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Berlin Waltz is a masterful blend of musical storytelling that left echoes in my head and heart for hours after I left the Cultch. I wandered around Vancouver, feeling Weltschmerz (literally ‘world pain’—you even learn some German in the show), pondering the invisible walls within my mind and seeing the outside world with different, more wistful eyes until I entered my next show to be transformed again and again.

Not only did this piece give me some insight into Berlin’s amazing history and the “admirable theory and questionable practice of socialism,” but it also made me want to travel. And...

I had no idea what I was going to see when I walked into this show.  I thought this show was going to be about a bunch of dancing girls or some Moulin Rouge type story that may be nothing more than scantily clad girls.  I was totally wrong and as punishment, this performance kicked me in the gut, smacked me upside my head, made fun of my life, and then drop kicked my ass into reality.  I was shocked to get a short history lesson on a part of the 20th century that I had no idea existed.

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