Confessions of a Readhead Coffee Shop Girl

Some shows arrive with a bang; this one feels more like ordering a cappuccino and realizing they forgot the foam. Pleasant, enjoyable in parts, but missing a little polish to make it truly stand out.

The direction was solid, but not particularly adventurous. It kept the story moving, but there weren’t any moments that felt especially inventive or surprising.

Lighting followed the same, functional, but never stepping into the kind of bold choices that could have elevated the mood or deepened the storytelling.

Sound design could definitely use some fine-tuning. There were moments when the music swallowed the actress’s voice, which is a shame, because her singing deserves to be front and center. A few adjustments in the levels would make a world of difference here.

And speaking of music—this is where the show shines. The songs, especially the doctored lyrics, are clever, funny, and highlight the performer’s powerhouse voice. Every time she sings, the energy in the room lifts. It’s clear she has the talent to carry the show, and these musical moments really land.

As for the script, it’s a mixed bag. The storytelling has charm, and there are witty, genuinely funny moments sprinkled throughout. But the animal comparisons felt unnecessary—when the human side of the story is strong enough, layering metaphors on top starts to feel more distracting than meaningful. Overall, the play could benefit from tighter writing and a more defined arc, trimming the excess so the heart of the story shines brighter.

Confessions of a Redhead Coffee Shop Girl has plenty of promise, and its musical numbers prove there’s real talent at work. With some sharper direction, sound adjustments, and a more focused script, this could easily go from a pleasant cup of coffee to a double-shot espresso of a show.