"The Leafies have been described as “Broadway on Acid,” which is apt but a bit reductive considering their performances are meticulously planned, intentional in their thematic explorations, and, musically, very tight. Viewers feel as if there’s some point to the madness and the spectacle [...] the goal [...] is to lead an audience through an entertaining experience that’s unifying, musically interesting, and unpredictable."
"The Leafies are one part vaudeville, one part fireside chat, and one part punk show — with everything in between. They’re like a guerilla musical street theatre troupe that fuses violin, horns, pies in the face, ski masks, and idiosyncratic old man voices into something that makes the most sense and no sense at all."
"A large band — brass instruments, violin, keyboard, bass, drums, guitar — was laying down a funky groove, fronted by a guy in a big white disco jacket, addressing the growing crowd with slightly insane smarm: “I love the arts! Don’t you? I love every single one of you!”"