Past Productions

Think back to the time when women were just entering the workforce in large numbers, armed with shoulder pads, perms and pant suits, hopes and expectations. 9 to 5 is a tale of three such women.

The story is set in a small sewing factory in East Los Angeles, owned by a 34-year-old undocumented immigrant in danger of losing her sewing equipment, as she struggles to make the payments and avoid deportation.

While Lost Highway gives you the exhilarating feeling of Hank in a particular place on a particular night, by the end of the show you’ll have taken a profound emotional journey.

After the success of her New Year’s Jazztacular, Barbara returns to 6th Street Playhouse! And this time, she’s sliding down your chimney with a sackful of holiday tunes and unbelievable showbiz tales – for a one-of-a-kind Christmas cabaret: ‘Tis the Season to Be Barbara!

When we last left Ebenezer Scrooge, the grumpy old miser had become a loving, generous, kind human being with the aid of four ghosts who visited him one Christmas Eve, each teaching him valuable lessons.

An eloquent requiem not only for the idealism of one generation but also for the evanescence of youth itself. Revelatory and exuberant, this American tribal-love rock musical provides a vivid, affectionate look at the flower children of the ’60s.

Vincent’s brother Theo enters with a case of many letters the two had exchanged for years. Vincent, at age 37, has just died. Rumors are running rampant—he’s destitute, a madman, a patron of prostitutes, an artist of trifling talent!

Picture this: You’re barely making it as an Elvis impersonator in a run-down dive. You splurge on a pizza, your rent check bounces, again, and your wife’s pissed. Then she announces, “I’m pregnant!”

With its blend of Agatha Christie-like intrigue, vaudeville, slapstick and two terribly talented actors—not to mention a piano, this noir-ish tale delivers a ridiculously fun farce.

Remember the outfit that made your mother cringe? The chronic conundrum of ‘nothing to wear!’ The perennial ‘It’ll fit as soon as I lose 10 pounds’ chant? The endless joy that perfect black turtleneck can bring?