Before the performance began, Ana Sokolovic came up on stage to say a few words. Some of those words included “please don't follow along in your program”. Not that she needed to worry. The program is in English, the opera is in Serbian, I would never know which words were which.
Two chairs, a music stand and two old timey microphones, Ne Me Quitte Pas is a simple revue of a selection of Edith Piaf and Jaques Brel greatest hits. The two singers, Melanie Gall and Brehmer Duthie, are currently touring separate shows, and have come together in a shared passion for the French chanteur and chanteuse.
Bremner Duthie, a classically trained singer and musician gives us an idea of how stifling and stultifying it must be for long-term performers at Disneyland, 'the happiest place on earth' ™. But what about the risks of moving on and leaving the security of a good pay cheque, benefits, an early retirement age? With story-telling, songs and mean self- accompaniment on the button
Armed with an Oboe commonly mistaken for a clarinet, and an unusual green ‘significant other’ called Juliet, talented Englishman and actor-musician, Tim Goldman, takes his audience on a train ride of calamity across London from one demanding unsuccessful audition to the next.
Our heroes talk about Godspell and, apparently, Shane is decreed the master of all things musical theatre. Dan Martin and David Mott also make an appearance, but listen to see how it all turns out.
HIVE has returned to Vancouver and solidified it's place as the best performance event this city has to offer.
The Magnetic Fields are one of those rare bands don’t neatly fall into a clearly defined category or genre, nor have they been adopted and defended by any single generation or demographic.
Christ Church Cathedral; a smooth black Celtic harp; a sexy hot curvaceous chick in black Goth wear; gray haired old lady in the front row; Jesus on the cross; punk rocker sitting in the third row; sounds of musical passion and love; words of profanity and poetry; edgy unique performance - this melange of contradictions is what the Fringe Festival is all about for me.
Vancouver: What a premise, I thought. If I ever ride the rails from coast to coast, what more could I ask for than a Canadian soundtrack performed live by a guitar virtuoso? Not much but the artists themselves and the time-travelling ability to catch the train in 1969.