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REVIEW: Spiegeltent: Meow Meow

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Meow Meow

Brighton Spiegeltent

Melissa Madden Gray who’s cut glass received pronunciation (which comes across as a mash up of Julie Andrews and Joan Collins) hides her Australian roots, although her energy and physical theatrically displayed them for all to see, deep, strong and twisted.  As Meow Meow she’s engaged audience across the world ( not least of which at Le Clique) and was delighted to be back the Brighton Fringe with this fun, provocative and plain silly performance.

With a mishmash of style, and lots of euro fooling around, but never taking her eye off the ball for a moment Meow Meow keep the narrative tension high and the quality of the performance full beam. She’s a delight to watch, in movement, in sleight of hand and in monster mode, all frothy and ruthless charm.  She dragged some poor audience members up and used them to great hilarity, a dancing dreamlike Buster Berkeley Barbie high kicking dream dance number as bonkers as it sounds, then a sensual, teasing love song with a pair of gents from the audience, wonderful engagement and it’s a pleasure to watch a performer who shares the love so widely.

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Her tongue firmly in her cheek she milks everything for a laugh, even the lack of a laugh in a German song. Sophisticated, and with a real flair for deconstructive theatre Meow Meow takes us by the hand then hurls us through her ‘sacred space’ sparing no one, or nothing.  Meow Meow is a collapsing Diva, an ego in freefall who pulls out the talent when the spot lights shine. She also happens to be a true cabaret performers deftly and effortlessly blending all the skills usually devolved out to a night on their own. She’s singer, comedian, hostess, clown, chanteuse, she’s all of these and more than a sum of her parts.

Its’ great fun and when push comes to shove, she opens that  huge beautiful mouth of hers and delivers and delivers and delivers.  Mocking everything and giving us the grace of her talent Meow Meows show is what the Fringe is all about, ferocious talent, being brilliant, crowd surfing, in a taffeta ball gown, in a tent, on a roundabout.

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With a pretty good beer garden, cocktail bar and food place surrounding it, check out the Spiegeltent Pleasure gardens, great vibe pre and post shows.

Last show tonight, May 9. Book now!

Recommend.

More info on Meow Meow here

REVIEW: Pink Fringe: The Sissy’s Progress

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The Sissy’s Progress

Choreographer and Performing Artist: Nando Messias 
Musical Director: Jordan Hunt

Nando Messias was beaten up on the street behind Toynbee Studios in an act of homophobic hatred. His response to this random violence is The Sissy’s Progress, a spectacle of provocation, celebration and hyper flamboyance.

Part dance-theatre, part walking performance, The Sissy’s Progress leads its audience out onto the streets with a live marching band playing original music composed by Jordan Hunt.

Messias piece is strikingly original and startlingly odd, it felt like a drag Butoh performance and slowly melded and changed from one thing to another. One moment celebration, the next a fractured mesmerising tableau of Christ taken from the cross, shifting to Hogarth’s feeling of change and descent, then back to look-at-me-for-who-else-is-there-to-look-at brassy flamboyance. It’s a chewy, complex and yet disarmingly simple piece. Messias’ title; using the old term for a state journey by royalty blending into the modern figurative sense of growth, development and advancement to higher stages is used to great effect.

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Messias is both humble and outrageously magnificent at the same time, like a huge impossibly elegant gilded giraffe he slides and jerks across the space, one moment striking, smiting fireworked stork, the next folded cloud, crumpled, collapsed and empty of hope. All the time centring the movement on himself and the change being wrought during the dance and progression, searching for what draws attention, shading and removing parts of himself, which come back, insuppressible: his sweet deep refreshing well spring of being.  Perhaps I thought about it too much, but perhaps that’s what Messias wants us to do; to watch, be delighted and stirred up.

Difficult to explain, sometimes difficult to watch but utterly compelling this challenging and life affirming deeply personal piece is Messias reaction to his homophobic assault and attack. It feels like it too. I expected the movement though the streets to be joyful, camp, silly but it was dark, stumbling at points, driven onwards into an unknown fate, part death march, part Proud stomp.

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As they turned up into Edward St, a car went past, four men in it, someone shouted something jeering, probably abusive, the music drowned them out. Then the rest of us turned the corner and they silenced themselves when they saw the size of the crowd. This reflects the streets of Brighton in 2016.

Five accompanying musicians both trumpeting the progression and then using their instruments to beat Messias into the ground.  Then lifting him, just for a moment into a Pietà. This was a Via Dolorosa with trombones. Part triumphant movement, part clown, dangerous and painted and unpredictable lurching forward into the unknown and part monstrously perfect, demanding affirming reclaiming of the streets. Glitter, silk, scarlet impossible high heels, fur and ball gowns, a juggernaut of camp. He’s not waving, not drowning but signalling to get out of the fucking way as he’s not stopping for anything. It’s not at all as easy as I had presumed it would be. How nice to be challenged, embraced and taught something on my very first fringe show.

I came away touched by the vulnerabilities displayed on stage, disturbed by the representations of violence and pack mentality, strengthened as a Queer by seeing someone so brilliant and defiant and thoroughly entertained by a fascinating, interesting and engaging piece of theatre. And Proud to have marched behind such a vibrantly alive person who can create such beauty from the horror of ugly prejudice and violence.

Bravo!

Read more of the story and work behind this provocative and engaging piece of art here in an interview or over  at Messias’s website

Marlborough Theatre logo on WhiteThe Sissey’s Progress is part of the Pink Fringe at the Marlborough and what a line up they have this year, always inspiring, often excellent, never dull, check out the rest of their offerings for this year’s festival season.

See the Marlborough Fringe Festival program here and book tickets here

 

http://www.marlboroughtheatre.org.uk/event/the-sissys-progress/

 

The Marlborough Theatre

4 Princes Street

Brighton

01273 273 870

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