He starts out as a geeky — probably autistic — teenage genius with awkwardly splayed fingers. He becomes the Nashville Hurricane, a guitar-picking prodigy who is exploited by a slimeball manager, befriended by a black Chicago bluesman, and estranged from his trashy, Harley-Davidson-lovin’ mama.
These four roles are masterfully brought to life by Oregon-based musician/actor Chase Padgett (6 Guitars) in a 75-minute solo show that is simply a stunner. On a bare stage, equipped with only an acoustic guitar, Padgett has the audience hanging on his every note and word. He shifts between colourful characters with expert physicality, interweaving their story strands into a poignant and hilarious show-business saga.
The laughs here are not mere one-liners, but perfectly timed, character-based revelations. The mother’s rant against pedal-steel players and the bluesman’s attempt to explain women to the naive prodigy are priceless. Padgett is frank about the gritty side of musicians’ lives, and his performance of a blazingly soulful blues song is electrifying. To quote a word that recurs in the show: Eureka!
— Alison Mayes