The conceit is clever: each performance takes place in a real home, the precise address dispatched only the day before, like a speakeasy or secret society. A password grants entry. There's a frisson to ringing an unfamiliar doorbell in a neighborhood you've selected but don't know, expecting to be welcomed inside. And welcomed you are"by a host (a literal homeowner, not an actor), who hands you a letter ("Congratulat…
