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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
Date: 6.54 pm, Thursday 31st March, 2011
Subject: Lent day 23: Must feel like I'm achieving something
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Minifestos are up to day 20 and the last few have been filmed but not "edited".

Quick reviews round-up.

Susurrus by David Leddy is a play for voices to be recorded and listened to while walking around a botanical garden. It is inspired, but does not follow the story of, A Midsummer Nights Dream. It feels quite slight in content but is perfectly sustaining for what it is. A lot of nice subtext and details being fed in by other peoples narratives.

White Tea is its sister play, a two-hander with lots of video projection and confusing props. An English girl is taken to Japan to see her adopted mother, who promptly dies, leaving many unanswered questions as to why the journey was so important and who was the nurse who insisted so. Just twisty enough, just heartfelt enough. Generally pretty spiffy.

One thing I like about Leddy is he gives an index of references at the end. This might seem like cheating (if you're not intelligent you miss out) but as an actor knowing that these are the deliberate references a writer put in gives you a lot more time to work on what they mean and why they're there.

The Wolves by Michael Punter is set on a farm in former soviet country where an academic has crawled from the burning plane wreckage. It plays like Ridley meets Chekhov but without the authority of either.

Mousetrapped by Paul Aitchison is a single set four-hander of a first girlfriend/parents meeting that goes very wrong. I was confused by the ending, and some of the dialogue needs work (which will come out in work-shopping) but generally an interesting and exciting début.

Listen to the Banned is a compilation of risqué songs from the 20s and 30s. And it's fab. Nice to finally here She Was Only The Postmaster's Daughter and Let's All Be Fairies left me humming for days afterwards. Some of them, though, I literally can't see what's meant to be naughty.

Pet My Kitty by Jill Sharpe plays like a shallow version of the above in the rockabilly style. Didn't really get into it.

C'mon by Low was perfectly pleasant, but I just can't concentrate on it. It feels generic and I just slide off. I'm sure I'm missing something.

Circuit by Graham Fitkin was mostly disappointing. The relentless feeling of motion which I love in Flak is almost entirely missing from this. A lot of minimalist repeats, and piano mashing.

Singing in the Bathtub by R Crumb and his Cheap Suit Serenaders is exactly what you'd expect. That old fashioned american folk (well, skiffle equivalent) performed by people who like the old songs played how they always were. Nice to flesh out a few tunes I recognised.

Pig in the Middle by the Piggleswick Folk did much the same for trad english folk. Plus it contains the best version of Teddy Bears Picnic ever (scored for guitar and three kazoos no less).

Today I've been listening to McGough and McGear (of the Scaffold), which is poetry with music and manages to be moving and funny, sometimes at the same time. Some of it plays out like listening to someone elses home movies, but when it hits, it hits well.
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User: spangle_kitten
Date: 11.52 am, Friday 1st April, 2011 (UTC)
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I have had very inconsistant internet for a good few weeks, so I plan to have a big manifesto-fest once you've put them all up!
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