The energy hits you in the face and ears like blasts from a furnace. It starts with the shouted, albeit cheery, greeting from the black leather-clad deejay (Kiana Jackson). She goes on far too long, nearly 15 minutes. At least that’s how it was on.
“We wanted to do something good to honour his fiftieth,” said Jean-Paul Menou, the director of the production now running at the Edna Manley College’s School of Drama. He and I were leaving the Dennis Scott Studio Theatre on Saturday afternoon,.