A review of “Yes? No? Maybe So?” at Whitefire Theatre Solofest 2021
At last, a musical comedy about consent, control and how one woman’s struggle to define her own place in her world, which is reflective of us all.
“Yes? No? Maybe So?” is an actual personification of realizing exactly what has been sorely missing all along in one’s life. Indeed, I didn’t know how much I needed this show, until I watched it.
After a weird visit with a neurologist, Catherine activates her personal, and inner, “Professor Outrage.” He’s a Freud-like character who takes her on a tour of her own missteps, bad choices, frayed boundaries, utter miscalculations, unresolved issues and self-injurious projections. All framed and calculated to remind Catherine of her own value, her habit of taking all blame on herself, and the fact that she needs to find her voice, take her power and be the Catherine she was born to be.
Catherine, who is a rather sublime percussionist, songwriter and comic actor, has created an unmissable, unrelenting and truly hilarious musical extravaganza.
Complete with artful scenic backgrounds, a myriad of characters from her life and her head and a truly resplendent ability to write hilarious and poignant lyrics set to classical music and golden oldies.
Music is all about the most awkward and miserable moments in her life, for our edification, entertainment and, most importantly I think, our own deep need to give ourselves a break already.
The rest of all this talent is a brilliant solo show. Catherine takes her angst, her courage and her extremely relatable and nuanced storytelling skills and positively charms us.
It’s a big show, in the sense that there is an awful lot in it. It’s a dissertation of a solo show, but as full as it is, it seems to speed by. Catherine packs every second with story, anecdote, and humor. She is warm and real and charismatic. Her physical comedic skills are only equaled by her unique body beating percussion and howlingly funny songs.
So I loved it. How could anyone not love it? Or Catherine. She is achingly clever and goofy and soulful.
I’m only sorry I couldn’t see the show in person, so I could tell her how wonderful she is. Let us hope we will all have a chance very, very soon to get off the couch and into a theatre. I’m having repeated dreams about opening the glass front door of the Whitefire Theatre, greeted by the sweet faces of Bryan and Jessica and Neda and Brandon, sitting in my favorite seat, in my favorite theatre, and watching something wonderful. Let’s hope it’s a premonition…