The playwright imagines a ragtime encounter between Calamity Jane, who is the madam of a brothel, and Scott Joplin at the turn of the 19th century. A theatrical poem which invokes love in all its incarnations, the power of women, motherhood and music, and the small and large compromises of the body.

« THE COMPOSER : you see | i think about these things | every day | about black music | and white music | and pure music | and mercantile music | you know there's | a religious notion of the soul | the spirit which endures | there's also a secular notion | oh both secular and sacred | art which endures | and it's not the notion of a | personal soul that gloriously | survives the humble body | but the notion of a common soul »