Time was when we walked ever hand in hand

I\’ve had the \”Write Post\” window up for about two days now. Things have been very, very busy since I got back to the States. I\’ve been moving into my new place in New Jersey, and there are overwhelming numbers of details and little problems to take care of. I don\’t know that I\’ll have time soon to do the retrospective I intended to do. One thing I definitely would like to do before too long is review the Ruddygore DVD and put up some thoughts on the production in general, and on my performance in particular. Someone pointed out to me that I hadn\’t said much about it in my blog, and I realized that it was true. This was only because I immediately became busy with other things, like Iolanthe. So maybe in the next week or so, that\’ll happen. I\’ll try. In the meantime, I\’m getting back to my other life, working on a philosophy Ph.D.

G&S-wise, I\’m currently homeless. I\’m considering auditioning for the Blue Hill Troupe in New York, who are doing Yeomen this spring. There\’s another idea in the works too… I\’ll post about it if and when I end up pursuing it. A factor, of course, is how much time writing my dissertation this year will take me.

Just a very brief retrospective on the festival: I loved my time there, once again. I left even more exhausted this time than last time; I think my stamina is fading in my old age! It really is wonderful that someone like me — that is, someone who has a career outside music and performance — can have the Buxton experience. I\’m very lucky for that. I get to be a singer for three weeks out of the year.

I\’ve grown a lot as a performer, too. I went into the Savoynet Ruddygore excited at the prospect of being challenged, and I wasn\’t disappointed. And I hope and tentatively think I didn\’t disappoint. I\’ve reviewed some of my stuff from as recently as last summer, and the improvement is tremendous. I\’m a much better singer now than I was a year ago. Actually, now that I think of it, I didn\’t realize it at the time, but I think I grew a lot as a performer in the BUGS Pirates when I did my Pirate King. It\’s very exciting. If I can take another step up like this, that will be exciting indeed.

There have been a lot of comments about the awards. I have to admit, I was surprised at some of the nominees. And I also have to admit, I was a little disappointed not to receive a nomination myself — I thought I might actually have a shot this year. Ah, well. Awards aren\’t that big a deal.

Lots of people asked me if I\’d be back in Buxton again next year. I don\’t know. I haven\’t really planned that far ahead. I hope so. I love it there. I\’ll be there if I can, if no even more amazing opportunity falls into my lap.

I had a brief conversation on my last day with a woman I met at the festival last year. She may be reading — I\’m sorry, I\’ve forgotten your name. She saw me typing on my laptop computer, and warned me about being too harsh in blogging, in particular in my reviewing of shows. She said that I was cruel to performers. I really don\’t believe that I am. I will go back and look over my reviews again and see whether any of them were meanspirited or overly harsh or inconsiderate, but I think I am very fair, and was even more careful not to offend this year than last. I was surprised to hear the comment. Once again, I\’d be interested to hear from readers whether they think I\’m reviewing in an appropriate manner. I don\’t want to be the guy who just ignores criticism because he\’s just so sure he\’s right.

That\’s all I\’ve got on Buxton 2006 for now. My life is now mostly not G&S, although I\’ll have the scattered event, which I will try to post about. This Sunday I\’m singing Sir Marmaduke at an informal meeting of New York area G&S appreciators who are reading through The Sorcerer. And next month, I\’ll be singing Tom Brown and The Usher at a G&S Society of NY concert.

Both of them over

Well, the Festival is over.

I expect I’ll have a couple of retrospective thoughts on it soon. For now, I’m tired. I fly to New York tomorrow morning.

Thanks to everyone for following along. As usual, I’ll post much less during the year — certainly not every day. I’ll probably put some final Festival thoughts up soon, and then just the odd update about my G&S life.

Such an award

The awards ceremony and luncheon as at the Palace Hotel at noon England time today. I think I can buy access to the wireless network there, so I expect I’ll be able to blog live about who is winning what. So once the ceremony starts, you can re-load this page for the latest updates. (My understanding is that they’re giving out the awards gradually, over the course of the lunch.)

Update 11:38: I’ve confirmed that I have internet access at the Palace.

Update 13:25: First set of awards posted. Excuse typos, incomplete info; I’ll fill in later.

Update 14:09: Second set of awards.

Update 14:46: All awards.

International Champions: Derby Pirates
1st Runner Up: South Anglia Gondoliers
2nd Runner Up: Nene Mikado

Best Director: Andrew Nicklin, Derby Pirates
Nominated: South Anglia Gondoliers; Nene Mikado

Best Animated Chorus: Savoynet Ruddygore
Also nominated: Derby Pirates; Frazer Valley Ida

Adjudicator’s Award: Frazer Valley Costumes
Also nominated: Savoynet Robin/Rose duet

Most Traditional Opera: Nene Mikado
Also nominated: South Anglia Gondoliers; Trent Patience; Fraser Valley Ida

Best Chorus: Derby
Also nominated: Savoynet; South Anglia; Fraser Valley

Best Male Voice: Fairfax, Festival
Also nominated: Marco, South Anglia; Frederic, Derby

Best Female Voice: Ida, Fraser Valley
Also nominated: Laeticia, New York; Patience, Trent; Elsie, Festival

Best Musical Director:Andrew Nicklin, Derby
Also nominated: ; Stephen Kenna, South Anglia; James Stenborg, New York.

Best Male Performer: South Anglia Duke of Plaza-Torro
Also nominated: Trent Bunthorne; Trent Grosvenor

Best Female Performer: Trent Patience
Also nominated: Savoynet Rose; Festival Elsie

Best Character Actor: Derby Pirate King
Also nominated: Frazer Valley King Gama; Peak Lord Chancellor; South Anglia Duke of Plaza-Torro

Best Character Actress: Derby Ruth
Also nominated: Festival Dame Carruthers; South Anglia Dutchess; Peak Fairy Queen

Best Supporting Actor: Frazer Valley Florian
Also nominated: Nene Pooh-Bah; Festival Shadbolt; South Anglia Don Alhambra

Best Supporting Actress: South Anglia Gianetta
Also nominated: South Anglia Casilda; South Anglia Tessa

Best Duet: Savoynet, Dame Hannah/Roderick
Also nominated: Nene, Nanki-Poo/Yum-Yum

Best Concerted Item: Derby “Hail Poetry”
Also nominated: Peak March of the Peers; Trent “If Saphir I choose”; Frazer Valley “The world is but a broken toy”

Youth Awards: Mark Burns, JWW, Rosie Harding, Lady Sangazure
Also nominated: Jay Sullivan, Sorcerer’s Apprentice; Anna Grady, Aline

Ditto, ditto my song

Now, my last review of the 2006 Festival. Last night I saw the professional company’s presentation of H.M.S. Pinafore. I had been somewhat let down by the previous two professional presentations, Yeomen and Pirates — each was well-sung, and well-danced, and presented in a strong and professional fashion, but neither had that something extra that one needs for a truly special performance. (Contrast with the professional Ruddigore of the past two years — especially the 2004 version. That was something truly special.) This weekend’s Pinafore, I thought, was a great success — not because it managed to put together the something extra that was missing from Pirates and Yeomen, but because, in my opinion, anyway, Pinafore doesn’t call for that something extra. A clean, precise, well-sung and well-danced Pinafore with likable and believable characters is as good as the show ever gets. So when the professional company delivered such a Pinafore, it satisfied. I expect that this review will not be as comprehensive as some of my reviews, because there’s not all that much to say: “so-and-so sang well, moved well, acted well, and it was fun.” Let’s see how many specifics I really need to mention.

One special challenge to Pinafore, I think, is the very long musical introduction to the opening chorus. Last night, the tabs remained down after the (exciting) overture through the long musical introduction; I think the audience gets a little antsy, ready for the tabs to rise after the applause for the overture. But the curtain rose on the opening chorus after that long introduction, and we were hit with a very robust wall of sound; the opening chorus was big and lively, with lots of nice footwork. It felt like it was over too soon.

Jill Pert gave a pleasant, well-sung Buttercup, with a large voice. I have to admit, I can find that role and especially that song tedious, but it was very well done last night, with interesting staging. Michael Burke gave a very solid Boatswain’s Mate, with a very large speaking voice. Later, his “He is an Englishman” was excellent. Bruce Graham was Dick Deadeye. I think that he is a wonderful performer, and his dialogue was strong, but I do think, like I did last week, that the role was too low for him. I saw him do Captain Corcoron once — it was one of the best rendering’s I’d ever seen. I think it’s a better role for him. But James Cleverton was excellent as the Captain, too, and if Bruce had gotten the role, I’m not sure how they would have filled the other roles. Bruce gave a fine performance, although his low notes were weak. He dropped the “three-cornered” line.

There was a new-to-me tenor, Joseph Shovelton. I thought that he was excellent, with just the right earnestness and boyish, excitable naiveté. He was not the typical juvenile Ralph; he looked plausibly to be around the same age as Cleverton’s (young) Captain. There’s a thread on Savoynet just now about whether part of the fun of Pinafore is in the obvious age discrepancy between Ralph and the Captain. While I admit that’s a fun sort of topsy-turvy idea, I just can’t countenance it as either Gilbert’s intention or a good idea for a staged performance; if the age difference were to set up a joke (in either sense), then surely more would be done to establish it. An audience seeing a very young Ralph said to have been switched at birth with a very old Captain will not think, “what a clever bit of topsy-turvydom”; they’ll think “what a careless ending” or “what a shame that this company couldn’t find actors the right ages”. So I liked the slightly older Ralph, with just a bit of a bald spot, and enough youthful energy and excitement to make the romance believable. His “simple eloquence” speech was just so very, very earnest. I loved it.

During Ralph’s song, when he got to “a captain’s daughter, she”, Josephine appeared on the upper deck. She just stood there for a little bit, then her light went out and she went away. I guess I didn’t really see much point in that; nor when a static Ralph appeared during Josephine’s Act II piece.

There was some extra dialogue I didn’t recognize; in addition to the restoration of the larger Hebe, there were some other bits I don’t think I’d heard before. Ralph had something about how Dick Deadeye deserves pity, not censure, immediately before his “But it’s a strange anomaly” speech. In the next Dick Deadeye scene, Deadeye declares, “I don’t [approve your determination]!” Ralph asks him, “and why not?” And he replies: “She’s a lady — your Captain’s daughter! Better be content with someone in your own rank of life.” Does anyone know the story behind these extra lines?

Anthea Kempston was also new to me as Josephine. I thought that she was excellent, with a strong personality and a voice well-suited to the role. Her “Refrain, audacious tar” scene, in particular, was very good. Often, I think we see Josephine’s displaying an implausible amount of disgust and revulsion at Ralph; here, we really did see the conflict. We could see that she was turning him away out of duty, not out of disinterest.

This was the second time I got to see Simon Butteriss play Sir Joseph at this festival; he did the role with Opera Della Luna the first week. This weekend’s Sir Joseph was different. For one thing, he wasn’t gay. In general, he was a more understated Sir Joseph. (This is, of course, a relative judgment.) I thought it worked well in the production. He had a nice bit on his first, seasick entrance during the vamp leading into “I am the monarch of the sea.” Twice, we had, “I am the monarch of the [bleaugh]”, where he was interrupted by nearly becoming sick. Eventually, he threw up into his hat and cast it aside. It’s always fun to see how Simon manages to get rid of his hats in his opening scenes.

There was another new-to-me line in Act II, after Cleverton’s (excellent) “Fair moon” and the Buttercup duet. After Buttercup’s exit and the “incomprehensible as her utterances are” line, he said something like: “Ah, here is the First Lord of the Admiralty; I’ll speak to him on the matter. Happily, we are still on speaking terms.” I find that to be a weird line, and not just because I’ve never heard it before. Who is it who has stopped speaking to him? Isn’t Sir Joseph the one who’s causing trouble? We just heard about how he’s storming, and threatening a court-martial. I don’t get it.

The bell trio was done with no encores! Wow!

That pretty much exhausts my specific comments. It was a tight, pleasant show, with good acting and strong characters, and the audience enjoyed itself a lot. I don’t really see what more one could ask for in a Pinafore.

And now I’ve seen and reviewed (or performed in) all twenty shows of the festival! Whew!

Why you have left your frames

I’ve uploaded some more pictures to my facebook account. (I’ll put them on my own webspace when I get home.)


Here are Iolanthe pictures.


Here are Ruddygore pictures.

These shows were five days apart!

Existence was slow and we wanted variety

I’ve just been writing reviews lately; there’s not that all much to report about my daytime life. I’ve been sleeping in, and working on some philosophy, gradually starting a transition back into my other life. I went yesterday to Clive and Karen’s “Ruddiparty”, which was an afternoon of G&S-themed games. That was fun. By far the most difficult involved watching Clive play G&S pieces on a switched-off keyboard; none of us were able to guess any of the songs.

Stephen Turnbull asked me to sing Giuseppe at last night’s pot luck. That was fun. I really do love that role. I’m only almost off-book on it, though. He has some amazingly weird rhythms to sing in the Act I finale! That’s one to brush up on. I’ve also been asked to sing Strephon at the pot luck tonight. That will be easier. It’s nice to have a couple of pseudo-performing opportunities to end the festival.

Tomorrow is the awards banquet, and Monday morning I fly home.

Ever dancing

Last night I saw the professional Pinafore, the last show of the festival. I\’ve officially attended every opera house performance at the 13th International Gilbert & Sullivan Festival. And shortly, I\’ll have published reviews of each of those shows (except the two that I was in) on this blog. Before writing up my Pinafore review, I\’m going to dig deep into my memory and try to write up a few thoughts on one of the first shows of the festival, the Peak Iolanthe. When it occurred, I was deep in Ruddygore rehearsals, and let it slip to the next day, and the day after, and then I misplaced my notes. But life has calmed down, now that I\’m done performing, and I\’ve just found the scrap of paper on which I jotted down a few thoughts, so I\’ll try to get something written up now.

The show opened with an announcement: Rachel Gilmore, who was to have played Fleta, was given some music, and would play Leila. Fleta\’s lines were to be distributed throughout the chorus of fairies. I thought that was a fine solution to being one principal fairy short, and it worked well throughout the night.

The opening was strong; we had uniform sleeping fairies who rose together and engaged in some simple but effective tripping hither and thither. Peak had a very short amount of rehearsal time; it was nice to see that they managed to put together an engaging opening chorus. My Young Ambassador colleague, Hollie Denton, sang a very fine Celia, continuing her streak of excellent performances in tiny roles. She\’s the only person I know of to do the same role more in more than one competitive show at one festival. (Simon did two professional Sir Joseph\’s this year.)

Angela Lowe was a fun and expressive Fairy Queen with good dialogue and good singing. The invocation was well-staged, with pretty movement throughout. Peak left no time for applause after the invocation, moving on directly into the Fairy Queen dialogue with Iolanthe.

Sharon Cutworth was a young and attractive Iolanthe, who acted and sang well. Sharon is a soprano, but her Iolanthe was warm and pleasant; it didn\’t sound like she was singing out of her comfort zone. All told, I thought the opening scene was quite good.

Unfortunately, things turned downhill a bit after that. With the exception of the March of the Peers, the opening scene was the only one that really seemed comfortably and attractively staged, and there was very little chorus engagement in the other big chorus scenes in the Act I finale and in Act II. And Phyllis and Strephon were not able to carry forward the energy established in the opening.

Simon Green was a tall and thin Strephon. He was young and attractive, and if we ignore the \’stout\’ lines (which I have no objection to ignoring), looked the part well. However, he was very wooden on stage, with minimal vocal and facial inflection. He was not at exciting, and his scenes were slow. And Alexandra Saunders was a dour Phyllis who seemed eternally disappointed. (David Turner commented that he wished she would have smiled sometimes. He was right.) There was very little sign of affection between the two at all. (When Strephon rushed in on \”Mine this priceless treasure\”, they stood next to one another and held hands.) Their scenes felt long, and it was difficult to feel much for them. They seemed to be walking through the romantic and quarreling scenes alike.

Fortunately, the other principals were sufficiently engaging to keep the audience interested. I mentioned already Sharon\’s fine Iolanthe; she was matched by an excellent Lord Chancellor in my Savoynet friend Ian Henderson. I\’ve seen Ian do fun character roles: the Pirate King, Lord Mountararat, and now Despard. He is very funny and large on stage, fully capable of chewing all the delicious scenery to great effect. In Iolanthe, we saw a more subdued, understated Ian. It worked to great effect for the Lord Chancellor. He did all the little things right: he sang straight triplets on \”When I went to the bar\”, and he conveyed all the appropriate emotion while singing Iolanthe\’s motif in \”Iolanthe, thou livest.\” It was an excellent performance. His voice is bigger and darker than we expect in a Lord Chancellor, but I got used to it quickly. He had a bit of an awkward entrance; the peers all exited after their March, and came back after his song. I don\’t know why. (I thought that there were several awkward entrances, with characters coming in early and just standing for a while, etc.)

And two more Savoynet friends, Richard Miller and Sam Silvers, were Tolloller and Mountararat, respectively. They were also excellent. I\’d seen Rich do Tolloller the previous year, and he was just as funny and droll. And Sam played Mountararat large; his opening line about persuading Phyllis to appear was by far the largest I\’d ever heard that line delivered; it was a textbook case of playing a role for all it\’s worth. Sam had exceptionally expressive eyes as Mountararat — I particularly noticed during the quintet in the Act I finale. Tolloller and Mountararat seemed to be the only two lords remotely interested in Phyllis in the \”My well-loved lord\” scene; the chorus became wallpaper. Mountararat had a cute bit during the finale — he worked out the math on a small notepad and proudly presented the \’minus eight\’ conclusion to the Chancellor.

Unfortunately, I don\’t remember enough detail to give a much more thorough review than this. In general, I found the show to be very mixed. It was led by several excellent principals, but there were too many dead moments; it also suffered from some awkward staging, particularly of the choruses and of principal entrances. I feel a little like a \’homer\’ in this review, because the way it turned out, I liked all of my friends and not much else; I do believe that this review sincerely reflects my opinions, and that my opinions accurately reflect the quality of the work, but under the circumstances, I can\’t really blame someone who chooses to think less charitably of this review.

Till nineteen forty!

Tonight was Derby’s Pirates, the last piece of the competition.

Last week, when I reviewed the professional Pirates, I wrote:

I learned something about Pirates last night; because it is relatively ‘director-proof’, it’s not very hard to put together a decent production. But the flip side of that is, it is very hard to put together a special production. The professional company was well-sung and well-danced, and reasonably acted, but I felt like there wasn’t much spark; I felt like I was watching ‘just another’ Pirates. I got the feel sometimes that they were just ‘going through the motions’. It was a fine production, but once you’ve seen a couple of dozen productions of Pirates, I guess you look for something special on top of the polish.

And:

I suspect that it would require some real innovation to put together a better Pirates.

I think that I was right. Luckily for Derby, Andrew Nicklin is their director, and ’something special’ in the form of clever innovation is the norm. Tonight, we were treated to a lively, exciting, fresh Pirates. There were no massive re-settings or controversial changes; it was just a Pirates infused with lots of fresh ideas.

Midway through the (excellent) overture, the tabs rose, revealing a barren stage. There was a trapezoidal floor with a very large book making a kind of back wall. The book was titled, “The Slave of Duty”. (At least, I think it was. I was sitting way up in the gallery, so I couldn’t see the ‘The’. But I think it was there all the same.) There was an old man seated in a rocking chair stage right. Some friends came in, dressed in 1940s attire, and greeted him and wished him a happy birthday; someone brought him a cake. I tried to count the candles, but I couldn’t do it from so far away. I bet there were twenty-one. He opened a present to reveal a book, identical to the giant one taking up the back of the stage. His friends left him and he glanced through the first pages of the book — his memoirs? At the end of the overture, he fell asleep, and a band of pirates entered, and our 84-year-old Frederic transformed into a young man as he relived his early adventures. The book at the back of the stage opened, revealing a coastline and a ‘pop-out’ pirate ship, and the show was off. (Later, when the pirates left, they turned the page and the ship was gone; when they snuck back on to capture the girls, they sneakily turned back to the ’ship’ page.) We could tell that we were in for something special.

The opening chorus was rousing and well-staged; all the choruses moved and sang well together tonight. It wasn’t as big and robust a sound as a couple of the groups have given us, but the music was all solid and secure.

My theory about the floor has been falsified; tonight was a very good show that ignored the front edge of the floor and was happy to straddle it or work in front of it. It was a big company with a small floor; I don’t know that the could have managed otherwise.

The opening dialogue was lively and strong, and not at all stale. I wasn’t at all surprised to hear the very old jokes getting new laughs from the audience; here, finally, was a Pirates that new how to present the comic material. Judith Oldbury gave a good Ruth, with an appropriate emphasis on “better have it out at once”. I often get the feeling that half the Ruths I see don’t even know there’s a joke there. Her singing voice was fine and accurate, if not powerful, and her characterization was excellent.

Simon Theobald was the Pirate King tonight, which is a pretty different role than what I’ve seen him do before — I’ve seen his Jack Point, his Florian, and his Grosvenor. (Then again, I consider myself a Jack Point, a Florian, and a Grosvenor, and I did a Pirate King this past spring.) I thought he was excellent. He has a very strong, clear, big singing voice, and his dialogue was exciting and engaging. David Turner commented, and he was definitely right, that some of his mannerisms were inspired by Johnny Depp. I found this particularly to be the case in the way that he moved around the stage in his opening scene. I’m not sure how well-integrated that aspect of the character ended up being, so I found it a little distracting, but on the whole, I thought it was one of the best Pirate Kings I’d ever seen. (But he did fall prey to my personal Pirate pet peeve: an inaccurate rhythm for “although our dark careers…” There aren’t, like, multiple versions out there, are there? There’s just one right way to do it, right? I’ve just checked all of my recordings; Donald Adams sings it the way that Theobald did tonight: for “although we live by strife”, he sang a dotted rhythm on “though-we” and straight quarter notes on the “al-” and on “live by strife”. But the three other recordings I have all have “live” as the one dotted note in that phrase. I don’t have a score on me to double-check, but I’m pretty sure that’s the way it is in my Schirmer. That’s not the mistake that I hear most often; that occurs right in “although our dark careers”.)

Gari Glaysher played Frederic earnestly and straightforwardly, as a Frederic should be played. I complained about the other two Frederics I’d seen here about their particularly harsh, and even violent, treatment of Ruth; Glaysher tonight, I thought, did it just right. He felt hurt and betrayed; he wanted to pull away from her, to run away from her, to just be left alone. He didn’t want to hurt her. He did have a tendency to sway with himself with his music, and he had a couple of odd vocal tendencies — oddly-shaped vowels and some scooping, but on the whole, he had an attractive, easy voice. His big top note in “Is there not one maiden breast” was exciting and very strong.

The entrance of the girls was busy and exciting. In addition to some eight young daughters, we also had several servants and governesses. (The servants brought lunch; the line about how they were coming with Papa was cut. One of them offered some food to Frederic and Mabel during the “Beautifully blue the sky” part.) All three small principal roles were engaging and active. Jean Kzreminski’s Edith and Jo Hardy’s Kate were both well sung.

Charlotte Clement’s Mabel sat off in one corner, dressed differently and refraining from the festivities, preferring the simple company of whatever book she was reading. I thought that worked nicely, emphasizing that she’s the odd sister who is pretty separate from the others. Her entrance was good, and her song was secure and interesting. She acted all of her little cadenzas; everything was purposeful, and it never felt like she was just doing her big soprano aria. It was musically secure and well-sung, and dramatically effective, too. I did feel like she wasn’t quite comfortable with the very top part of the very high role, but she got through everything just fine.

The Major-General’s entrance was pretty standard, and John Torr gave a good patter song and a pretty fast clip, singing very clearly, with lots of chorus movement and excitement behind during the chorus interludes. It was chaotic and impressive, but not at all distracting. It was pretty amazing, really. The Major-General was an understated one tonight; he was a good foil for Theobald’s Pirate King in a very effective orphan/often scene. I think a key to that scene is to have it move quickly, as it did tonight. It didn’t have time to stop being funny.

The pirate chorus split in two to echo the Ruth/Frederic scene in the Act I finale; half of the Pirates echoed one, and half the other. I guess that sort of makes more sense than having the chorus just keep changing its mind (although I always thought that was pretty funny).

Act II opened nicely with a new page in the form of a ruined chapel by moonlight. I don’t usually have much of an eye for lighting, but I could tell that David Turner was right — they did a very fine job lighting Act II properly, so that we could see everything clearly, but it felt like it was night. We had the smaller women’s chorus — just the daughters. There was an awkward moment after that opening chorus; the audience wasn’t sure whether to clap, and the actors didn’t help us when they waited an awkward amount of time before going on. That’s one of those things it’s really hard to learn without the benefit of performing the show to an audience a few times.

“When the foeman bears his steel” was fun and exciting, although with the big company and the small stage, and as much movement as they had, it did feel a little cramped. From my seat way up high, I could see Ruth and the Pirate King sneaking in during the number; I expect the people down lower wouldn’t have noticed. Stephen Godward made another appearance as a droll and amusing Sergeant of Police. The police chorus was exciting and fun, although I found the staging for “When a felon’s not engaged” (which used fewer men, since the tenors had changed back into pirates) to be uncharacteristically static.

The trio scene, from “When you had left our pirate fold” into “Away, away” can be one of my favorites in the show. It has to be like it was tonight: exciting and engaging and full of energy. It was fun.

The one spot I thought was a bit of a let-down, relative to the caliber of the rest of the show, was the scene between Frederic and Mabel in Act II, which includes maybe the most beautiful duet in G&S. The scene felt somewhat affected; it wasn’t the sincere sadness one expects at that point. It’s pretty much the only place (maybe one of only two places) in Pirates where we look for something emotionally genuine, and we didn’t quite get it. This was also one place in particular when I found some of Frederic’s singing to be distracting; he ’scooped’ into many of the notes in the duet. At the end of the (very fast) “here is love”, Frederic gave Mabel a quick kiss on the cheek and ran quickly away, never looking back. I felt like we’d missed an opportunity for a nice contrast in moods.

“With cat-like tread” was very fun, with very simple and effective staging. The pirates spread out across the middle part of the stage, and just jumped and sang into random directions on each major chord. “With cat-like tread, [JUMP; new set of directions] upon our prey we steal [JUMP], etc.” The police hid behind tree branches that they held themselves. Samuel went around the pirate band, showing them their weapons, instead of handing them out. That solves all sorts of logistical problems.

I did hear at least a couple of choristers sing “heaven speed thee, poplar trees“. That one’s so hard to get everybody to be right on! (It ranks up there with the phantom ’s’ on ‘beaux’ in Iolanthe.)

Theobald’s Pirate King was especially imposing and scary for “with base deceit”. There was a bit of business that will sound cute when I describe it, but was actually very scary and threatening and violating when it happened in front of us. Major-General Stanley was clutching his teddy bear, and the Pirate King tore it from his arms on “revenge is sweet, and flavors all our dealings”. I literally heard a collective shocked gasp from the audience, and I felt it in myself too — no one was quite comfortable until he’d given it back after being revealed as a nobleman.

On the whole, it was a clever, innovative Pirates — enough truly to be something special. I fully expect it to place in the top three overall shows, and wouldn’t be at all surprised if it took first place. (The South Anglia Gondoliers is the other one that I expect to be up there.) And I would be surprised if Derby didn’t win for best chorus. It was a great end to the festival competition.

Jester wishes

Last night was the Festival production of Yeomen of the Guard. The Festival production, like Savoynet and the Young Artistes, is cast remotely in advance, and the cast assembles for the first time at the festival, rehearses for something like one intensive week, then performs. It’s an intense experience, and one of my favorite ways to perform. (Obviously, there are drawbacks. For one, you only get one change to be perfect. For another, you have a very limited time to get things just the way you want them.) But I think Yeomen lends itself well to this kind of a schedule. It doesn’t call for a great deal of crisp choreography in the chorus, or for anything else that would obviously require a tremendous amount of drilling. Yeomen is driven by good characters and good drama, and thoughtful and sensitive performers can make that happen without the benefit of weeks of rehearsal. This was the case last night. It was a strong cast, supported by a large and diverse chorus. The Festival production this year was one of the best of the festival, I think. (Last year, I thought their Pinafore was only about average. This Yeomen was excellent.)

(The cast observed the front of the stage floor, so my theory is secure. There was only one violation — a woman in the chorus extended one toe past the line near the end of the Act I finale.)

The night began strongly with a good overture. After the troubles with the orchestra the previous night, it was good to hear that they’re still capable of a tight and glorious sound. The bigger brass bits near the end were especially moving. They did have some action behind a scrim during the second half of the overture. There were Yeomen moving about frantically, apparently searching for something. Eventually, I was able to guess that they were reacting to the fire in the Beauchamp, and moving a prisoner. (It might have been Fairfax? I’m not sure.) I had to invoke my knowledge of what happens before the curtain to understand it, so I’m not sure that the action contributed much. And the overture was wonderful anyway, so I could have done without it.

Helen Lever played a likable, sincere Pheobe. I was happy to see they had her with a spinning wheel. Her voice was pleasant, but only sometimes carried well. She had a bit of a thinner, ‘pop’ tone. I think she had trouble connecting both her singing and her speech to her breath throughout the night. This resulted in some unclear dialogue, especially the bits that are charged with emotion, and some pitch insecurities on the music, especially on extended notes. But she related well to her castmates, and was a very likable character.

I had the pleasure of seeing Stephen Godward reprise his Wilfred Shadbolt. He was the first Shadbolt I ever saw, when he did the role with Trent two years ago. He’s brilliant. I think I wrote last year that he may be my favorite regular performer at this festival; I’m happy to stand by that assessment. His Shadbolt was familiar, with basically the same mannerisms and characterizations. That’s just fine — he’s the best Shadbolt I’ve ever seen, and by far the funniest. (I get to see him again tonight as the Sergeant of Police with Derby!)

The entrance of the townspeople and the yeomen was very strong. It was an extremely large chorus; they filled the stage well. The double-chorus sound was excellent. The yeomen looked and sounded impressive. There were a lot of them — perhaps ten or twelve. Tony Smith was a very large, imposing yeoman with a very large, imposing voice. The chorus work was strong throughout, with the Act I finale producing a particularly glorious sound. The only weak moment from the chorus that I noticed was at the very start of “Night has spread her pall once more”. Maybe people had trouble seeing the conductor? It quickly gained strength, and the end of that number was excellent.

Alison Davis gave an interesting Dame Carruthers. She started out as a kindly, gentle soul, until she turned terrifying on her “silence, silly girl”. It felt like a sort of fanatic religious fetishism about the Tower. It was pretty creepy. I liked it. She gave a strong song, too.

Paul Thompson’s Sergeant Meryll had a gruff, weathered voice. He had strong presence on stage, and he did feel like an old military man. They restored “A laughing boy”, which seems to happen a lot. It was well-sung, but I really do think that song is just not interesting enough to justify inclusion in a very long first act. David Turner made a good observation — we missed the fatherly affection from Sergeant Meryll. There was lots of military gruffness, and not much humanity. I also had difficulty seeing his face for the whole night — it was covered, from my high gallery seat, by a hat. I thought there was a bit of an odd decision made in the Act I Finale, during Pheobe’s scene with ‘Leonard’/Fairfax. Three times, she started to get affectionate with Fairfax, and Sergeant Meryll would forcibly pull her away and reprimand her. This seemed at odds with the earlier line that he “leaves thee pretty well to thine own ways”. I’d expect a Sergeant Meryll to chuckle quietly at his silly daughter in that scene. I lost some of his musical lines in the duet with Carruthers at the end; his solo lines were strong, but I lost him when he was singing together with her in harmony.

Phil Abbott was an eager, earnest Leonard Meryll. His dialogue was a little bit affected — sometimes I thought I was listening to Dudley Do-Right — but once I got used to it, it was a little charming. And he sang very well.

Howard Turnbull, as Sir Richard, was similar in many ways to Thompson’s Meryll. He was gruff and serious, with solid dialogue. And his hat covered his face, too. He had a pleasant voice, but not a powerful one — I couldn’t really hear his line in the Act I trio, and he didn’t have the imposing threatening presence a Lieutenant should have in either finale.

I hope the Pheobes, Shadbolts, Carrutherses, and Merylls of the world will forgive me this, but I do tend to think of the first half hour or so of Yeomen as a long prologue. The story doesn’t really get going, I think, until Fairfax’s entrance, and then especially Point and Elsie’s. So the first appearance of Colonel Fairfax is a big deal. John Hurst’s Fairfax was young and ‘ansome, with a clear speaking and singing voice. His song was delivered simply and effectively. I did think that he could have had a bit more personality to him. He wasn’t charmingly oddly morbidly funny in his first scene. I felt like instead of an attractive sort of earnest bravado, we saw a genuine indifference about living or dying. It made him difficult to relate to and understand. His dialogue also seemed all to be delivered with pretty much the same inflection. His Act II song was excellent, and he worked well with Elsie.

I sat up much straighter during the opening chords for “Here’s a man of jollity”. So much depends on Point and Elsie. Up to that point last night, the show had been solid but not amazing. As is the case in so many Yeomens, I could see that these last two characters would make or break the show. They made it.

The entrance itself was a little awkward, I thought. It didn’t look especially threatening; townspeople danced in circles around Elsie and Jack Point; he looked to be enjoying himself; she was uncomfortable. But it wasn’t clear why. And when they attacked them after the song, it felt a little out of the blue. It was especially jarring since that attack was actually a very violent one — the Second Citizen punctuated his “there is humor in all things” line with kicks at Jack Point, who was lying on the ground!

Elsie was played by Penny Daw, and she gave a strong performance, with a good balance of strength of character and her status as a victim of circumstance. There were a couple of tender moments in the beginning between Point and Elsie, which I think is important. I thought her first music, in “I have a song to sing, o!” was rather uncertain. She was blocked pretty far upstage and there were people sitting downstage in front of her — it may be that she could neither hear the orchestra nor see the conductor, which would explain the tentative singing. Her later material was much stronger. And her acting in Act II was excellent. The “wicked words” scene was especially strong.

I’m very picky about Jack Points. I know it’s because I love the role and have strong feelings about it, but when I review shows I’m expressing my own opinion, not trying to treat everyone the same way. I have strong opinions about Jack Point, and most Points disappoint me. I’ve only ever seen two Jack Points that I thought were on the whole good. One was the very first one I ever saw, when Simon Theobald did the role for Trent at the Festival in 2004. The second was Adam Hepkin last night. Simon’s Jack Point was very dark and bitter — an older, jaded man who hasn’t ever figured out how to succeed at life. Adam’s was young and charismatic, with excited enthusiasm and just the first touches of weariness at the harshness of the world. (Adam’s Jack Point is in many ways similar to mine.) He did the two things in Act I that I think are most often neglected by Points: he had enough charisma to be both likable to the audience and plausible as a jester, and he demonstrated some genuine affection toward Elsie. (The latter came out particularly in the line, “Elsie is a good girl.” Another place that can happen is “But men and women marry every day.”) He also had a very strong singing voice, and moved well on stage.

The one complaint I have about Adam’s Jack Point is that he sometimes took too long to move through his long speeches. Both in the excited, energetic parts, like his opening speech to the crowd, and in his depressed rants, he put in several large gaps for effect. I think that these gaps are a mistake for two reasons. First, they’re just too hard on the audience. Those speeches are long anyway, and they need to move along if they’re to hold attention. (And in the case of the heavy dramatic stuff in Act II, it’s very risky to put in those big gaps; when you’re playing for real pathos, if you put in too much, if you lose audience focus then you’ve lost the emotional energy of the scene.) And second, I don’t know that they’re plausible for the character. As someone remarked in the Festival Club, Jack Point is not a stylized character. He’s not one to pause for five seconds of introspection in the middle of a line, or before repeating a line. Particularly in that opening scene, he’s working hard to keep the focus of the townspeople. So I thought he got a little heavier than he needed to early in Act II, and I wish that some of those long speeches had moved along faster. But on the whole, I loved Adam’s Jack Point. I’d consider him a strong candidate for the ‘Best Male Performance’ award.

Both patter songs were strong. The Act II song featured different accents for different characters, and no pauses at all in the first four verses. It made for an interesting effect. I would have guessed that it’d be hard to understand the lyrics without those pauses, but it wasn’t. It worked just fine.

One small quibble: when reading from Hugh Ambrose, Point turned pages, thus:

“The Merrie Jestes of Hugh Ambrose, number seven thousand, eight-hundred sixty-[PAGE TURN]-three. ‘The Poor Wit and the Rich Councillor.’ A certayne poor wit, being an-hungered, did meet a well-fed councillor. “Marry, fool,” quothe the councillor, “whither away?” [PAGE TURN] “In truth,” said the poor wag, “in that I have eaten naught these two dayes, I do wither away, and that right rapidly!” The Councillor laughed hugely, and gave him [PAGE TURN] a sausage.”

(I’m sure about the first and last page turns, and I think there was a third one, and I think it was about where I marked it, but I could be mistaken about that one.) How big is the print in this book? Also, was the joke number really written out in a way that there could be a page turn in the middle of the number? I know it’s such a tiny thing, but it was weird.

I also noticed near-perfection in accuracy from Point’s dialogue, and indeed, from the whole cast. I think that this was the most libretto-accurate production of the festival. Well done to the cast for that one.

Act II was very strong. “Cock and Bull” was as excellent as it would have to be, with performers that strong, and Elsie’s scene with Fairfax was outstanding. There was a very strong arquebus sound; it was fun to see the whole house jump. And that heart-wretching trio/quartet scene was really effective. I thought that “A man who would woo a fair maid” was staged a little statically for my taste, but it was well-acted. And the dialogue afterward was done very well. There was one bit of staging in particular that I found to be extremely effective. Fairfax tells Point, “nay, that is for Elsie to decide”. And Point extends a hand to Elsie, who remains motionless. Point looks on, shocked, as Fairfax continues, “I promised thee I would show thee how to woo. And herein,” and he extends his hand to Elsie, while still looking at Point, “lies the proof of the virtue of my teaching.” And she takes Fairfax’s hand. It’s poignantly effective as a crushing blow to Point, and it also has the advantage, if you’re like me and consider this an advantage, of having Fairfax act like a really smooth jerk who can use Elsie however he wants to. I cried.

Fairfax was a jerk again the Act II finale.. It really is cruel to let Elsie go on so upset for such a long time like that. Last night, the Lieutenant tried to step in to reassure her early on, but Fairfax stopped him. “No,” he seemed to be saying. “Let’s see where she’s going with this. She seems really upset.”

I did think that Elsie’s final verse to Jack Point in the Act II finale was odd. She didn’t sing to him. She went to him, and stood near him, but didn’t look at him. Indeed, she danced happily, even as she sang, as she did sing, that she ‘dropped a tear’. I didn’t really understand that.

But on the whole, it was a very successful production. I call it the best Yeomen I’ve ever seen, including the professional production earlier this festival. I’d never seen Alistair’s Yeomen before. I thought that I would love it, based on conversations I’ve had with him about Jack Point in Houston over the years. I was right.

You can see, sir!

I’ve just uploaded some pictures from Iolanthe into a facebook album, viewable here.

Life has been slower, these past few days. I’ve slept in and relaxed. I saw the festival Yeomen last night; it was very good. I’ll get a proper review up soon, probably later today. Tonight is the Derby Pirates, the last piece of the competition. Then a professional Pinafore this weekend, and the festival is over. It’s been a long one. I’m not sure how I feel about leaving. I absolutely love it here, but I think I might be ready to go home. (Not that I exactly have a home to go to; the first order of business next week is to move in to my new apartment in a new city…)

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