Months ago, I spent time poking through newspaper archives to see what had happened on my birthday in Connecticut in years past. I started with my precise date of birth, and found a fantastic article.
You can access a clipping here (click the “down” arrow to read the full article), but the lede in Malcolm Johnson’s article in the Hartford Courant is all you really need:
“It’s… different,” said the woman, hesitantly, but incisively, when asked her opinion of “Mark Twain — The Musical!” during intermission of a near-disastrous opening night at the Hartford State Armory."
I’ve yet to seek additional information, and forgot to post this on my actual birthday, but it’s a perfect intersection of features designed to delight precisely me.