Mean, moody, a man with more chips on his shoulder than N.W.A. had hits in the U.K. and one man you wouldn’t want to cross or exchange a dirty look with…of course that’s the interpretation of the comedic genius that resides deep in the heart of one of the most cheerful and amiable men arguably in the world today.
The allure of the Edinburgh Fringe is such that no matter where in the world the theatre company or performer is based, the call of the Scottish lowlands and gentility of Edinburgh is never too far away. Especially when it offers a perspective of a composer of such repute as Chopin but told with great nerve to highlight his time in the country before his early passing from Tuberculosis, such is the effects of Chopin’s Last Stand.
Cast: Ivan Barnev, Stuart Crowther, John Hannah, Heidi Niemi, Jonathan Rhodes.
The strains of The Last Waltz, perhaps the loneliness of Nearer To My God Than Thee or the finality of Autumn should with illusion be observed and be heard as the lives of four alcoholic tramps living the same existence day in, day out on the railways is suddenly interrupted by the appearance of another, a man who can see their lives and the fantasy of humanity’s deception that lives in them all
Cast: Alex Walsh, Ellice Stevens, Oscar Owen, Kitty Murdoch, Tommy Loftus, Ella Tebay.
Children can be cruel, it is in their cruelty that they either learn how to be adults that care and show empathy or they descend like monkeys into the art of throwing faeces around to show bitterness and superiority over others. It is the state of such things that can also see a child rise to the point where they fit in more closely with the adult world and its often doomed relationships.
It is the bill that can never be truly split, the one that becomes the sole reserve of the person to whom the experience has affected with greater clouded reasoning than another and the one that whilst people may want to go Dutch with you upon, to share in the bleakness that crowds the everyday, they also want to leave their own version of a tip firmly implanted in that person’s mind. The idea of asking for the Cheque Please, is one that is shrouded in air of finality and calculated judgement.
What secrets women hold in their hearts into which even a two and half year boy can feel intrigue in and yet by the time they have grown in men will have them scratching their heads at in perplexed and agonising astonishment at.
In the end it doesn’t take much to make a person go mad and it’s not always the God’s who have the ability to do so before they destroy them, circumstances and love both can play their own distinctive part in the tragedy to come.
The Edinburgh Fringe is perhaps arguably the most exciting and diverse event to place in the U.K. during the optimistically lazy days of August. The thought of the dark days and nights to come as the year gallops towards its end not quite lingering in the air like a last minute firework set off well after the others have fallen and crashed spent to the floor but still floating in its embryonic state, it is with that in mind that August should be about letting go, of doing things differently and playing it fast and loose with convention as the Edinburgh Fringe suggests.
Steve Hackett at The Queen’s Hall. Photograph by Ian D. Hall
Originally published by L.S. Media. February 20th 2012.
L.S. Media Rating *****
The title says it all, Steve Hackett at the Queen’s Hall. In a word, sensational!
Steve Hackett’s career is long, his output prestigious and he remains one of the finest guitarists to have ever come from these shores and even 41 years after Genesis released the eponymous album Nursery Cryme, he still has the power to pull in an audience some newer, more young and fresh faced bands will only ever dream of attaining. Fans may come and go but talent and dedication are binding.