The non-binary son of God tries to convince their dad to use their pronouns.
Which God? They aren’t sure. He was an absent father.
Heads up: this show uses rock and roll music and power points to blow your mind.
For ages 18+
Interested in a not-necessarily-romantic way to connect over art? Select the Blind Date ticket at checkout and Cannonball will pair you with another audience member for a pre- and post-show experience. Blind Date is only available for this show on Wed, Sep 7, 2022 10:00 PM. Check out https://www.cannonballfestival.org/blinddate for more information.
This show is presented as part of Cannonball Festival, Philly’s artist-centered performance hub, packing in 65+ full length shows and 300 performances in two nearby venues. Discover risk-taking theater, dance, circus, music, and comedy alongside a vibrant garden bar with a free nightly cabaret, pop-up events, workshops, artist talkbacks, and more. September 1–30 at the Maas Building (1320 N 5th St) and Icebox Project Space (1400 N American St). Learn more at cannonballfestival.org.
Health & Safety
Proof of vaccination is required to attend this event, and masks must be worn for the duration of the performance. Audience members will be asked to show proof of vaccination before entering the venue. Both digital and physical proof of vaccination are accepted. Please plan accordingly.
This performance contains brief graphic language, alcohol, and drug use.
Performer/writer/son of god: John Miller Giltner
Director: Gabey Walburn
Not Credited: God
About the Artist
John Miller Giltner (they/them) is a stupid idiot and devising clown comedian who knows the exact amount of unprofessionalism the professional world needs. Performing comedy all across the United States, their work seeks to sow positive chaos, inviting audiences into a discombobulated world that shines light on our inner misfits. In John Miller’s work, community, family, and sick jokes take center stage. Joy and fun are stage left. Stage right is a whole space for you to find you and also contains a lot of John Miller’s angst. And backstage, a big warm hug.