TRAVELSTY Triumphs at The Music Box

PHOTO: Courtesy of The Music Box Theater   The summer travel season is fast approaching, and if gas prices are keeping you close to home, you may want to stay local and simply head over to Houston’s reigning musical comedy club, the MUSIC BOX THEATER, where you can enjoy a clever vacation spoof titled, TRAVELSTY. One word of warning though: The night I attended, the room was completely Sold Out so be sure to make reservations in advance.

With the aid of four stools that serve as the front and back seats of a car, our four stars (Cay Taylor, Luke Wrobel, and club founders, Rebekah Dahl & husband, Brad Scarborough) are quickly off on a “virtual road trip” that may ring a bell with audience members who have ever been stuck in a crowded car with a family group on vacation. Funny stuff can happen, and at The Music Box it certainly does. Rebecca warns us up front about the high cost of gasoline saying those prices are now, “…higher than I was in the ’90s!”

With the aid of video postcard projections, the first stop on this cross-country trip is the state of Georgia. Rebecca’s soaring, “Midnight Train to Georgia,” launched the show like a rocket and had solid backup from the gang. Brad followed with a lush, “Georgia on My Mind” that was as dreamy as he is good-looking. Smartly mounted, it rose to dazzling heights with just elegant accompaniment on guitar.

The action moves on to New York where Cay does an amusing turn as a crotchety old woman in a rooming house who is reminiscent of Fruma Sarah in Fiddler on the Roof. Cay and Rebecca join in a fine counterpoint medley of New York/Empire State of Mind with shadowy rose lighting adding to the glow (Tech director, Pat Southard). The band gives a solid performance (music director, Glenn Sharp) as Brad & Luke deliver a thrilling, “Where the Streets Have No Name.” Then it was on to a goofy group of Brooklynites (oh, those accents!) who meet on the Coney Island Boardwalk. They break into a heavenly a cappella version of “Under the Boardwalk” that had the kinds of mouth-made sound effects that made the Mills Brothers famous. Cay returned for a breezy “Anywhere I Hang My Hat is Home,” with the band smartly laying low to keep the spotlight on her fine voice.

(L-R) Luke Wrobel, Cay Taylor, Rebekah Dahl, Brad Scarborough
PHOTO: Courtesy of The Music Box Theater

It’s on to the West Coast as Brad leads a “Hotel California,” featuring some cute comic bits and a well-done touch of strobe light slow-motion. Then the group nicely tips their hats to John Denver with, “Rocky Mountain High” and a rousing “Country Roads” that brought the show to an intermission with plenty of drinks and snacks available at the bar.

Act Two opened with a fine rendition of Duke Ellington’s “Take the ‘A’ Train” from the band, and then it was off to the merry harmonies of “Route 66,” as the cast returned to the stage and our trip lands us in Tennessee. That gave Luke a chance to show his real gifts as a singer/storyteller with his powerful version of, “Graceland.” The silly airplane sketch that followed had hilarious moments with Brad as an impish lad traveling on Obstructed Airways. That led to the hypnotic harmonies of “Leavin’ on a Jet Plane,” from the trio of Cay, Brad & Luke. Rebecca has a knockout with the “Travelin’ Prayer,” and as we arrive in New Orleans, Brad jumps from bass to falsetto in a richly crafted, “House of the Rising Sun.” Luke portrays an affable drunk with a full bladder, as Cay offers a sassy and seductive, “Basin Street Blues.” And don’t miss Luke’s impression of Louis Armstrong. It’s a real winner.

Next stop is San Francisco with another clever skit featuring a mocking Hippie Trippy Trolley Tour with Rebecca as an eco-friendly, sourpuss tour guide who stands for every environmental extreme imaginable. Carol Burnett would have loved playing this part. Luke brings plenty of Tony Bennett mannerisms to the song, “I Left My Heart in San Francisco,” while Brad clowns around with great physical comedy take-offs of Dean Martin, Julio Iglesias, Charlie Chaplin, Mick Jagger, and finally a hilarious gobbling turkey.

With some funny reflections on her hometown, Rebecca takes us next to the city of Detroit as she delivers another thriller with, “Hometown Glory.” With sounds like this, this gal could be on a real cross-country concert tour, but let’s hope we can keep her here in Houston. Of course that would be our last stop as Brad smoothly sang the Dean Martin hit, “Houston,” and then moved right on to a great, “King of the Road.” Luke’s final number, “I Got a Name,” once again displayed his ability to theatrically connect with the audience.

 Now I know we critics are supposed to complain a bit, so here goes. I could have done without the strident and noisy, “Born to Run” number that both opened, and later (in reprise) closed the show. These gifted voices should be protected, and the shrillness of that number struck me as unhealthy for both their vocal chords and my ears. But on a lighter note, the next day was Mother’s Day and I, of course, called my mom in New York. When I told her about our night at a comedy club she asked, “Was it raunchy?” I hadn’t thought about it until then, but I guess that is another thing I like about the Music Box. They are more interested in real humor and great music, and not in trashy cheap gags. When all was said and done, we audience members were still in the club, and we hadn’t really visited any of those cities. But maybe Rebecca was right when she observed in closing, “The journey is more important than the destination.”

TRAVELSTY continues through August 4th at The Music Box Theater, 2623 Colquitt in Houston, Texas, with performances Friday & Saturday nights at 8 pm and Sunday matinees at 2 pm. For tickets & information call 713-522-7722 or visit the website at .

About The People's Critic

David Dow Bentley III, writes columns about the performing arts which are featured in newspapers from the East Coast to the Gulf Coast. A member of the American Theatre Critics Association (ATCA), The International Theatre Critics Association, and America's oldest theatrical club, The Lambs, he also had long service as the editor of The Lambs' Script magazine. Mr. Bentley may be contacted via e-mail at
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