(photo credit: Richard Penner)
“That bitter-sweet smell, after the rain… there has to be a word for that.”
by Dave Ross
Petrichor opened last night at the Factory Theatre Mainspace. It is described as “a story of work and land, home and loss and how you can find love hoeing a row of tomatoes.” The story, written by Erin Brandenburg with songs and music by Henry Adam Svec and Andrew Penner, is so beautiful, so touching, and so real. My companion walked out of the theatre and as we waited for the streetcar, he exclaimed to me that while there were flaws in the story he “still LOVED it.”
