Not sure why I haven't tried this before, but here's my latest feature as it appears on the cover of Interval in Drum. Click to enlarge and read.
Saw this show tonight. See comments for a brief late night review.
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2 comments:
Saw Insert The Name Of The Person You Love a couple of hours ago. The Pilgrim Theatre is not exactly state-of-the-art, but it is quaint and small and oozes nostalgia. There's something about it that's not quite now. There's a sense of loss, a lovely thing not there anymore. Which makes it the perfect setting for this performance.
Each time I see Meow Meow I am in awe of her talent. Her sense of comedy is so sharp, whether staged or spontaneous. But it's the musical talent that reaches into me. Her love of old time cabaret is palpable, her vocal talent is unmistakable... she makes me ashamed that I am not as well versed in other languages as I should be.
And grace. Bloody hell, for one as splay-legged and gangly as she can be, she has grace. I know the token dance bit due to funding was meant to be funny (and it was), but it was also hauntingly elegant.
Meow Meow is a gorgeous creation, a cracked, flawed, funny and sad connection to the beginnings of an art form that couldn't have existed without heartbreak and real emotional meltdown.
Did I enjoy this show? Hell yeah.
Good stuff, Lee. :)
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