One man, one chair, one record player, one hour and a crate half-full of weathered vinyl: These are the simple yet potent ingredients of Alex Knox's stunning solo show. Through seemingly unconnected detours into his musical obsessions, most notably his fervent love for ’70s rock group Steely Dan, Knox effortlessly weaves a warm and heart-wrenching tale about losing his best boyhood friend. What begins as a love letter to a band expands into a ballad that explores the depths of the human condition. And Knox’s precise, unflinching delivery—coupled with the lyricism and rhythm of Becca Wolff’s direction—keeps the audience rapt from the first needle scratch.—Terri White
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