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My roommate is the accompanist for a musical written and performed by members of pH Productions called Rubbed: The Musical! It opened the other week, which led to maybe the greatest review I've ever seen in the Reader:

At its paltry best, this 50-minute mini-musical is as dead-end as the fast-food job of its loser hero. But then it lurches into a half-baked plot about a bong-trapped genie who grants the slacker slob--and would-be pot dealer--three wishes that presumably teach him to forge his own happiness. Whatever measly truths the folks at pH Productions hoped to share succumb to clumsy blocking, amateurish acting, uninspired tunes, lame lyrics, and subpar singing. Seriously, there are enough notes missed here for a second musical.

Rubbed: The Musical!, um, plays Wednesdays at 8 at Stage Left and Saturdays at 7:30 at Donny's Skybox.