There's more, but here's another choice excerpt:
The scraggly chorus of Elizabethan ''chroniclers,'' wearing Day-Glo tights, performs dance routines that might be ragged run-throughs for a Jordache jeans commercial. They inhabit a balconied set that suggests just how 16th-century England might have looked had cellophane, aluminum foil and Con-Tac paper only been invented back then. The sound-alike ''rock'' songs recall high-school band improvisations, circa 1965. Because of the acoustical feedback, static and rumbles, the lyrics are often garbled. The few that do surface - ''Good guys and bad guys couldn't deny / Marlowe was king of the gadflies'' - make one regret the loss of even a single verse.