Chicken-fried Chekhov? Russian-style anomie served with strumming guitars and a Nashville twang?

It sounds like a recipe for folly, or maybe fodder for some higher-brow improv troupe. But “Songbird,” a musical adaptation of a certain Chekhov play (yes, the one with a flying critter in its title), proves to be one of the more successful attempts to transpose that Russian dramatist’s major plays to new climes and new times.

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