Hair is a form of communication: A mullet or Mohawk speaks volumes about a person. And in the 60s, it was all about the length of ones mane. Letting your hair grow out meant you were breaking with your parents conservative choice of coifs and mores choosing to tune in, drop out, refuse the draft, join any number of burgeoning countercultural movements, or just drop some good ol lysergic acid diethylamide.
When it debuted in 1967, Hair, Americas first tribal love-rock musical, featured nudity, drug use, draft-card burnings, and one of the first racially integrated casts. Its songs became anthems for hippies and long-haired freaky people, and a source of enemy propaganda for staunch members of the status quo. While the productions flower-child aesthetic is dated, its antiwar, peace-loving vibe is not. Let the sun shine in and get down with Aquarius this Tuesday at 8 p.m. when a Hair revival arrives at the Arsht Centers Ziff Ballet Opera House.
Thursdays-Sundays, 8 p.m. Starts: June 2. Continues through June 5, 2011