CD following up Dandenong performance

I thought this was gonna be cheesy and forgettable! Why did nobody tell me that it was the twentieth century's premiere dramatization of the Christ legend--the vacillating Pilate, the wounded Judas, the Mary Magdalene who dares to dream that she may be worth something in this world after all, that the reconciliation between the trauma she's experienced and the self-reliance she's learned walking the streets may be that she can be a pillar of strength for this beautiful, special man (it made me think of the girl I've been seeing, who is a children's ICU nurse, and how sometimes it's the strongest people who most need support and rest because of the extreme situations they get into as part of helping their fellow man, because they're strong. I'm not comparing myself to Mary Magdalene, but I understood that feeling). The tiny voice inside saintly Jesus that says it's not fair and makes him human, the implied tyrant God. My friends put it on tonight, and after JC was crucified he came on and danced on the bar while Judas led the crowd in some soul-power-star-time wearing a white leisure suit. This is no joke; it's serious art. ( )