Clayboy

A cabaret in two acts, CLAYBOY is: Raising the curtain and lowering its eyelids. Sacred, monstrous, clinical, confessional. The earnest young devil your mother warned you about. Undeniably Gurlesque. Syntactically fabulous. Like drowning in a brocade ballgown. Intimate and uncanny. Already in your hands, leaking glitter and pool water.