Back to the Forest

Well, folks, it's time for me to face those 'Midsummer' demons. Here we are, a little more than a year later, and guess what?

I'm doing Puck again. This time, however, it's a thoroughly normal, low-budget, bring-your-own-costume production in a ramshackle black box in Brooklyn.

And there's NO SINGING!

That's no way to overcome my fears!

So what do y'all think? Seeing as how it's low/no-budget, I figure they could use a ukulele interlude at some point in the second act. Anybody opposed to the notion of Puck plunka-plunking a jaunty rendition of "Why Must I Be a Teenager In Love"?