THE BIG GUNS: or Whose Little Lily Is She?

With songs and smoking six-shooters, we're here to tell the adventures and misadventures of two cattle barons and, most especially, of a beautiful young lady in search of … well, not the usual kind of gold in them thar hills. Is this a musical? Nope. But somewhat like Cat Ballou, Paint Your Wagon and a lot of John Ford westerns, it has words and music that made their way west—songs like "Shenandoah," "Oh My Darling, Clementine," and "Sweet Betsy From Pike." And what's a rousing, sometimes rowdy western without a long-legged, curvaceous but vestal saloon gal? A saucy little filly known as Lily—with a more-than-middling singing voice to boot. A comic valentine to the cowboy and cowgirl heroes of bygone screen, radio and television—Gene, Roy, Hoppy, Coop, The Duke—with a tip of the Stetson to Calamity, Annie O, Belle Star and Cat Ballou. A story of the Old West, but a different sort of a story. A tale with a twist. A rootin', tootin', six-shootin' wing-ding of a western.

One Simple Set—A radio station—made up mostly of drapes, a control booth (if desired), mikes, and sound effects equipment.

Less Wardrobe—no changes of wardrobe are necessary.

Less Staging—actors simply stand at mikes most of the time.

Less Rehearsal—actors don't memorize lines—they just read them.

Fewer Cast Members—one actor plays many parts.

No Props—only scripts.