A man used to make shows. A lot of shows. Shows for himself to do. He made them with his friend. The man used to call the shows ghost stories because they were often about dead people. The man’s friend didn’t believe in ghosts, but he knew that lots of people did. He knew the man did. The friend didn’t really care what the man talked about as long as the man was telling the truth. Anyway, the man’s friend died. And so here we are.

A comedy about grief, rage, disappointment, and embarrassment; a drama about an airport parking lot and an absent concierge; and a primer on making your own solo show, Your Show Here is one of the Daniel MacIvor’s most intimate works and the last in a series of solo performances inspired by his creative relationship with Daniel Brooks.