ‘Stuff’

By John Lyle Belden

It’s the easiest trap most of us fall into: You need to save this. You must hold on to that. I’m not finished reading this. I’ll get around to making something with that… Time passes, boxes stack up. And then there are the mementos – especially when they signify a time, place, and most importantly a person, no longer around.

Suddenly, people tell you that you have a problem.

Local playwright Jan White presents, with Actors Ink Theatre Company, her comic drama “Stufferage” at The District Theatre, directed by Sandra Gay, who founded Actors Ink decades ago, and now dedicates it to providing performance opportunities for “People Of a Certain Age.”

As White notes in the program, roughly six percent of people have some sort of hoarding disorder. This gets further complicated by aging as well as other likely mental issues. In the play, inspired in part by actual people and events, Marty (Chad Pirowski) persuades his aunt Georgia (Sheila Wright), a therapist, to come out of retirement to aid his mission-oriented business, Stop Stuffering, in honor of his recently-deceased mother (Georgia’s sister), a lifelong serious hoarder. His idea is to help others with similar issues to declutter and organize their stuff to better deal with their lives.

To seek interest, they set up a “Help for the Overwhelmed” Facebook group and in-person meeting. They already have one client, Barbara (Melody Ware), who refuses to leave her overflowing home so is ordered by a judge to at least attend via Zoom.

Arriving in person: Sarah (Mary Hardin) let things accumulate during the Covid isolation period and is still nervous about venturing out. Married couple Jim and Donna (Rob Young and Tina Nehrling) see each other as the problem – her overflowing craft room, his overstuffed garage – but with additional endless piles of mail and magazines, their adult children let them know it’s both of them. Mimi (Stephanie Reinert) is obsessed with puppets, but the ever-growing accumulation of pieces, projects, and finished figures has ironically taken control of her life. Darrell (Brian Shobe) misses his late wife and, after several months, can’t bear letting go of any of her possessions.

Rick Northam is handy as various supporting roles, crew director, and the foley for an opening scene that, with awkward humor, gives us a sense of how bad things get for the “stuffering” and those who love them.

The narrative shows us the various ways these characters work through their issues, both the accumulated objects in their homes and learning to “clear the clutter from your heart.” There are varying degrees of success, with Barbara – “I have a right to my stuff!” – being the most difficult, her unsettled personality nearly as colorful as the exploded flea market of her front yard. The excellent scenic design, including piles and stacks capable of moving on and off stage as needed, is by Carlos Teeters.

We get compelling performances all around. Pirowski and Wright portray sincere empathy – hers more professionally, his with the sense of a son who wishes he had helped his mother more. Hardin and Shobe each pull our heartstrings. Young and Nehrling add more humor than rancor to their couple who seem to have arguing as a love language. Reinert is endearing and an inspiration to crafters everywhere as Mimi strives to actually make some puppets! Ware takes on the most complex role with appropriate gusto while keeping Barbara’s mental issues true to life.

A light-hearted and hopeful look at a serious problem, experience “Stufferage” Thursday through Sunday at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Omigod you guys(?) – Indy Drag goes to law school

By John Lyle Belden

(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

Many of us are familiar with the 2001 film “Legally Blonde,” and perhaps with the 2007 stage musical, however for Indy Drag Theatre, it was a parody tribute to this fun comedy in 2022 that got the company rolling. Now, this clever melding of both movie and Broadway – acted, danced and neatly lip-synched by local Drag Queens and Kings – has returned to The District Theatre.

Also notable as an actor in conventional musicals, Parker Taylor makes a stunning transformation into Honey Bunn, who plays our blonde heroine, Elle Woods. To win back the love of her ex-boyfriend Warner (played by Cadence), she leaves UCLA to enter Harvard Law School. Needless to say, it won’t be easy for her but very funny and entertaining for us. In Boston, Elle gets help from teaching assistant Emmett (Eli Rose) and local beautician Paulette (Sydnie Blair), but no help from Vivienne (Kalinda), who is with Warner now.

Elle finally gets to prove herself as part of a team of interns for Professor Callahan (Kristen N. Peterson), who is defending a famous fitness expert Brooke Wyndham (Vera Vanderwoude St. Clair) charged with murder.

The cast includes Axel Brozie as classmate Enid, and AJ Thoma, Kitt St. Clair, and B.B. Rosè as Elle’s Delta Nu sisters Margot, Serena, and Pilar, who appear as her literal Greek Chorus. Sean Seager is dog-gone cute as anthropomorphic pooch Bruiser, as well as hot UPS man Kyle.

A tip of the wig also to Ilana a la Mode, Madison Avenue, Kami Kamora, RoDick Heffley, Josè Dos Santos, Ellen Vander Missen, DeLuLu De Vant, Justin Sheedy, Sophie Sweany, Tiffany Rae, and CiCi Pasion.

Directed by IDT co-founders Blair St. Clair and April Rosè (who choreographed), stage manager is Natalie Port-Ma’am, with costumes by Alish Forner, makeup by St. Pussifer, wigs by Hair By Blair and sturdy sets by Josh Vander Missen.

While the Queens usually get the attention in these shows, it takes all kinds to make the magic work, and I must note the stellar King performance by Peterson as conniving, cruel creep Callahan.

With its energy, flair, and embrace of all things pink and shiny, this musical meshes perfectly with the Drag Theatre format, providing a wonderful experience all around. Get “Legally Blonde(r)” this Thursday through Sunday, May 15-18, at the District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

‘Lockefield’ showing lots of promise

By John Lyle Belden

We got an early look at a new play, “Lockefield on the Ave,” presented by Black Light Training and Development on March 28-30, 2025, at The District Theatre. The following paragraphs are my response, posted to the PWJW Facebook page to help get the word around during its one-weekend run. Black Light is doing important artistic work with local creatives in contributing to the story of being Black in America, and especially in Indiana.

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This short play by Robert Webster focuses on the Indiana Avenue scene in Indianapolis in the mid-20th century. Percy Davis (Quinton Hayden) has a little bar on the Avenue. It was started by his father Freeman (Gene Tommy Howard) after a moment of good luck, before his fortunes reversed tragically thanks to his former boss – and Klan member – Jack Sucker (Ray Graham). Jack’s bigotry was inherited from his hooded father and Confederate grandfahter, but his son Tom (Clay Mabbitt) doesn’t see things that way and, as an aspiring journalist, goes so far as to attempt to write for the Black-owned Indianapolis Recorder. In what we will realize is a full circle moment, Tom interviews Percy to get an honest perspective on Indianapolis Avenue and the people there.

We get a lot of information on the characters and especially Indy’s Black history, aided by fellow cast members T. J. O’Neil, Sam Hill, and Tamara Taylor. Much of it feels like a sort of staged documentary, but the true story of the Avenue is something we all need to learn or be reminded of, as it has been largely left out of local history.

With tight direction by Eric Washington, this play is like a rough-cut diamond. There is a lot of potential for Webster and Black Light to polish and form with more drama and perhaps a two-act structure to bring together its elements – including plot points like the Davis pocketwatch, publishing the story, and the Sucker family dynamic – into a priceless gem of theatre. What we have so far is like a healthy first course of soul food, making us hungry for more.

Note that to be authentic, the N-word and opinions that thankfully are not so common now are freely expressed, in their proper context. Take comfort that this show ends with a moment of unity.

A big shout-out to Black Light interim artistic director TJ Rowley for giving me and Wendy a sneak-peek at this precious jewel, with our hope of continued success for the company.

Drag ‘Sweeney’ so good it’s a crime

By John Lyle Belden

(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

As we find today’s politicians embracing Victorian-style social mores, Indy Drag Theatre takes its own swipe at the 19th century with its Parody Musical production of “Sweeney Todd,” the penny dreadful-inspired Tony winner by Stephen Sondheim (book by Hugh Wheeler).

As in past Drag Parodies, this company employs appropriate yet over-the-top looks and attitude, while lip-synching to a blended audio track of Broadway and Hollywood (the 2007 Tim Burton film).

In wonderful form are performers Beelzebabe as the titular Demon Barber of Fleet Street; Heather Bea as Mrs. Lovett whose “worst pies in London” suddenly get a lot better; Madison Avenue as aptly melodramatic lost daughter Johanna; Johnee Crash as conniving enforcer Beadle Bamford; Natalie Port-Ma’am as faux-Italian huckster Adolfo Pirelli; Senator Gale Lagations as Tobias Ragg, the boy true to whoever feeds him; and Ilana a la Mode as the mad Beggar Woman. Also featured are Kelsey McDaniel as self-righteous and evil Judge Turpin and Parker Taylor (who could actually sing his parts and was even in a regular production of this musical) as noble lovestruck hero Anthony Hope. The ensemble includes Samoria Mie (who is also the Bird Seller), Abbey Lay, Freddie Fatale, Alicia Brooke, and Kristen N. Peterson (who also cameos as bedlam-keeper Jonas Fogg).

The plot is unchanged: Todd returns to London with a hunger for revenge, and in the process sets up his deadly barber shop to practice with his ultra-sharp razors until the he gets the Judge in his chair. Those dispatched in the process provide the necessary ingredient for partner Lovett’s pies. Meanwhile, Anthony has found Todd’s daughter Johanna locked away (by the Judge, of course) and conspires to free her. There’s also a lot of singing, you get the gist.

While this tale of “man devouring man” has always been served up with a dollop of social commentary, it’s never been done quite like this. Under the direction of Max McCreary, assisted by Kalinda, one point emphasized is that while murder, cannibalism, kidnapping, etc., are just fodder for musical comedy, the “crime” that has us all concerned now in 2025 is the legislative attacks on Drag. Audio cut-ins include the text and debate on anti-drag bills proposed in states nationwide. (The one in Indiana recently failed in committee, but language from “dead bills” can appear in other measures.) Posters on the walls point up how retrograde such attitudes are, connecting the Victorian drama to current events, making the unlikely choice of “Sweeney Todd” for this production strangely perfect.

Messaging aside, the show is spectacular and thoroughly entertaining, with boundless energy and sassy humor.  Kudos to choreographer April Rose, as well as to Alish Forner for costumes, Ciara Myst for makeup, and wigs by Hair By Blair.

If you are wondering about the Barber Chair, typically the silent star of the show – no drag queen is going to let herself be upstaged by furniture. The chair is plain, but the deaths are fabulous with flowing blood-ribbons. There is a nice barber seat in the VIP room, in case you want to upgrade your ticket.

For satire that cuts deep, make your appointment with “Sweeney Todd: A Drag Parody Musical,” Thursday at 7 p.m., Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., and Saturday and Sunday at 2 p.m. at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

IBTC: A dark path, even for ‘royalty’

By Wendy Carson

This is one of four scheduled shows in the Black Solos Fest presented by Indianapolis Black Theatre Company, a program of The District Theatre. Performance information and tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

“We came from Pyramids, to Plantations, to Projects, to Penitentiaries.” This is the journey of the African people that writer/performer Tasha Jones presents to us in her performance, “Daughter of the King.”

The story begins with herself, at seven, learning that family is more than genetics. Her stepfather, known to everyone as “The King,” brings her to the door of her recently-paroled biological father (known in prison as “The Gorilla”). The stepfather tells him that she refuses to listen to anything he says, “because he’s not her REAL father.” Her biological father’s words impart to her his wisdom and understanding of what parenting truly means: “He knows the size of your shoes, and I know how much I have to pay to you each week.” Thus begins her new life as the daughter of The King.

After hearing his stories of the past, and encouraged to research her own history as well as that of her race, she sees the sorrowful path her people have been forced upon. Using poetry as a framework for storytelling, she gives us glimpses into the lives of various characters, both real and imagined, to highlight her narrative.

While there is beauty and grace within each tale, the gritty darkness is always present. We see the justification in refusal to seek medical treatment, the paths of addiction, and the ramifications of societal views of gender and race. We also bear witness to the degradation of lynchings not only through a short list of some of the known names, but with paintings and photographs as well.

As horrific as all of this is, I must mention that the frank discussion of rape and incest, which proves to be from an actual experience, is the most haunting portion of the show. Consider this your trigger warning.

Even with the weight of the subject matter, the show is a true delight to behold. Jones is a consummate entertainer and brings her characters to life deftly.  Director Dr. Leondra Radford has worked to keep the narrative as smooth as possible so that we can concentrate on what really matters. Komoyaka King’s accompanying drumbeats add to the style and sensation of the journey.

Also, the show is timed with a short period at the end for questions and comments, which I feel is quite perceptive given the storyline.

As this posts, there is little time to catch this on the main stage of the District Theatre, 327 Mass. Ave., Indianapolis. However, there are two performances on Sunday, Jan. 26.