It’s been a hot minute or three since the opening notes of a stage production gave me goosebumps and, along with them, that amped-up, euphoric sense that something spectacular was about to unfold in the realms of musical theater.
Such was the case at Tuesday’s opening night of Lucy Moss and Toby Marlow’s “Six,” which begins with a thunder-clap of bone-rattling bass and a series of lightning flashes, each of the six wives of England’s Henry VIII manifesting as a shimmering silhouette.
