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November 10, 2014

Powerhouse, an electrifying account of the life of the composer Raymond Scott at the New Ohio Theater, kicks off in 1936 with the cast executing a jitterbug while Scott (Erik Lochtefeld) conducts his quintet on radio’s “Your Hit Parade.” From there, the show hurtles forward, sustaining the controlled mad dash of the Warner Bros. Looney Tunes cartoons that adapted Scott’s music. Scott (1908-1994) had eccentric ideas: He believed in telepathy; despite his roots in swing, he discouraged improvisation from his bands; and his lifelong passion for technology led him on a quest to invent the electronium, a machine that could compose and perform music on its own. According to the show — written by Josh Luxenberg with the Sinking Ship Ensemble — he was also a control freak, oblivious, in his one-track ambition, to social cues. Early on, the trumpeter Bunny Berigan (Tyler Bunch) storms out of a recording session, exasperated with Scott’s perfectionism. Later, Scott’s wives — Pearl (a patient, sensible Jessica Frey); the singer Dorothy Collins (Hanley Smith, deftly evolving from ingénue to sturdy professional); and Mitzi (a gracious Clare McNulty) — are tested by his infinite distractibility.

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