The story is based on the ideas and dreams of a real life white disc jockey in Memphis (Bryan Fenkart: The man can sing! Dance! Act!) who thinks black music has a wider audience than just among black folks, and the perpetually enthusiastic dreamer sets out to, as they say, follow his passion. That he persists in the antagonistic environment of the 1950s is remarkable.
The threesome male dancers ("Be Black Trio," Alfie Parker, Jr., Jarvis D. McKinley, and Justin Prescott) will make you question what you are seeing: Were those just splits in mid-air or what? (Be careful and avoid locking your eyes on their shimmering costumes or you'll miss spectacular dance steps. As a matter of fact, costumes for the entire production (Paul Tazewell) were correct in every detail. Lots of Fab 50s dresses.)
The scenes change frequently and are nothing special except for the apartment dwelling of Huey (Fenkart) and his mom (who almost steals the show as played by Julie Johnson).
Rating: X (some foul language, but no F-bombs)