Review of the Sunday, March 29, 2026 matinee performance at New York City Center - Main Stage. Starring Jasmine Amy Rogers, Jordan Donica, Adrienne Warren, Tonya Pinkins, Jelani Alladin, Wesley J. Barnes, Joseph A. Byrd, Claybourne Elder, KJ Hippensteel, Andrew Kober, Lesli Margherita, Evan Tyrone Martin, Betsy Morgan, Meghan Murphy and Maya Rowe. Music and lyrics by Michael John LaChiusa. Book by Michael John LaChiusa and George C. Wolfe. Based on the poem by Joseph Moncure March. Orchestrations by Bruce Coughlin. Scenic design by Arnel Sancianco. Costume design by Linda Cho. Lighting design by Justin Townsend. Sound design by Alex Neumann. Choreography by Katie Spelman. Direction by Lili-Anne Brown. 2 hours with no intermission. This was the production's final performance.
"How's about a wild party?" snarls Burrs, a black-face vaudevillian with an even blacker heart. And damn, did City Center's Encores! deliver one hell of a Wild Party. As March's poem - and Michael John LaChiusa's brilliant and woefully underrated musical - promises, there's enough gin, skin and sin and this thrilling production to ignite every single one of your senses and then some. Having seen (and adored) the original Broadway production, I'll admit a certain amount of skepticism as to how this take would measure up. I'm a little surprised but pleased to say that I found this to be the superior of the two.
With LaChiusa's red hot jazz score thrives with a jarring pulse played by the Encores Orchestra under the baton of Daryl Waters. The book, by LaChiusa and George C. Wolfe is as sinister and sexy as always, but now with a somewhat more dangerous vitality, it comes to life under the very tight, tense and claustrophobic direction of Lili-Anne Brown. An acclaimed regional director, Brown makes her New York debut with this show. What a debut! Like the poem upon which the show is based, her direction provides an ever-evolving living tableau of a microcosm of the American Jazz Age, and its decadence, excess and too little too late regret. There is much to look at in the sharply focused main action of each scene, while what is going on in the background offers a feast for those looking for more depth. Choreographer Katie Spelman adds both to the staging and controlled chaos of the era with sharp dance numbers and movements that facilitate a deeper understanding of the subtext. There's a lot going on here, most of it the uglier side of humanity, and it is nearly impossible not to get swept up in it all.
The design team perfectly captures, in visual terms, the themes of the source material, the commentary of the book and lyrics, and the concept of this presentation. All of the elements are impressive, but for me the biggest stand out is Justin Townsend's smoldering lighting, as impressive for what it shows us as for what it hides. What goes on in the shadows he creates are as illuminating as those bathed in harsh, theatrical beams of light. Then there are the stunning costumes by acclaimed designer Linda Cho, who allows us to merely glance at this rogues gallery and know quite a bit about who these people really are. It should be noted, too, that the costume design is just as effective when each character strips down to varying degrees. Kudos, too, to the hair and wig design by Tom Watson.In short, they are brilliant. Finally, there is the unit set by Arnel Sancianco, a blazing red apartment with every room on view simultaneously, compact and flexible with many doors that allow the place to morph into different playing spaces, and yet, one cannot escape the feeling that we are watching increasingly broken, angry animals in a cage, each vying for places to be seen and places to hide.


The cast of 15 is uniformly superb, each bringing their considerable talents to create characters that are equal parts broad stereotypes and keenly specific studies of humanity in a world of excess and self-indulgence. Sound familiar? The company provides a cross-section of society that runs the racial, gender and economic gamut. Each has a desire, and each has something to hide. As budding Broadway producers in over their heads and struggling with their Jewish-ness, KJ Hippensteel and Andrew Kober play the unwitting rubes to a room full of vultures with a crazy lack of irony (a good thing, as they seem as surprised at how things turn out as we are as sure of it from the moment they enter.) Then there's the former chorine Mae who gave it all up to be the blonde trophy girl of the boxing champ, played to the hilt by the always wonderful Lesli Margherita, who almost breaks your heart when she realizes she made a huge mistake. With her is the aforementioned boxing champ, a slab of arrogant meat played by Evan Tyrone Martin, who matches Margherita jab for metaphorical jab. Maya Rowe completes this trio as the youthful Nadine, Mae's sister nearly blinded by her dreams of the lights of Broadway. What happens to this character is troubling at best, and Miss Rowe handles her steady decline with an alarming dexterity.
On the sexual spectrum, we have lesbian stripper Miss Madelaine True (a robust and frank Meghan Murphy) and her sidekick/lover Sally, played by Betsy Morgan, who, in a mostly silent role, astonished with her unbelievable limberness - she makes Gumby seem stiff. (She also delivers the best exit line in 21st century musical theater!) Self-described as "ambi-sex-trous," there's Jackie, a guy who thrives in society as a people pleaser and clinger. He likes anything and anyone he can get his hands on. At first funny and charming, Claybourne Elder oozes and schmoozes with an endearing quality that takes increasingly darker turns as booze and coke begin to take their toll. His is ultimately a terrifying journey. Even by today's standards the incestuous relationship on full display is a shocking one, as Wesley J. Barnes and Joseph Anthony Byrd take on the roles of the Brothers D'Armano. The thin veneer of their four hands piano-playing act becomes even thinner as they are unafraid to display their affections - and frightening jealousies - in front of the other guests.
Original Broadway cast member Tonya Pinkins is back, this time as aging, but still glorious Delores Montoya, a woman who has been there, done that and holds all of her knowledge close to the vest, ready for one more shot at the spotlight. Like the true diva she is, both Delores and Ms. Pinkins know how to command a stage just by standing there. Every moment she is there is to be savored, and the audience lapped it up like cream. Brava!
As Queenie's best friend. Kate, with razor sharp claws (think Mame and Vera, only uber-vicious) Adrienne Warren is a dazzling presence, a singer/dancer/actress of a caliber that is rarely seen. What a thrill to see her grow yet again. Kate brings with her a hot man, a "moocher," to purposely stir up trouble. His name is an enigma - Black - and he is played with a suavity and cool detachment by Jelani Alladin. He's pretty amazing, and completely the opposite of his most famous role to date (Kristoff in Frozen). This kind of range bodes well, and I am already looking forward to whatever he does next! Of note, his sensuous duet with Rogers, "People Like Us," is a highlight of the evening.
As much as The Wild Party is a true ensemble piece, the success of it all surely rests on the performances of Queenie and Burrs, a co-dependent pair of nearly spent vaudevillians - she's a dancer, he's a black-face clown. This production has found the perfect pair in Jasmine Amy Rogers and Jordan Donica. Their palpable chemistry is all the more mesmerizing as they spar and abuse each other to the point of mutual destruction. Donica is violent and vicious as described, and downright scary as he writhes and seethes, literally spitting out his anger pain. And, Ms. Rogers is everything I've read about her and so much more. The role fits her like a glove, and her presence is like that of only Broadway's most famous divas. For my money, they are giving the leading performances of the season. All four of these main performers - Rogers, Donica, Warren and Alladin - give me great hope for the future of Broadway.
This is the best Encores! production I think I've seen, which is really saying something given their success with such challenging shows as Titanic, The Light in the Piazza and The Most Happy Fella. This is one party I am so glad I didn't miss.
📸: J. Marcus
















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