Photo by Sara Krulwich

Photo by Sara Krulwich


Three-time Tony Award-nominee Dave Malloy (Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812) begins his residency as Signature’s first musical theatre writer with the world premiere musical Octet, directed by Annie Tippe (Ghost Quartet). Featuring a score for an a cappella chamber choir and an original libretto inspired by internet comment boards, scientific debates, religious texts, and Sufi poetry, Octet explores addiction and nihilism within the messy context of 21st century technology.  



Critic’s Pick: Dave Malloy’s “Octet,” the sublime a cappella chamber opera that opened on Sunday at the Pershing Square Signature Center, is a portrait in song of perhaps the greatest David and Goliath struggle of our time . . . The only instrument heard during the 100-minute production, supplely and imaginatively directed by Annie Tippe, is a pitch pipe. And every time one appears from a performer’s pocket, you brace yourself for a new adventure . . . (No choreographer is credited, but these numbers are staged with wild and witty precision.) . . . There are several hymns in the show, filled with lush lyricism, about the quest for purity in a world of contaminants. The one that concludes the performance is so ravishing, so seemingly affirmative that you leave the theater thinking you have witnessed an undeniable victory of collaborative, creative humanity over runaway technology.
— Ben Brantley, The NY Times
Under Annie Tippe’s agile, imaginative direction — which darts vividly in and out of the reality of the church basement — every one of the show’s actors is balancing a full, many-shaded character with a masterful musical performance, both as a soloist and within the goose-bump-inducing vocal blend of the ensemble.
— Sara Holdren, Vulture, NY Magazine
5/5 Stars: Under Annie Tippe’s taut direction, all eight bits of Octet’s byte-size cast perform Malloy’s challenging compositions with exceptional skill . . . As Broadway shows increasingly rely on massive spectacle, Octet proves that well-polished pieces of eight are enough.
— Adam Feldman, Time Out NY