According to Jullian Marsh in 42nd Street “The most glorious words in the english language are Musical Comedy”. How head spinning, toe tapping, leg kicking right he is! London is practically sinking under the weight of dance shows at the moment and I for one couldn’t be happier.
Last weekend I had the absolute joy of returning to where it all began. The alarmingly lanky, awkward yet determined young Andrew first got the taste for this beautiful business at the Strode Theatre in Street many decades ago. A wonderful hidden gem of a venue run by a brilliant women, Liz Leyshon.
The wonderful (fellow Mate) Libby Purves herself had a Sixpence related question, and I quote: “I just want to know IN DETAIL how Andrew Wright gets those actors to do such astonishing perilous Olympicish THINGS. They fly through the air! They skid! They throw one another! End of Sixpence is like a pub brawl between seraphim and gods”!