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X Pose – LGBT Photography Classes

Monday, July 19th, 2010

In association with the Gay Tourist Office these Photography Classes offer new skills in understanding your camera and using it to its full potential as well as understanding studio lighting and working with a model.

In Soho – 1 Day Courses:

Demystifying Digital – £45

Learn how to shoot in manual, understand your camera settings and have more creative controlover your images. Next class Saturday 7th August

Studio Lighting with a Model – £80

Use light to flatter your subject, understand a Studio set up and light sources, light and shoot a model. Next Class Saturday 24th July

Fun   Informative   Small Groups

For details and booking:  Michele@gaytouristoffice.co.uk

Facebook Group: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=117405018306710&ref=mf

Outsiders – David Foldvari

Wednesday, July 7th, 2010

Illustrator David Foldvari is showing some new work this Thursday as part of a group show to celebrate the opening of Outsiders (formerly known as Shop at Lazarides), Greek street, Soho W1D 4DG

6 – 9pm / Tomorrow! Come along!

Chaz Royal’s London Burlesque Week

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

“Roll Out the Red Carpet”

In association with Secrets in Lace

 Café De Paris

One of my first thoughts when I was asked to review this Show were “What should I expect?” I had never been to a Burlesque Show before. I knew there would be some naked flesh, raunchy music and lots of feathers and fans but that was as far as my knowledge went.

A visit to the website at www.londonburlesquefest.com/ offered a host of information detailing who, where and when. We are told we will see performers from all over the globe promising more glitz, glam and sizzling striptease than any other Burlesque Show in 2010. A look at their promotional video confirms this! I feel we are in safe hands with Chaz Royal. A man, who has been responsible for the production of over 500 shows since 2001 in a bid to revive this glamorous and raunchy art. This production looks to be a big undertaking as you look through the “Show Time” page of the website. Performing at eight different venues over five days, with over 150 performers, there must be a little something here for everyone.

You soon come to realize they couldn’t have chosen a better venue for this burlesque soiree!! Red carpet with golden chairs juxtaposition either side, the wonderful set included a D.J. booth on the balcony hosting two sexy female stewards playing great tunes like “Is You Is Or Is You Ain’t My Baby”, “Fly Me To The Moon” and the wonderful Nina Simone’s “Sugar In My Bowl”, the best jazz and blues artist of this era. The atmosphere was smokin’; stunning models sashaying back and forth, unveiling Secrets in Lace authentic stockings and the audiences’ great effort set the scene and matched to perfection the fashion of the 1940s era with felt hats, finger waved hair and flowing vintage swing dresses it certainly made you feel you were on the Set of a 1940s movie!!

                  Ivy page took to the stage presenting herself, with great humour and sarcasm, cutting one heckler down to size with the line “It looks like your trousers are doing the talking for themselves sir!”  It has to be said, after a couple of glasses of wine, who would not succumb to her sharp but, none the less cute charms.  Ivy introduced the charming Agent Lynch who seduced our eyes with the models wearing jungle seductions from the Bettie Page Leopard Group and Dita Von Teese stocking range, all available for your late night viewing at www.secretsinlace.com. What followed was an introduction to all the girls that were performing during the evening, a perfect opportunity for them to strut, cavort and pose on the red carpet for all the wandering eyes and camera lenses to devour.

Ivy Page took to the stage once again, to perform a wonderful rendition of the song “Burlesque and Blues” belting out her talents, you could almost taste the plush velvet and rising smoke of the jazz and blues bars from the days of old.

The first burlesque performer of the night was the lovely BB Rose displaying what seemed to be a Spanish theme, with the beautiful hues of the Mediterranean, in her performance. BB concealed her modesty with a bird like fan, resembling the colours of the Spanish flag. The climax of her act drew breath, as she set her nipple tassels alight!

Next up was a complete surprise Charlie Chaplin? Well he turned out to be Betty Bottom Dollar and worth every dollar she was. Humorous from the outset with her trousers falling fowl to the forces of gravity she gets raucous applause from her backing track. This clearly does nothing for Charlie’s coyness but just as her backing track audience boos Charlie off, the amazing transformation occurs. Unleashing, her rupunzian golden locks as the bowler hat is made history and we are overwhelmed by the blossoming young girl.

The beautiful Chris Columbine was up next; wooing us with her piano artistry. Looking pretty in pink, pink rose in her hair to suit she dazzled us, amazed us then turned on her charms, toyed with us, revealing a bra full of rose petals and climaxing in a shower of champagne.

Still breathless from Betty, we were presented with the raunchy and sophisticated Honey Lu Lu. Looked dashing in her blue velvet, the curiosity was working overtime! What will this young fox be wearing under this elegant outfit. We wouldn’t have to wait too long!  Teased off first were the arm length gloves and then…….. This lady was clearly hot stuff! Out came the fire, running her sticks of fire over her beautiful curves to a Pulp Fiction sound track, Honey took us to the climax by means of oral extinguish!  So the evening continued with some very entertaining and humorous performances by Lola Labelle, Ben flaunting his big 10 inch, the only male on the bill, Ecuador the Wizard who can certainly be described as entertaining as well as very brave, funny and daring. The blonde bombshell sailor girl Slinky Sparkle, with underwear as sweet as cherries quite literally and dressed in red the Sugar Blue Review. Our finale left us “Wishing on a Star” for a Magic Mermaid. This was Venus Vuna’s final performance before retiring, swimming away to her island in the sun.

All that is left to be said is this was a wonderful evening of humour, glamour, sophistication and titillation. I would see this again as I found it simply entertaining in so many ways!!                                            

Simon Stone at www.simonstone.bandzoogle.com

Nina Vanns at www.myspace.com/carpetloungelizards

Nation

Monday, March 15th, 2010

Patrick Cash

Nation at the National Theatre has all the surface trappings of a successful stage production: it’s big, bold, vivid and full to the brim with stunning imagery. A lot of bucks have clearly been thrown at the awesome set which more than successfully meets the challenge of depicting the giant waves, tropical storms and underwater sequences littering the adaption of Terry Pratchett’s novel. Developed by the team behind the seminally successful Warhorse (still running at the New London Theatre) the show displays the same dazzling use of technical effects and puppetry to create an ethereally magical realm in which the disparate group of characters operate. Director Melly Still displays some inventive staging as in this netherworld of the imagination sheets of material become oceans, bunches of rags attached to bones flutter convincingly as carrion-feeding birds and the spectator is transported effortlessly across a spectrum of environments, from the land of the dead to the bottom of the ocean floor itself.

Undoubtedly a play for which to book tickets immediately then, one might safely assume? Not quite. Through the glittering haze of exhilarating visuals one big problem stands out: it just doesn’t believe in itself. This isn’t a comment on the source material which admirably seeks to deal with issues of race, colonialism and equality in a thoughtful manner, but specifically related to the actual theatrical show. Mark Ravenhill’s script seems to be aiming for the endearing charm of a Disney cartoon but unfortunately there emerges a plodding beast peppered with clichés, several leagues away from his recent poignant and funny collaboration with Bette Bourne at the Soho Theatre. The cast certainly don’t believe in what they’re saying; when an actor is given a line such as ‘I have the silver dream fish’ his conviction must be wholeheartedly behind it otherwise the note of falsity will ring clear and spread like a bushfire through the audience. At this point the exotic noble savages in the midst of a fierce tribal dance upon the stage become simply a bunch of Western actors dressed up in condescending costumes and engaging in behaviour which seems at best silly and at worst genuinely patronising to the cultures they are pertaining to represent.

Remembering that it was meant to be a predominately family show, this reviewer tried to temper his reactions to include this fact as a possible set of mitigating circumstances, but to make a piece child-friendly shouldn’t involve talking down to its audience, and the striking number of newly empty seats as the second half began confirmed that a large number of other spectators harboured similar negative opinions. With a running time of two hours and forty-five minutes, the entire performance is in drastic need of a rigorous cutting also. Flamboyant and expensive sets can wow one’s optical senses temporarily but after viewing Nation you may leave the National contemplating the old truth that style, however beautiful, can never adequately replace the sad absence of substance.

Nation at the National Theatre, South Bank, SE1 9PX.

15th March – onwards. Mon – Sat 7.30pm; Thurs & Sat matinee 2pm; Sun matinee 2.30pm.

www.nationaltheatre.org.uk, Box Office 020 7452 3000.

Tickets: £10-£42.50. Various concessions available, see website.

Soap

Saturday, March 13th, 2010

Patrick Cash

From the moment this intriguing spectacle of a show opens with a rousingly original, opera-tinged rendition of Gnarls Barkley’s ‘Crazy’, the spectator is transported to an ethereal world of sinuous acrobatics and glisteningly beautiful figures. Devised by Markus Pabst, creator of the ‘Bath Boy’ act in last year’s hit London circus show La Clique, Soap builds intricately upon that routine in a remarkable manner, and over and again the audience could be heard to audibly gasp as eight superbly muscled gymnasts contorted themselves magically upon the stage. An innovative set of ceramic bathtubs and burbling pipes provides a suitably fantastical backdrop for this startling odyssey celebrating the beauty, strength and capabilities of the human form.

Although the main emphasis is clearly centred upon the dazzling athletics on display, what tenuous narrative there exists is provided by an initially charming female clown figure, performing a series of comic interludes between the more breathtaking acts. At first this medley of slapstick and physical jokes is greeted with a wave of enjoyment by the chuckling audience, but it would take an excessive amount of good nature not to find her rubber-faced reactions at least a little tedious by the second half. However, the musical set pieces delivered by a seminally glamorous blonde bombshell more than hold one’s attention due to her impressive vocals and onstage charisma; in a bizarre but engaging twist on classical material, Beethoven, Mozart and various other composers are given ‘splash’ cover versions.

But everyone knows the real attraction of this event resides in the mighty flexes of the acrobats themselves. A pair of supple legs juggle a collection of rings on just the soles of the feet; a toned god of a semi-naked boy bends his unimaginably malleable body into jaw-dropping positions all the while splashed with water; a flame-haired fury energetically falls from the sky on her swing to the tune of 60s pop. Dancers perform their choreography dangling from bathtubs attached to the ceiling; handsome gods in tight shorts soar over the audience’s heads on nothing but a couple of taut ropes.  All this builds up to a truly extraordinary finale involving all the performers where the visual feast is heightened to a searingly intense point, as the heavens open to drench the stage with torrents of streaming rain.

Overall this is a surreal concept for a show, with a blend of circus skills, aerialist exhibitions, cabaret and an overlying ‘soap’ theme that verges on the absurd. But it is testament to the ingenuity of the creator and the astounding talents of the formidable cast that the spectator transcends these ostensibly uneasy elements to reach a plane of utter engagement with the sights on stage. In an era of London’s performing arts landscape that can be uncomfortably dominated by big but bland musicals and yet more deadly revivals of old classics, Soap is a strikingly unique flash of lightning through the clouds.

Soap at the Riverside Studios,  Crisp Road, Hammersmith, W6 9RL

5th March – 25th April, 2010. Shows Tues – Sat at 8pm, Sun 6pm. Sat matinees at 3pm from 20th March.

www.riversidestudios.co.uk, Box Office: 020 8237 1111

Tickets: £10-£25.