SoCALLED Sings Yiddish with Zephyr Quartet

SoCalled Sings Yiddish Cabaret Festival 2019Adelaide Cabaret Festival. Quartet Bar. 15 Jun 2019

 

Canada’s SoCALLED is famed for Jewish hip-hop. Going back to his roots, in collaboration with Adelaide’s Zephyr Quartet is easily one of the best things he could have ever chosen to do in his creative life.

 

SoCALLED brought to his rapt audience in the Quartet Bar a veritable wide history of Yiddish Theatre songs, Holiday songs, Klezmer and more.

 

The marriage of voice in performance with quartet arrangements is so profoundly affecting. Impassioned urgency, thrusting back and forth in voice and gesticulation is matched with vivid plucked strings and light bow strokes creating an added heart beat to the dramatic, emotional, yet clearly cerebral lyrics.

 

Never has this famed quartet been seen so in love with the music they were playing. Clearly it had much to do with the wonderful artist leading and guiding them. The material stretched from the early 20th Century, across two world wars to the present; always maintaining a zest for life, for robust self-reflection and cry to action in service of a people, a culture.

 

So much soul, so much love, so much sombre, heartfelt reflection in one evening always gilded with a tinge of happiness like sparkling gold.

 

David O’Brien

 

When: 15 to 16 Jun

Where: Quartet Bar

Bookings: Closed

Suburban Gothic

Suburban Gothic Cabaret Festival 2019Adelaide Cabaret Festival. The Blue Room. 9 Jun 19


It’s not the famous movie. It’s a strange Melbourne confection of dark matter. Something spooky is going down, they say, having tip-toed into the room with their hooded heads illuminated by torchlight.

It’s the cabaret creep show, definitely R-rated with a wealth of profanity-adorned sexual and sinister content. It’s just a bit on the could-be-shocking side, but it takes more than weird psycho-pathology to shock an Adelaide audience. We simply like or don’t like. In the case of Suburban Gothic it comes right down the middle. At one moment from the three skilled entertainers, Mark Jones, Aurora Kurth, and Karlis Zaid, it is universal humour, as in the song about getting lost trying to visit friends in those confounded mazes of developer estates. Then, it is the overkill song about seven dildos at the side of the road which is having a go at consumer society and then ends up with a rather violent snipe at employers enjoying staff redundancy.

Perhaps the length of the songs is what drives them over the edge. It’s hard to find a snappy ending. The song about going down in an air crash is so ghastly, I would exhort flying-phobic people just to stay right away. It is a cruel song.

Albeit beautifully done, the dying disabled child number is tough and similarly, the domestic violence song. Brilliant but awful.

Piece de resistance is perhaps the flasher song which tries hard to give flashers some status as performance artistes and sends it all up deliciously. A winner. And thus, with these splendid performers and excellent backing, does this work directed by ex Tripod Steven Gates, make for 70 minutes of off-the-wall fearless weirdness.


Samela Harris


When: 9 to 10 Jun

Where: The Blue Room

Bookings: Closed

Dolly Diamond - Parton Me

Dolly Diamond Parton Me Cabaret Festival 2019Adelaide Cabaret Festival. The Blue Room. 8 Jun 2019

 

Well, darn it and heavens to Betsy, darlin', here comes Dolly Parton with a baritone voice.

This English-born Aussie Dolly Diamond fits absolutely none of the conventional Dolly Parton bills.  So, Parton Me is a good title for the show.

This is one very big Dolly, squeezed absurdly into a tight yellow Dolly jumpsuit. This is a breathless, hoarse Dolly who whispers out Dolly lyrics and occasionally resorts to a beautiful baritone note or two. This also is a very funny Dolly with a good line of satiric patter and audience schtick.

 

Dolly Diamond is well known around the entertainment traps but this is her Adelaide Parton Me premiere and she attracted a house packed with Red Hat ladies and Dolly fans. Whether they expected what they got is another matter. Some looked a wee bit askance. But there was a lot of love in the air.

 

For this critic, a long-time Dolly fan who has actually pilgrimaged to Dollywood in Tennessee, it was a totally surreal Dolly experience with a very strong sense that of all people, it would be Dolly Parton herself who most would appreciate this gorgeous, brazen and totally dissimilar mimic.

 

Dolly Diamond, who has a writer called Michael Dalton, is just a downright feel-good, mischievous, out-there entertainer. Just a bit too generous for her own good. For part of the show, her two lovely backing singers are joined onstage by the huge Adelaide Gospel Chorus and, indeed, they adorn the stage as an upbeat life force. But handing over Dolly’s gospel solos to their leader, Charmaine Jones, for an elongated super-soaring virtuoso soul gospel rendition just takes the cabaret show right out of cabaret and into another zone. Would that Dolly D had kept the spotlight on herself.  She’s worth it.

 

Samela Harris

 

When: 7 to 9 Jun

Where: The Blue Room

Bookings: Closed

The House is Live

The House is Live Adelaide Cabaret 2019Adelaide Cabaret Festival. Thebarton Theatre. 7 Jun 2019

 

Julia Zemiro warned that the Cabaret Festival Gala opening would not be in the convention of past Cabaret Festival Gala openings and it wasn’t, insofar as it was outside the CBD in the dear old Thebby Theatre. For many of the establishment, it may have been a first venture into a venue famous for rock concerts, albeit Adelaide Festival aficionados have fond memories of significant arts events there; Pina Bausch top of the list.

Lesson of the night was that it is a beaut old theatre with good sound.

Otherwise, well directed by Craig Ilott, it was a not-gala gala Cabaret Festival night in which Zemiro introduced a swag of her 2019 line-up, newbies and oldies.

She also presented the divine Meow Meow with the CabFest Icon Award. Meow Meow made it an opportunity to salute Julia Holt, original director of our winter festival, and to play absurdist games with the trophy and with the audience and life in general. Meow Meow is one vivid, clever, fearless, funny, utterly unique performer and she deserves all the plaudits in the business.

 

State Theatre artistic director Mitchel Butel partnered Zemiro in her opening segment and showed his colours as an absolutely delicious song and dance man. He had impish good spirit which one hopes may transition into his era with State.

 

In the absence of Adelaide’s beloved Hans, Zemiro introduced Adelaide to Reuben Kaye, a gorgeous camp champ of song and patter now resident in London.  He wears arguably the world’s biggest false eyelashes with expertly glittered lips. He sings beautifully. He is provocative and funny and downright classy. It is impossible not to adore him.

The line-up moved seamlessly on and off stage, the program’s moods moving from cheer to melancholy. 

Queenie Van de Zant  brought the house to respectful silence before she brought it down. She can sing. She is funny. Another hit.

Omar Musa did his rap poetry, bouncing rhythmically across the stage, brown man with black politics, he said, a marvel who has risen to stardom with poetry.

There was Nkechi Anele shouting soul Idol-style and Alma Zygier winning hearts with lovely 30s jazz songs. The Swell Mob swarmed all over the place in their scruffy period garb, pulling up petticoats, kicking up knees hot from the rowdy pubs of Olde England.

Paul Capsis made his appearance, his astonishing voice shrilling and thrilling as ever, although he seemed in himself just a bit downhearted. 

He was chirpier in the grand finale with Meow Meow, but who wouldn’t be? 

Maude Davey strutted down the centre aisle, a glory of sleek skin and showgirl feathers. She sang The Angels’ famous anthem, Am I Ever Going To See Your Face Again and the audience roared its response in an epic version which culminated with gorgeous Davey throwing herself hard on the catwalk floor. A dramatic gesture perhaps signalling that she is giving up nude performance.

 

The variety show climaxed with a storm of golden particles pouring from aloft and the whole, gorgeous auditorium shimmered in the joy of it. A lovely spectacle. Not a gala, mind you. 

And did I mention the band?

Directed by pianist Daniel Edmonds, with lots of brass and fabulous percussion, it just swung and sizzled and purred and gave a power of finesse to the show.  And CabFest 2019 was up and away.

 

Samela Harris

 

When: 7 Jun

Where: Thebarton Theatre

Bookings: Closed

Lisa Fischer with Grand Baton

Lisa Fischer Adelaide Cabaret 2019Adelaide Cabaret Festival. Dunstan Playhouse. 8 Jun 2019.

 

The extraordinary Lisa Fischer and her terrific band Grand Baton have returned to the Adelaide Cabaret Festival after a three year absence and, once again, they are a triumph.

 

Lisa Fischer’s career is an intriguing one. For thirty years she has been an indispensable, but unheralded, vocalist in The Rolling Stones touring band. In the spotlight for her thrilling solo in Gimme Shelter but in the shadows for the rest of the show, she has played to audiences of up to half a million people, most of whom wouldn’t know her name.

 

Those who have seen Morgan Nevile’s 2014 Oscar winning documentary 20 Feet from Stardom, about the experiences and tribulations of back-up singers such as Darlene Love, Merry Clayton, and Claudia Lennear, who made significant contributions to recorded music for little more than gig economy reward, will recognise Lisa Fischer as a key contributor not only to the Stones, but Luther Vandross and Sting.

 

So to see Fischer perform as the major star she undoubtedly is, in the intimate confines of the Dunstan Playhouse, is a rare treat. Taking the stage to a warm welcome (led by the many who have seen her before and wouldn’t miss this for quids) she immediately connects, greeting the audience and introducing her New York-based band, Grand Baton, a psychedelic-soul-jazz unit featuring Aidan Carroll on bass, drummer Thierry Arpino and musical director and multi-instrumentalist J.C.Maillard.

 

Fischer begins humming and vocalising while Arpino lays a catchy percussive rhythm with timpani mallets, joined by Carroll’s deep thrumming bass. The vocal improv starts to form words- “You’re lights are on, but you’re not home/ Your mind is not your own/ Your heart sweats/ your body shakes/ Another is what it takes… ” It swaggers but is gathering intensity; Fischer weaves the vocals between two microphones – one for reverb and echo effects, the other for her soaring multi-octave excursions.

 

Another verse and she hits the chorus “You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love.” As she hits the last phrase J.C. Maillard opens the throttle on his electric guitar, peeling off rich,

raunchy fuzz chords John Scofield would be pleased to own.

Addicted to Love, Robert Palmer’s 1986 signature dance hit, cruises for eight or nine minutes as Fischer, draped in majestic off the shoulder silk, draws up her skirts to sashay with the band as they revel in their irresistibly nimble groove.

 

Also a skilful raconteur, Fischer recalls her grandmother telling her that she was part Cherokee and recently deciding to have a DNA test to identify her ethnic heritage. She was astonished to find Cameroon, Sub-Saharan, Indian, a slice of British but no American. That was the lead-in to a reflection on the fluidity of population and migration. And - “We come from the land of ice and snow/From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow..” Led Zeppelin’s Immigrant Song - linked in enticing mash-up with Fragile from the Sting album Nothing Like the Sun.

 

It unfolds into a splendid sonic raga with Fischer’s keening reverb vocals, the unerring rhythm section and J.C. Maillard, his face a curtain of thin dreadlocks, weaving keyboards, mesmeric oud-like melodies from his custom built SazBass (an eight string elecro-acoustic instrument modelled on the Turkish baglama) as well as multilayered Sufi Qawwali vocals. He is a fascinating musician to watch in action.

 

A jazzy, spacy reading of another Sting/Police classic follows – Message in a Bottle, gradually coming into recognition as the band entwine with Fischer’s vocals. She is a marvel of expression and control. Her voice spans from bell-like soprano to sultry contralto. It is said that she has a vocal range from A2 to G6.

 

Reflecting on her teenage parents (sixteen and seventeen when she was born) and her mother’s tribulations in love, Fischer interprets yet another intriguing contemporary composition – Blues in the Night by Katie Melua - with a downbeat melancholy theme of abandonment. “A man is a two-face,/A worrisome thing who’ll leave to sing/The blues in the night.” Carroll is now on acoustic bass, Arpino is using brushes and J.C. a melodic acoustic blues guitar.

 

This unadorned lament then segues into Ane Brun’s setting of Laid in Earth from Purcell’s Dido and Aeneas highlighting the pellucid operatic quality of Lisa Fischer’s virtuosic soprano. It is a spell-binding experience and it is inexplicable that recordings of these superb live performances have never been released.

 

Fischer’s versatility is evident yet again with a jazz medley of Heart and Soul and the Peggy Lee standard, Fever. The band is at its supple best and Fischer moves around the front tables of the audience, working her double mics and serenading some rather bashful “silver foxes” in the matinee crowd. J.C. plays a flawless flamenco solo before switching to another excursion on the SazBass.

 

It is a splendid close to the set, but luckily there is more. The encore announces itself with those famous lines Lisa Fischer would have heard so many times 20 feet from the spotlight. “I was born in crossfire hurricane/ And I howled at the maw in the drivin’ rain/ But it’s all right now, in fact it’s a gas / But it’s all right I’m … Jumping Jack Flash.” The Rolling Stones, Beggar’s Banquet, 1968.

 

Like the re-inventions by Robert Plant and his Shape Shifters, Fischer, J.C. and the others have given this rock classic a Moorish makeover. The Stones rhythms are large as life but Fischer’s vocal inventions and J.C.’s Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan chanting (expertly blended with vocal embellishment from the sound desk) turns a familiar oldie into a dervish-like spin with the music of the spheres. The majestic Lisa Fischer and Grand Baton are a joy to behold and musically out of this world. You’d have to say they’re a gas, gas, gas. 

 

Murray Bramwell

 

When: 7 to 8 Jun

Where: Dunstan Playhouse

Bookings: Closed

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