Life is more than a Kabarett at the hugely enjoyable Little Death Club now at the Underbelly Southbank Festival
“Es is nicht sadistich
Nur ein bisschen voyeuristisch
Ich mache wass ich will mit dir”
On the one hand, you might consider Little Death Club as just another late night cabaret show (albeit one spelled kabarett, the Weimar way). But on experiencing this extraordinary hour, currently residing in the South Bank’s Spiegeltent, you see that it really is more than that, something ferociously committed to the spirit of defiance in which this form was birthed.
The evening is compered by the incomparable Bernie Dieter (feathered shoulderpieces to die for, co-creator too along with Tom Velvick) but more significantly, she’s an integral part of the entire show. There’s no sense of her just clocking in to just introduce these performers, she’s fully invested in them, in their stories and even in the shortest of interludes, is able to convey something of this connection. Continue reading “Review: Little Death Club, Underbelly Southbank Festival”
Such are the cultural riches in London that there’s scarcely time to discover everything that’s on, never mind see and review it all. So choices inevitably have to be made and mine tend to fall on the side of theatre – the likes of dance, opera and circus falling by the wayside. But it is something of a vicious circle. My rationale is that I don’t feel I have the expertise, the language, to speak about those other art forms with the same confidence that I express my opinions about theatre; but since I don’t go, I’m not building up that knowledge base, that necessary experience.
So when a serendipitous set of invites fell my way, I thought I’d spend a Sunday starting to rectify that a little, as far as circus is concerned. And the thing that properly caught my attention here was that both involved defiantly non-traditional approaches to the art-form, we’re a long way from The Greatest Showman here. First up was documentary film Even When I Fall by Sky Neal and Kate McLarnon, part of the Roundhouse’s CircusFest and a thoroughly sobering look at the circumstances that led to the founding of Circus Kathmandu, Nepal’s first and only circus. Continue reading “Beyond circus: Even When I Fall + Circus Abyssinia – Ethiopian Dreams”
Opening this year’s CircusFest, Pirates of the Carabina’s Relentless Unstoppable Human Machine offers gentle delights at the Roundhouse
As we mark the 250th anniversary of the invention of modern circus, it is interesting to see how its presence is becoming ever more noticeable in the West End. Whether through the forward-thinking La Soirée or the more traditionally-inclined Cirque Beserk (going into the Harold Pinter later this month), the appetite for entertainment beyond theatre is clearly there.
Up in Chalk Farm though, this is not news. The Roundhouse has long championed contemporary circus through its biennial CircusFest and this year’s festival kicks off with Pirates of the Carabina’s Relentless Unstoppable Human Machine. And perhaps conscious of the need to make their mark in an ever-crowding marketplace, it is a show that relocates its derring-do with a unique energy. Continue reading “Review: Relentless Unstoppable Human Machine, Roundhouse”
Cirque Beserk aim to combine a centuries-old tradition of the touring circus troupe with a contemporary approach to staging, and with a company of thirty-five performers from at least ten countries demonstrating over thirty circus skills without safety devices, they certainly have a good shot at it. From the cascading antics of the Timbuktu Tumblers to the oiled machismo of the Tropicana Troupe on the springboard, there’s definitely enough here to make you roll up, roll up.
In some ways, the classics remain the best. The speed and accuracy with which Toni hurls knives, axes and flaming whatnots at his twirling wife is just gobsmacking; the outrageously flexible Odka’s contortionist work has to be seen to be believed, particularly once she starts using a bow and arrow without her hands; and just nudging into the most impressive position for me, the charismatic Germaine Delbosq’s footjuggling is a marvellous thing indeed, proving without doubt that women can do it all 😉
Continue reading “Review: Cirque Beserk, Peacock”
“This isn’t a sit-back-and-fold-your-arms kind of show”
Variety is the spice of life and it’s a taste we apparently can’t get enough of, it would seem. Brett Haylock, Mark Rubinstein and Mick Perrin’s La Soirée has been around in one form or another (previously called La Clique) for well over ten years and the grandeur of the venues it has played has grown from unused casinos to Spiegeltents to finally now, when it has taken up residence in the West End itself, in a reconfigured Aldwych Theatre.
La Soirée is a scrumptious smörgåsbord of entertainment, an ever-changing line-up of acrobats and daredevils and comedians and burlesque acts and so on and so forth, who ask you to put your scepticism and reserve to one side for the evening, and just have a real good time. To this end, the bar remains open throughout and if you’re anywhere near the front, then considerable audience participation is a real possibility but roll with it and you might just have the time of your life (like Warren did tonight…!) Continue reading “Review: La Soirée, Aldwych”
“Here be dragons”
As any regular reader will know, I don’t tend to see much cirque. But the invitation to see NoFit State Circus’ BIANCO was one that stood out for me, for I actually went to visit the company a few years ago when they were based at the Eden Project. I got to try out a few circus skills, though I didn’t dare brave the trapeze!, and saw a sneak preview of the first part of the trilogy Time For Beauty too. It was a little far to go back for the whole show though, so I was glad of the opportunity to see them again, to see the third and final part – Here Be Dragons.
As part of the immersive nature of the production, and the connection that NoFit State seek to build with their audiences, the whole show is done in promenade. It’s surprisingly easy on the feet though, even at 2 hours, but the reality of being shepherded a few feet that way and this soon proves to be somewhat trying, especially as you’re thus constantly at the mercy of being stuck behind tall people and having your view severely compromised – it is definitely worth keeping your eyes open and your feet nimble to secure good positions at each juncture. Continue reading “Review: NoFit State Circus – Bianco, Winter Festival Big Top”
“Ma-gique, ma-gique, ma-gique...”
Cirque Alfonse scored a big success with their iconic production Timber! and this summer, they’re returning to entertain audiences on London’s South Bank with their third – BARBU. They describe their show as a raucous and sexy cabaret and that pretty much hits the mark for this Québécois company as they combine circus tricks and magic tricks, beer-keg juggling and burlesque, acrobatics and audience participation (and alcohol too), the majority of which is delivered by bearded men and women (but mainly men) in their pants.
From roller-skaters pulling each other around by their beards to a man dressed as a glitterball whirling inside a Cyr wheel, the guys using one of their company as an actual skipping rope to human pyramids that seem to defy the laws of physics, the sheer amount of both skill and skills on display is a constant delight. Alain Francœur’s direction keeps things constantly moving and each segment sufficiently compact that if, say, gob-smacking trampolining or juggling ain’t your thing, it’s soon over (although the latter really should be, the scarves and the cups are just genius). Continue reading “Review: BARBU, Spiegeltent London Wonderground”
Roll up roll up… just the mere mention of the word ‘circus’ has to be one of the most evocative in the English language. Whether from personal experiences or from the multitude of cultural references in which the circus plays a key part – mine include trips to Blackpool Circus in infant school (the water!!), this frequently chilling Doctor Who story and of course Dumbo – there’s something undeniably persuasive about it, a sense of magical escapism that means the brain never quite discounts running away to the circus as a potential life choice 😉
But times change and so too has the circus, or at least some parts of it, as can be seen in the rise of the incredibly popular strand of contemporary circus. Companies like NoFit State and shows like La Clique and La Soirée, and Cantina (which is still running at the London Wonderground) may have left the animals behind but in doing so have focused the attention onto the often breath-taking, boundary-pushing physical endeavours of their human ensembles. So when I was invited to come and preview NoFit State Circus’ upcoming show at the Eden Project in Cornwall, it was something of a no-brainer. I’d never been to this part of the UK before, the offer to teach us some circus skills intrigued and the clips on YouTube looked frankly amazing.
NoFit State partnered with the Eden Project last year, creating the site-specific show Labyrinth which proved to be a huge success and so producers Tom Rack of NoFit and Tom Critchley of the Eden Project decided to continue that relationship for a second summer. This year’s show – Bianco – is being written and directed by Firenza Guidi and has been designed with a view to taking the show on an extensive tour after its run here in Cornwall. The full company of artistes had only just come together before our visit, but the 10 minute snippet of the show that we were privileged to witness already had a pulsing, vibrant energy and the makings of something really rather spectacular. Continue reading “Blogged: NoFit State Circus, the Eden Project and me”
The South Bank has long been a hub for creative and artistic endeavours of great diversity, whether Watch This Space, the free offerings in front of the National Theatre, the evolution of La Clique into La Soirée, or the comedy-centric programme in the big purple Underbelly. And now we have the newly arrived Priceless London Wonderground, a summer-long festival of cabaret, circus and sideshow centred on the rather wonderful Spielgeltent marquee. Headlining the vast array of shows and running right through til September is Cantina, a steamily bewitching mixture of vaudeville and circus.
The ambience is of old-school faded glamour, snippets of jitterbug and lindyhop intermingle with crooning troubadours and music boxes as a 1930s dressed couple take to a high-wire and all seems relatively straight-forwardly traditional. But Cantina is much more progressive the period might suggest as there’s a wittily subversive take on gender relations here that keep things utterly fresh. So where we are introduced to Henna Kaikula’s audaciously flexible broken doll routine, it is soon countered by David Carberry’s near-naked submission to Chelsea MacGuffin’s stilettoed feet all over his body. Continue reading “Review: Cantina, Priceless London Wonderground”
“They’re not Russian, they don’t fly and they’re not brothers”
The Flying Karamazov Brothers are four entertainers, dressed in kilts, who have moved into the Vaudeville Theatre for the summer with their cabaret show of juggling, comedy, dancing, comedy dancing and music. The troupe has impressively been going since 1973, and still has one of those original two members performing now – Paul Magid (also writer and director), developing a number of shows and expanding their numbers to enable shows to run simultaneously in different cities. Not usually a fan of juggling-based shows, I have to say my mind was completely opened to new possibilities by Gandini Juggling’s Smashed! last year which demonstrated how interesting and indeed beautiful it could be.
There are moments of thrilling juggling which are breathtaking in their scope, as the four men play with the sounds and rhythms that they create, and weave in and out of each other, exchanging batons at a whirling rate and never pausing for breath during the routines. The best of these comes towards the end with what they call jazz juggling, a free improvisational segment which sees them cutting loose and challenging each other with a more playful air of tricks and flicks that is highly engaging and fun: it was so good, it almost overshadowed the much-trailed juggle of 9 Objects of Terror that followed it at the end of the show. Continue reading “Review: The Flying Karamazov Brothers, Vaudeville”