But in a small, moodily lit cabaret, when performed uninterrupted for an audience stacked with Smash partisans and Broadway insiders, something completely unexpected happened: Hit List worked. Sure, the show wasn’t exactly the groundbreaking edgefest Smash kept trying to insist it was — and it also wasn’t the self-referential campfest I was hoping it might be. But as a simple fable about a beautiful, fame-hungry jerk and the talented boy who inexplicably loves her, I could see this thing having legs beyond its three-performances-only run.
Above is a really awesome review of Hit List including praise for Andrew McMahon’s Swim contribution. If you weren’t sure what Hit List was about the above review sums it up nicely. Here’s hoping that they can extend it into a longer run and that Andrew’s songs can continue to be performed on Broadway!