The Marsh in the city is titled: All My Children. (Not to be confused with the Arthur Miller play of the same name.) I had the fun of seeing an early draft of this work last year when I spent a week on Orcas Island, WA with Matt and Rebecca Stockley studying improv . . . as their student.
Matt introduced me to some amazing improv games that have given my own teaching an infusion. Break a leg, Matt. This is actor's well-wishing, for those who may think it rude.
PS: on Wednesday morning . . . the show was dazzling/fast/funny/heartbreaking/bizarre . . . a lifetime in 90 minutes. Matt is the consummate monologist. We were lucky to have this show at the Marsh. I hope they bring him back for a long run. Well done, Matt.