Mount Revere is like a chalk drawing, like a Mary Poppins bit of magic -- the Iowa Goatsinger pulling through and out into the mirrored streets of Mount Vernon.
And bringing behind, like the Pied Piper: a pair of lovely spaniels equipped with their own lovely family; two quiet young men born with guitars in their hands; a pair of pretty blondes -- two tight friends; a bird who turned into a poet; a willowy lady with a side ponytail; a big-hearted bearded young man with a salty word already busting forth.
Out of the chalk drawings of Mount Revere and into the town of Mount Vernon and straight here, to this theater, the Goatsinger brings them to you.
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