In the beginning, there was Tommy DeVito, a loudmouthed hustler whose guitar work almost matched his swagger. He brought together Nick Massi, a bass player and singer with a genius for harmony, and Frankie Valli, a kid with one of the best voices for miles around. For a while, it seemed these Jersey Boys were more likely to wind up in Sing Sing than in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. After all, knocking over a jewelry store could bring in more cash than a Newark club date. This was life in Jersey. If you were a guy, you had a certain armor – armor used to protect and promote yourself on the street, armor that helped you survive. Armor comprised of the typical macho props – cars, crimes and curses. The cars and the crimes in Jersey Boys are part of the language of our show. The curse words are part of that language too – not the language you hear in church, or even in most Broadway shows, but the language of the Jersey streets. In an effort to be authentic, and to give you an authentic experience, we not only present the Four Seasons songs as they sounded on the records, we respectfully present the guys themselves as they sounded on the streets, warts and all – language included – so you can understand, in a more meaningful way, who and what they are.