Kipps – The New Half A Sixpence Musical is “new” in the sense that it’s an updated version of a musical first performed in the early 1960s to showcase the singing, dancing and banjo playing talents of Tommy Steele.
Bringing plenty of Hollywood glamour and class, Jonathan Church’s production of the classic musical Singin’ in the Rain is stunning from start to finish.
Two classic revivals — both coincidentally first launched in the spring and summer of 2011, one on Broadway (Anything Goes, in a production directed and choreographed by Kathleen Marshall), the other at Chichester, before transferring to the West End’s Palace Theatre (Singin’ in the Rain, directed by Jonathan Church with choreography by Andrew Wright) — have returned in triumph on consecutive nights this week.
My advice to the next generation of men and women applying for colleges is perhaps avoid the college that excels in your strength.
Chichester Festival Theatre’s Olivier Award-nominated production of Singin’ in the Rain will play a strictly limited five-week season at London’s Sadler’s Wells in the summer of 2020, running from 24 July to 30 August 2020 with a press night on 30 July 2020.
A recent article questioning Richard E Grant’s near apocalyptic public display of happiness at his Oscar nomination got me thinking about the great Mark Bramble who the world sadly lost this week.
Jack & The Beanstalk is back is in all its traditional glory in this truly spectacular show that remains as magical as Jack’s famous beans.
I will remember 2018 for many things, primarily as the year of courage. No, not shown by me but by all the brilliant children I have worked with over the past year on Joseph and Nativity! The Musical among other projects.
All Edinburgh Theatre’s Hugh Simpson went along to the Festival Theatre, Edinburgh to catch Nativity! The Musical.
It struck me a few weeks ago, when teaching a group of students, just how overly aware young people are now compared to the distant years of my youth.
If it really is true that only one in 10 gets a job then why not make it your goal and mission to be that special one? If your heart, mind and manner is set on a successful career there is nothing to hold you back.
I haven’t felt the calling to scribble my thoughts down of late. However, the recent passing of one of the world’s greatest dance makers Gillian Lynne has moved to do just that.
Underbelly Productions has today confirmed the new production of Clarke Peters’ Olivier Award-winning and Tony-Award nominated musical, Five Guys Named Moe, will extend its run at The Marble Arch Theatre until Saturday 24th March 2018.
Performed in a brand-new theatre at Marble Arch, does this revival of Five Guys Named Moe win over the critics? Love London Love Culture rounds up the reviews.
Created thirty years ago by Clarke Peters and swiftly transferring from the Theatre Royal Stratford East across town to the West End and then to Broadway, it is a delight to see the show return to London, where it simply outclasses many of today’s long-running musicals.
Each song is playful, catchy, foot-tapping and filled with warmth and affection for one another. The five Moe’s are energetic and throw themselves into the fast-paced, jazzy pieces and choreography by Andrew Wright with joy and exuberance.
When a show comes to an end – as Half A Sixpence did this weekend in the West End – it is often a challenging time.
Recently many of us mourned the passing of an inspiring dance teacher in Somerset by the name of Joy Tinney. Her christian named pretty much summed her and her teaching methods up perfectly. She encouraged students of all abilities to create, to strive to be better and most importantly to discover the Joy of dance….
In the same rehearsal venue as us are the kids of School Of Rock – a show that is high on my list to see. Every morning at 10 and every evening at 6 you see the real heroes, no not the kids but the parents waiting for their loved ones.
I recently had a delightfully reminiscent few hours with an old hoofer chum about our dancing years. Ah, those glory days long before the bones started to creak, hair recedes and magazines landed on my doorstep for middle aged must-haves.