If you can make it here....

By here, of course, I mean the New York Magazine Approval Matrix. For those of you out of state it's the kind of place that is traditionally used to announce the arrival of an even better-tasting Ramen, but for today, they've slurped On the Conditions and Possibilities of Hillary Clinton Taking Me as Her Young Lover. It seems that we are low-brow and brilliant, just like Lena Dunham and that crazy Jinx fellow who killed all those people.  Well, I can't say it's not an honour. Though I do have to point out that it's not 'my' show. Not mine singular, anyway. This is the brainchild of me and my co-adaptor and canny director Geoff Pinfield, and of course it is based on a book with a similar, but slightly different title by the mighty Richard Meros. What is clear is that like two-minute noodles drowned in boiled pork bones, we have something that Americans find tasty and are willing to spend far too much money on. So thanks, America, and thanks Sam Trubridge, David Goldthorpe and the brains behind the New Zealand New Performance Festival in New York that brought shows like mine, and several other great ones to La Mama Experimental Theatre basically under their own steam (and with the help of Boosted supporters and a little bit of CNZ, though not for me, and not enough to call this a government sanctioned/encouraged trip.) This is punk, people.