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The Macbeths were blessed with a bonny wee maid But Mummy and Daddy were rather dismayed In this world a girl has less chance than a boy -Unless you’re a garcon you can’t be le Roi… ...and so little Macbeth was brought up as a man, and her childhood sweetheart was forced to dress as a woman in order to marry her. The witches struggle with complex identity issues, Ross aches to acclaim Macbeth king in place of Duncan, who is boring, old and rude, and the mournful Banquo is tormented by a constant sense of doom, by the grey-green half-light of a future that seems only to reach him from beyond a guillotine that he approaches with every step. Macbeth thinks this is just something Banquo says |
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to get the girls. A murder mystery of tragic and uplifting proportions, with a fairy godmother, a magic cat, and a songs, songs, songs.
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