I’d been working on an idea for a new musical called Monolith, but the title just wasn’t doing it for me. I liked the story, but something about it hadn’t quite clicked yet. Then, on the train from Edinburgh to Glasgow this August, we passed through the Falkirk council area of Scotland, home to Bonnybridge and its decades-long reputation for UFO sightings.
| Falkirk High railway station |
Monolith became BLiP.
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| Early BLiP Visual Identity Concept |
A mysterious radar signal. A black monolith in a field. A skeptical police constable. His daughter. A stranger from Roswell. And, beneath all the UFO madness, a love story about the things in life we simply can’t explain. And suddenly, there it was.
BLiP: A New Musical Comedy
Some things you just can’t explain.
