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Highly entertaining ‘Whorehouse’ production opens Signature season

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Sherri L. Edelen, left, as Miss Mona with cast members Amy McWilliams, Nora Palka, Jamie Eacker and Nadia Harika. (Photo by Christopher Mueller; courtesy Signature)

‘The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas’
Signature Theatre
4200 Campbell Avenue
Arlington, Va.
Through Oct. 7
$40-$80; $30; rush tickets available

It takes a combination of exceptionally good source material and competent theatrical savvy to infuse a work from the late ‘70s with a fresh and timely feel, but that’s just what Signature Theatre has done with its current production, a mostly solid and highly entertaining adaptation of “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas” with which it’s opening its 23rd season.

With its focus on sexual hypocrisy, political treachery and media sensationalism, the plot could have been ripped from today’s headlines. Instead, it’s based on a real piece of Texas history — the closing of the infamous Chicken Ranch in La Grange, Texas in 1973. The musical moves the action to the fictional town of Gilbert in 1978. The Chicken Ranch is run by the wily and earthy Miss Mona (Sherri L. Edelen). Working closely with the tough-talking Sheriff Earl Dodd and maintaining a strict set of rules, Miss Mona creates a refuge for her “ladies” and a pleasant atmosphere for her guests.

Unfortunately, the house is discovered by Melvin P. Thorpe, a seedy, self-styled, self-serving media watchdog who decides that the house must be closed down. State and local politicians try to ignore the furor, but Thorpe stages a raid just as the fabled Aggies football team arrives to celebrate their big victory. The oily Governor forces the Sheriff to shut down the Chicken Ranch and Miss Mona and her girls are forced to leave what has become their home and safe haven.

The musical features a tight book by Larry L. King (the D.C.-based author, not the CNN newsman) and Peter Masterson that is folksy without ever being cloying, and music and lyrics by Carol Hall. Hall’s score is an effective blend of rousing production numbers and intimate country ballads and her clever lyrics are playful and witty without ever being too explicit. After all, as Miss Mona says with a wicked twinkle in her eye, “There’s nothing dirty going on.” In fact, the show, which was rather controversial when it opened (newspapers refused to run ads for the production and CBS heavily censored “The Aggie Song” during the Tony broadcast), seems almost tame today.

The vibrant Edelen effortlessly leads a strong cast through a complex combination of broad satire, astute social commentary and the moving details of lives torn apart by cruelty, cowardice and political opportunism. She’s got a powerful voice, a wry smile and delicious comic timing along with a sure hand with the heart-felt book scenes and when the time finally comes, solid two-step abilities. Nova Y. Payton rocks the house as Mona’s assistant, Jewel. Their duet “No Lies” is bound to be a highlight of the theater season. Other strong performances are turned in by Thomas Adrian Simpson as the Sheriff, Dan Manning as the slick-tongued and nimble-footed Governor and Christopher Bloch as Melvin P. Thorpe, an amusingly sleazy blend of Geraldo Rivera and Jerry Falwell.

There are, unfortunately, a few missteps in the production. The offstage band is small but way too loud and bass heavy. The opening number is flat with static staging and boring distracting projections. Overall, the design work is uneven. For example, the red and black lingerie pieces for the girls don’t fit the ambience at the Chicken Ranch and the boys don’t even bother to dress up for their big night at the whorehouse.

The most serious flaw in the production, however, is the staging of many of the lovely ballads. Just when the show needs some breathing room and just when the characters have something important to share, the numbers are loud, rushed and poorly lit.

Overall though, the production — helmed by Eric Schaeffer (Signature’s artistic director) — is redeemed with its outstanding ensemble. The talented team creates sharply individualized characters, especially Madeline Botteri as Shy (her finely wrought performance highlights how the show thoughtfully addresses the realities of prostitution). They flawlessly execute Karma Camp’s delightful choreography. Her high-stepping dance routines are exhilarating, especially the ladies’ thrilling kick line that caps off “A Lil’ Ole Bitty Pissant Country Place,” the toe-tapping shenanigans of “Texas Has a Whorehouse In It” and “The Sidestep.” There’s also incredible athletic artistry in “The Aggie Song,” where the boys change out of their football uniforms and lustily prepare for their night with the ladies.

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PHOTOS: Vitamin C at JR.’s

Live drag show follows ‘Drag Race All Stars’ viewing party

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Brooke N Hymen performs at JR.'s at the Vitamin C drag show on Friday. (Washington Blade photo by Landon Shackelford)

JR.’s Bar held a “RuPaul’s Drag Race: All Stars” watch party followed by a live drag show on Friday, July 17. The Vitamin C weekly drag show was hosted by Citrine with performers Brooke N Hyman and Rosie Beret.

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LGBTQ celebration held at convention center

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A scene from the 2026 Rehoboth Beach Pride Festival. (Washington Blade photo by Daniel Truitt)

The 2026 Rehoboth Beach Pride Festival was held at the Rehoboth Beach Convention Center on Saturday, July 18.

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Liza’s book a tale that’s better than most celebrity memoirs

‘Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!’ dishes on marriages, heartbreak

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‘Kids, Wait Till You Hear This! My Memoir’
By Liza Minnelli, as told to Michael Feinstein
c.2026, Grand Central
$36/ 421 pages

Twenty feet In front of you, and you can’t see a thing.

Even the closest faces are in shadow – lit, but not quite enough for you to see for sure what the people there are thinking. Still, you can hear them, their gasps, their laughter, and applause. Such is life, on-stage. Now read “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This! My Memoir” by Liza Minnelli, as told to Michael Feinstein, and read about it beyond the spotlight.

Almost from the moment she was born, Liza Minnelli was famous.

It was inevitable: her mother was Judy Garland. Her father was director Vincente Minnelli. Her godparents were Hollywood glitterati, her neighbors were famous, her playmates would be famous someday, too.

But her life wasn’t all starlight and happiness.

She made her stage debut as a toddler. She became her “mother’s caretaker” at age 13.

At 16, she had a growing career of her own – one that her mother tried to stop. But, she says, “In her own way, Mama was wonderful to me. Try understanding – she was my mother, not a movie star…. I knew her as the person who loved me and always would.”

At 19, Minnelli was working, happy, and madly in love with the man who’d become her first husband, and life was wonderful – until she came home one day to find him in their bed with another man. Before they were divorced, she lost her beloved mother, and became “engaged” to two other men simultaneously, neither of which made it to the altar with her.

She married her second husband, the son of one of her mother’s former co-stars, in 1974 but her love affairs and addictions led to a second divorce.

Her third husband was a stage manager.

She doesn’t have much good to say about her fourth, and last, husband.

Overall, she says, “You gotta play the comedy for all it’s worth and leave ‘em laughing. Even when your heart is breaking.”

Are you expecting bluntness, sass, or attitude here? Good, because that’s what you get inside “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!” It’s strong on honesty and don’t-give-a-flip. It’s wonderfully edited, so it moves fast. It’s eye-opening and funny and a pleasant surprise for a first, and only (so far), memoir.

Even better, author Liza Minnelli (with best friend, Michael Feinstein) is really quite candid and nicely gossipy, starting from the beginning. There are some Hollywood folks, in fact, who are feeling edgy because of what’s inside this book and the secrets spilled. Minnelli and Feinstein seemed to have fun telling her story, and they comfortably lure readers in.

That’s not to say that it’s all a cabaret. Minnelli tells about her addictions and recoveries, her marriages and why she wed two gay men, and the losses she endured, including miscarriages, deaths, and broken relationships. The bad balances well with the good for a tale that’s several notches above most celebrity memoirs. “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!” is, in fact, a real joy to read, a genuine bright spot.

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