The Big Voice: God or Merman is a wonderfully moving show, with some real belly laughs in its intriguing book by Jim Brochu. (You can bet I'm spelling these names wrong.) Jim and the show's songwriter, Steve Schachlan, are also the show's performers, and it's a true story - about their lives. Now, there's an added kick to seeing the actual people portraying their actual story, but the audience is called upon to suspend more disbelief than usual, as they're both gray-haired middle-agers and the central question is a young person's existentialist: "What should I do with my life?" And Jim and Steve are not young. Nor is Jim Ethel Merman, although he's more convincing as La Merm than Steve is as anything other than his present-tense self.
So, one has to be more impressed with Jim, who not only plays a variety of well fleshed-out characters, he's written a libretto that keeps things rolling along at a good pace. At its worst, The Big Voice is familiar: Steve sings about being a gay young man in a Baptist Arkansas family "In the Closet" and you think you've heard the same song a million times before. At its best, the way an appreciation of Merman leads to an answer to that existential query is cathartic and affirming in the best sense of the word. I really had a great time at The Big Voice, although I can't imagine appreciating it on record.
These days, there are so many shows that people love on records but never see. It's led me to believe that having a good recording of one's show isn't just one thing, it's the ONLY thing. But something's rotten in the state of musicals: A show can be terrific due to its book (rather than its score) and then, where is it? The Big Voice is at the Belt Theatre (a trippy place) on 37th, just east of Ninth.