This March, as transgender rights are under attack by conservatives on every front, there was a new girl in town, taking names and kicking ass—Hedwig.
Iron Crow, the premier Queer theatre on the Eastern Seaboard, in partnership with the M&T Bank Exchange, mounted an electrifying production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and for one weekend, we were all transported to the glam, punk, rockin’ world of who just might be the most interesting drag character ever.
Little Hansel was born in what was then East Berlin in the early 1960s. His American soldier father had abandoned them after he was born, so it was just Hansel, a ‘slip of a girlyboy,’ and his mom.
His single mother was not the warmest of people so he fended for himself by creating fantasies, one of which involved sticking his head in the oven. That one kinda confused me, but it gets much deeper. As he grew and discovered his sexuality, he met—you guessed it—an American soldier and began his first big love affair.
The soldier, Luther, tells Hansel he can get him out of East Berlin, but he’ll have to have a ‘sex change operation’ and become a woman. His mother gives him her name and passport and arranges for his sex reassignment surgery. The surgery goes horribly wrong (hence the Angry Inch), but Hedwig and Luther marry, leave East Berlin for the USA, and start life in Kansas.
In true opera form, Luther abandons Hedwig on their first anniversary. In order to survive, Hedwig forms a rock band, calls it The Angry Inch, and begins a career as a glam rock drag queen. After that, the story gets really weird but fascinating. Bearing witness to the various characters who comprise the reality that Hedwig lives, audiences are treated to some headbanging glam rock tunes, some tender ballads, and a megadose of angst and insights into the psyche that is Hedwig.