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Monday, 6 February 2012
Radio Hour Past
The Radio Hour just doesn't feel the same without my producer Harry. I mean, I still get the guests - and if Harry had seen the number of people in the studio during my interview with 85a, I am pretty sure he would have had a few choice words. But my rambling meditations on the nature of art and music, as well as my epic fail musical choices, don't have the same enthusiasm without Harry's polite words of condemnation.
Despite it being Friday the 13th, the show went well: Howie Reeve is an engaging interviewee, and he seems to be on a one man crusade to encourage cross-platform art across Scotland. He left me a copy of the latest Tattie Toes' album - he refused to play any tracks from it on air, so I slipped them in after he left - and talke about his various improvisation and promotion projects. I felt rather lazy after realising that he was currently involved in ten different activities.
85a have become one of my favourite... now, what would I call them? Visual art collective - but that ignores the cinematic aspects of their Big Nights Out. Extended Cinema Crew - but what about the mechanical opera they did last year? Post-soviet industrial surrealists? Any way, they turned up in force and left me a patch for my denim jacket, advertising Chernozem.
Chernozem has been the secret project that 85a have been developing in the past few years, running about various wastelands and dressing up in all manner of outfits - I imagine that is like what would happen if the Soviet Union had gone into making monster movies. And even though Judd Bruke has spent all his time and money on directing, the rest of the collective just had to make it into something more.
Thursday, 2 February 2012
Criticulous goes Wild
Sarah Hopfinger
Loves Great Adventure
It is quite a mark of Hopfinger’s genius that she took her original inspiration from a crap Ultravox single: it is even more unnerving that she weaves the music of Midge Ure and old science fiction movies into such a determinedly personal narrative. Her spoken introduction sets out her stall. Feeling isolated and alone, she embarked on a journey through music, taking random choices from a selection offered to her by friends and colleagues, to see whether she could find hidden connections.
From this simple start, Hopfinger embraces the major themes of the age: the tension between the outsider and society - a tension where both sides accept complicit approval yet claim to abhore; the desire to travel in societies seriously yet without leaving behind damage or unnecessary change; the overwhelming impact of western music on other cultures. Hopfinger is naturally attuned to her environmental responsibilities. This is, she proudly concludes, a carbon neutral production and what starts as a dry recitation of facts about how she achieves this becomes the rousing centre-piece.
Part call to arms, part intimate recollection of one woman’s past, Loves Great Adventure is all about the importance of the apparently mundane. It even redeems Midge Ure’s silly moustache from the dustbin of fashion history.
Wednesday, 1 February 2012
More From The Performance Critic
Finn Aschavir
His Dark Materials @ GFT
Aschavir has always had a strong moral centre in his work: whether toying with photography or building entire online networks that fold in on themselves to create endless feedback loops (that famously made the entire Internet break for twenty minutes), he has sought to expose the absurdity of lazy assumptions and, like a post-modern David Bowie, shattered and reconstructed his own image relentlessly.
His Dark Materials is not a retrospective, as expected, but an entire new direction. Starting with a simple sound collage, Aschavir occupies the cinema with noise and bright imagery, before sliding into a more relaxed and immersive colection of found sounds and monochrome stills. Whispered confessions, fragments of interviews with performance superstars - including one memorable ramble from Foxy and Hush - slip in and out of audibility, wryly commenting on both the myths around Aschavir and the more general myths about art.
Despite the ironic, bricolage exterior, there is a gentle charm in His Dark Materials. It celebrates the ordinary, and the bravery of everyday life by parodying the antics of the good and great, holding them to the light and letting them become over-exposed. In the fitting final frames, the screen itself seems to burn, leaving only the warm glow of regard that moves between Aschavir and his delighted audience.
His Dark Materials @ GFT
Aschavir has always had a strong moral centre in his work: whether toying with photography or building entire online networks that fold in on themselves to create endless feedback loops (that famously made the entire Internet break for twenty minutes), he has sought to expose the absurdity of lazy assumptions and, like a post-modern David Bowie, shattered and reconstructed his own image relentlessly.
His Dark Materials is not a retrospective, as expected, but an entire new direction. Starting with a simple sound collage, Aschavir occupies the cinema with noise and bright imagery, before sliding into a more relaxed and immersive colection of found sounds and monochrome stills. Whispered confessions, fragments of interviews with performance superstars - including one memorable ramble from Foxy and Hush - slip in and out of audibility, wryly commenting on both the myths around Aschavir and the more general myths about art.
Despite the ironic, bricolage exterior, there is a gentle charm in His Dark Materials. It celebrates the ordinary, and the bravery of everyday life by parodying the antics of the good and great, holding them to the light and letting them become over-exposed. In the fitting final frames, the screen itself seems to burn, leaving only the warm glow of regard that moves between Aschavir and his delighted audience.
Monday, 16 January 2012
Vox Motus' Magical Theatre
In the past, I have struggled with Vox Motus' plays. There is no question that they have been one of Scotland's most innovative companies: they use the stage set as if it is an extra character, bridge a gap between the old proscenium arch and more intimate spaces, commission some great music (Zoey Van Goey's Michael John McCarthy turned up in their Not So Fatal Death of Grandpa Fredo) and are constantly learning new skills - especially puppetry. They are populist, immediate and hilarious and, inevitably, this pretentious critic was left demanding more.

However, for their latest show, The Infamous Brothers Davenport goes some way towards shutting my stupid mouth. Enlisting Peter Arnott on script duties, they are teaming up with a playwright known for his engaged, intelligent and political writing (he was part of Wildcat's legendary line up, when satire still hoped to make theatre impact on society). And while past Vox Motus works have been been undermined by poor scripting -Bright Black was the victim of a faux-classical poetry - the Arnott alliance hints at a new potential.
While they were in rehearsal for Bros Davenport, I bothered the company - and they generously supplied answers to my questions.
Vox Motus has a reputation amazing use of theatre's architecture, diverse techniques and playing with theatrical tropes, but how did you get involved with Peter Arnott?
We had begun a partner project with Playwrights Studio Scotland to bring new playwriting voices into our process. Peter was the perfect collaborator for this project as he's a theatrical wordsmith with a real ability to conjour the period through his text and dialogue." He's also a real team player and that is key for any level of involvement in a Vox Motus production. We're a very collaborative bunch. I think Peter's really helped us to tell a dark, compelling tale of two brothers in conflict woven around acts of illusion and Vox Motus theatricality.
However, for their latest show, The Infamous Brothers Davenport goes some way towards shutting my stupid mouth. Enlisting Peter Arnott on script duties, they are teaming up with a playwright known for his engaged, intelligent and political writing (he was part of Wildcat's legendary line up, when satire still hoped to make theatre impact on society). And while past Vox Motus works have been been undermined by poor scripting -Bright Black was the victim of a faux-classical poetry - the Arnott alliance hints at a new potential.
While they were in rehearsal for Bros Davenport, I bothered the company - and they generously supplied answers to my questions.
Vox Motus has a reputation amazing use of theatre's architecture, diverse techniques and playing with theatrical tropes, but how did you get involved with Peter Arnott?
We had begun a partner project with Playwrights Studio Scotland to bring new playwriting voices into our process. Peter was the perfect collaborator for this project as he's a theatrical wordsmith with a real ability to conjour the period through his text and dialogue." He's also a real team player and that is key for any level of involvement in a Vox Motus production. We're a very collaborative bunch. I think Peter's really helped us to tell a dark, compelling tale of two brothers in conflict woven around acts of illusion and Vox Motus theatricality.
Where did your interest in the "magic" of the 19th century come from?
Jamie has worked as a magician since he was a teenager. It's a job that taken him all over the world. Nowadays his focus is on illusion for theatre (e.g. creating the flying flame Tinkerbell for NTS's Peter Pan). So we're often reading about magic and illusionists. The 19th century really was the golden era for magic - and indeed the manifestation of spirits and spiritualism.
Is this a period piece, or does it have an immediate contemporary resonance?
Surely every period piece should have an immediate contemporary resonance - otherwise why are we telling this modern audience this story? We are interested in a gripping, human story rather than a history lesson. The 1860's is framing for this piece - a time and space in which we understand spiritualism was finding its voice and magic was celebrated across the western world. Regardless, communication with spirits is still very much a part of many people's lives today. It's a means of offering hope and that is a universal need and quest.
Vox is known for adding to its repertoire of theatrical techniques with each production - as well using some great music.
We are definitely using some great music! We have commissioned musician and composer Phamie Gow, who is performing her original soundtrack live alongside the production. It's not every day you work with a musician who has performed at Carnegie Hall, NYC, at the request of Philip Glass. She has just spent a period in the States (where the Davenport Brothers came from) and there is a beautiful American sensibility to her composition.
Is there anything new that you have added for this production? Or anything familiar from past shows?
I think another exciting prospect is that a small number of audience members will be able to opt in to taking part in the Brothers' seance. It's going to be a very immediate experience for the audience - and the actors who are taking them on this journey.
Greed
A sharp and immediate response to Glasgow's elected officials' apparent familiarity with certain businessmen, Greed has the qualities of a scratch performance: raw, under-rehearsed and precocious. While none of the cast will be winning awards for their acting, the timeliness of the message and savage rhetoric of the script make this a strong argument for directly political theatre.
The director may have been careful to avoid labeling each character with their real life inspiration, but the moral is clear: elected official are corrupted by their power, and easily manipulated by the wealthy when they pose as philanthropists. The villain is almost pantomime obvious - the use of a fat suit and the iconic stove-pipe hat puts him firmly in the tradition of Soviet propaganda drama - all schemes and soliloquies. His victims, a chorus of sweet children who hope that their school will be upgraded, are equally stereotypical. The only depth is in the Councillors, all male, who are both deceived and willingly deceive. A more rounded treatment might have found a tragic depth in their predicament.
But this is not author Margaret Kirk's intention: she wades through the sleaze of modern politics, hammering home the easy points and evoking a powerful sense of outrage. As the final lines, given to the chorus and addressed to the audience, explain: "Imagine if this was not just on the stage, but happened in life... Oh, I am sorry, it did.
The director may have been careful to avoid labeling each character with their real life inspiration, but the moral is clear: elected official are corrupted by their power, and easily manipulated by the wealthy when they pose as philanthropists. The villain is almost pantomime obvious - the use of a fat suit and the iconic stove-pipe hat puts him firmly in the tradition of Soviet propaganda drama - all schemes and soliloquies. His victims, a chorus of sweet children who hope that their school will be upgraded, are equally stereotypical. The only depth is in the Councillors, all male, who are both deceived and willingly deceive. A more rounded treatment might have found a tragic depth in their predicament.
But this is not author Margaret Kirk's intention: she wades through the sleaze of modern politics, hammering home the easy points and evoking a powerful sense of outrage. As the final lines, given to the chorus and addressed to the audience, explain: "Imagine if this was not just on the stage, but happened in life... Oh, I am sorry, it did.
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