I can’t believe I left this out, but this review in Village Voice brought it back—
“... spastic twentysomethings playing really spastic teenagers who inadvertently spit a great deal more onstage than I have to imagine Duncan ever did. (The lead actor in this thing is a one-man car wash.)”
The lead guy in Spring Awakening was seriously of the spray-it-don’t-say-it camp. The front row should be advised to come in raincoats with plastic tarps… like a Gallagher show.
Just so there’s some new material in here, I alert you to a website that sounds like the premise from a lazy sketch show: HouseofCanes.com