Finally got over to see "Souvenir: A Fantasia on the Life of Florence Foster Jenkins" last night at the Lyric Stage. It was funnier than I suspected when I profiled star Leigh Barrett for the Globe last month. Jenkins was the oblivious William Hung of her day, her love for music mercifully deafening her to the sound of her own voice. When Barrett opens her mouth, the sounds that come out are so ghastly that everyone starts laughing, and cringing, immediately. A pretty neat trick for an accomplished veteran of the musical stage. But playwright Stephen Temperley has smartly built the piece around accompanist Cosme McMoon, played by Will McGarrahan. His transformation from appalled opportunist to Jenkins' protector becomes the audience's vehicle for experiencing the story. He brings us around to the poignance of Jenkins' folly, if folly is what it was. His own journey from frustrated young artist to reconciled man is a big part of that, although here Temperley has taken liberties with the facts, I think; in reality, McMoon was a nom de Jenkins for a skilled and successful pianist of the day. Jenkins herself, bless her heart, changes comparatively little - you wouldn't want her to, anyway. This is a wonderful two-handed piece and runs through the 17th.