
Mueller has a significant level of sophistication in what he is writing and there is a heart amongst the witty quips.


Erindale was alive tonight with Philo's opening of 42nd Street. The froth and bubble of Broadway is generous if not really enlightening, and the cast delivered a fine performance of a quaint old musical.

He plays watching the picture. His hands glide over the piano magically escorting all picture movement. The music is not vaudeville-like although it is simple.

In plain black t-shirt and pants, a microphone in his right hand, it’s cord wrapped several times around a veined fist. He speaks quickly. Real quick. Sliding in references to his history, his youth, his bands, his friends, punk rock, pop culture, politics.


Berkoff in Two Acts presented us with the short one-man piece Dog, followed by the two-hander Lunch.