Brother Love’s Good-Time Gospel Hour, Lester W. Productions. Fringe 2026. Photo by Nick Olson
Brother Love’s Good Time Gospel Hour (Stage 20, Mile Zero Dance Stage)
By Fawnda Mithrush
Playwright and frontman Noam Osband leads his congregation through an evangelical hot mess and singalong hour — we say ‘hot’ here because of the persistent metaphor for spiritual thirst as sexual desire, not because the show is on fire.
The songs are catchy and Brother Love lets his distaste (or attraction) for society’s hyper-sexed obsessions to permeate the songbook. Once you bind the penetration angle with religion, the innuendos come easy: The trinity as a gangbang, only god can fill your spiritual hole, Jesus is a power bottom — you get the shrift.
A mid-week afternoon house may not be quite enough pints in to appreciate the fevered silliness and intentionally overwrought puns, but any Fringer could acknowledge Osband’s comparison to Timothee Chalamet as Satan as fitting. I mean, he’s just too good looking, right?
