Sunday, 10 July 2011

Jekyll and Hyde: a deliciously dark tale.

Jekyll and Hyde first came to my attention about four or five years ago when a friend of mine starred in an amateur production- and as I never had the time to see the show, its arrival to Cardiff's Millennium Centre was a 'must-see'. 


The story is a difficult one to successfully translate to stage, even though it has become a worldwide hit. It is, after all, a Victorian gothic novella, about the struggle between good and evil.




A packed theatre and a programme in hand- things looked great. But as the lights dimmed a voice heralded that the star "Marti Pellow would not be appearing in this afternoons performance"-- brilliant. A wave of disappointment hitting the crowd from the let down of "injured" wet wet wet star (however- understudy Martin Dickinson proved he was a leading man with strong tenor vocals and an outstanding performance as Jekylls alter ego Edward Hyde.
So the storyline you ask? Picture this-the lights dim on the theatre- cue Dr Henry Jekyl in an insane asylum talking about plans to help the ill to his comatose father. A black out suddenly and then the ensemble appear to sing "facade" the rich and poor of 19th century London describe how people act how they want others to see them, no matter who they really are inside (this is the basic premise of the entire play). 

Afterward, Jekyll presents a research proposal to the Board of Governors of St. Jude's Hospital. When Jekyll proposes to test his theory and his formula on a human subject, they reject the proposal with cries of "sacrilege, lunacy, blasphemy, heresy", voting five to none. Later that night, the toast of society turns up at an engagement party, Emma- a young rich ladies engagement, to Dr. Jekyll. The bizzare lyrics of 'bitch-bitch-bitch' then play as Jekyll—late as usual—arrives just as everyone is leaving, and shares a moment with Emma. Though he is always busy with his work, Emma swears she will be beside him through it all. And cue the all too familiar male/female love song "Take Me as I Am". Sang reasonably well- so I clapped a little.

Jekyll and his close friend Utterson later go to a dingy pub known as the Red Rat for Jekyll's bachelor party. Lured in by ladies of the night we are introduced to second (and more talented) leading lady; Lucy. "Bring on the Men" is then performed a raunchy number that was well worth a foot tap or two.  After the number, Lucy begins to circulate among the clientele, sent by her boss Spider to work her charm on Jekyll.  Jekyll and Lucy are drawn to each other in a way that promises each of them a great friendship. Jekyll admits Lucy's song has helped him find the answer to his experiment. Utterson reemerges and Jekyll admits that he must be on his way. Before he goes, he gives Lucy his visiting card and asks her to see him should she ever need anything.


Yes- so far it is slow. And I dare say several people had drifted off by this point. This is in no way because of the cast- although there was something lacking in the female performers-- but the poor scripting of this first 20minutes led to this lagging feeling. However- things were about to change with the real grit of the story plucking up. 

As Utterson and Jekyll arrive at the latter's residence, Utterson notices that Jekyll is in a better mood. Jekyll informs him that he has found a subject for his experiments. And as Utterson leaves Jekyll begins his potion brew- explaining through clever journal form that he himself will be the subject.  After a minute of the potion's side effects, he writhes in pain, transforming into an evil form of himself- complete with top hat, cane and fur collared cape. He goes out and roams the streets, taking in the sights and sounds of London, comically stealing ice creams from children and including an encounter with Lucy. He gives himself a name: Edward Hyde. And sings about how alive he feels. Dickinsons performance excelled from this point- Hydes character is clearly where his best acting is found. 

Dr Jekyll then hides himself away in his lab not to be disturbed- until- visiting card in hand, Lucy arrives at Jekyll's residence with a nasty bruise on her back. As Jekyll treats it, she tells him a man named Hyde did it. Jekyll is stunned by this revelation but hides it. Obviously in love with him, Lucy kisses Jekyll and sings- my personal favourite- Someone Like You- personally I feel she didnt do the song justice but it was no disaster. 

Later, the Bishop, one of the men from the board of governors is seen with prostitute Nellie after having a meeting with one of her attendants, who is a minor. He pays Nellie and arranges to see the attendant next Wednesday. When Nellie and the attendant leave, Hyde appears. After insulting the Bishop, Hyde proceeds to beat and stab the former to death with a swordstick before gleefully screaming 'I am Edward Hyde' as the half way curtain falls.

A few moments, and a fair few ice creams later, the curtains raise and the citizens of London gossip about the Bishop's murder. The Carews, the four remaining Governors, and Utterson attend the Bishop's funeral at St. Paul's Cathedral, unaware that Hyde is also present. After the funeral, General Glossop and Lord Savage leave St. Paul's, mourning over their deceased colleague. Hyde corners Glossop and stabs him through the mouth with his sword stick. Another night, Lady Beaconsfield and a few friends are seen walking home. Hyde emerges from the shadows.  Hyde snaps Bessie's neck with her own diamonds. And as the city reacts to the third and fourth murders, the Carews find a frantic Teddy at Victoria Station and learn that he is fleeing to Aberdeen. The Carews wish him a safe journey and return home. Hyde then appears, breaking Teddy's neck and kicking his corpse onto the train tracks. By now, all five Governors who rejected Jekyll's proposal are dead- and the ensemble sing Murder Murder!


Later that night, Emma lets herself into Jekyll's laboratory. She finds his journal open and reads one of his entries. Jekyll enters and immediately closes the journal, preventing her from learning what he has become. Emma can see he is distraught. She professes her love for him and begs him to confide in her singing a beautiful rendition of once upon a dream. He tells her nothing of his work, but says he still loves her. And as Emma leaves, Jekyll writes in his journal that Hyde has taken a heavy toll on him and those around him, and that the transformations are occurring without his taking the potion. We are taking to the bedrooms of both Emma and Lucy as they sing the beautiful duet 'In his eyes' while thinking about their love; Jekyll- this is probably the best the two leading ladies sang in the show and I did actually get goosebumps at this beautiful song. 

Lucy is then visited by Hyde, who tells her that he is going away for a while. He then warns her to never leave him -- "ever". Lucy is terrified, but seems to be held under a sexual, animalistic control by Hyde and both characters embark in the actor-dreaded on stage sex scene while singing 'Dangerous Game'. 

Utterson comes to Jekyll's lab with the rest of the chemicals and discovers Hyde, who informs him that the doctor is "not available" tonight.  When Utterson threatens him with his swordstick, Hyde injects the formula into himself, roaring with laughter as he transforms back into Jekyll in front of Utterson. Jekyll tells Utterson that Hyde must be destroyed, whatever the cost. He then begs Utterson to deliver money for Lucy so she can escape to safety. As Utterson leaves, Jekyll mixes in chemicals and injects the new formula, praying that he can restore his former life.

Utterson visits Lucy at the Red Rat with the money, along with a letter from Jekyll that entreats her to leave town and start a new life elsewhere. Just then, as Utterson leaves, Hyde returns. Seeing the letter from Jekyll, he tells Lucy that he and the doctor are "very close." As he holds Lucy softly so that she does not suspect it, he slowly and savagely kills her. Covered in blood from stabbing Lucy, Jekyll returns to his laboratory and faces off with Hyde in a final battle for control. A spectacle of video technology as Hyde talks to Jekyll through the mirror- saying he'll never leave. Jekyll seems to win the confrontation as he screams FREE!


What seems like moments later (but probably should have been weeks) Jekyll seems to have won as he and Emma stand before the priest at their wedding. As the Minister asks does anyone have any reasons why the couple should not be married, Jekyll doubles over in pain and transforms into Hyde. Hyde taking Emma hostage goes mad. But at the sound of Emma's pleading voice, Jekyll is able to regain momentary control. He begs Utterson to kill him, but Utterson cannot bring himself to harm his friend. Desperate, Jekyll impales himself on Utterson's sword stick. Jekyll dies. Evil wins.




To sum up Jekyll and Hyde I'd say: Dark, sexy and deliciously wicked- in equal measures, Jekyll and Hyde is  all the drama of the classic gothic novella. Dickinsons understudy duties made him a star as the brilliant but obsessive scientist whose sadistic alter ego wreaks havoc across Victorian London in this poorly written but all be it musical sensational dark tale of love, redemption and the seductive power of evil. 


Well done to the cast of Jekyll and Hyde!


-ZB

Saturday, 2 July 2011

All the fun of the Fair?

Last week GLASTONBURY 2011 this week- uh- well- Porth Carnival.




Now I must admit- I didn't even grace Hannah Street this year- but I can't imagine Porth Carnival has improved in the last 4 years of its history!

Why RCT put money into an event that is really all talk and no trousers is beyond...while the carnivals parade itself can be a little bit of a vibrant promenade the market stalls themself are, well, a lot like the Irish housing market- down and out.


The "carnival" (if indeed it can be called that) had none of the charm of former years-no dressed up shop attendants with their themed window display competition, no TAB choir, no Porth Junior Choir (due to shoddy organisation on the councils half) and certainly no Derek Brockway.
Its no surprise to see- Porths getting tired of the carnivals.
But what Porth did have to offer was a lack luster fun fair, an alleged flower show and car show an art exhibition (or craft stall to us valley dummies) and "Street Entertainment"- which undoubtedly would have included some idiot dressed as a clown shooting silly string- nice work on cleaning up the streets RCT.


You can probably tell that I'm really not into the Porth Carnival- but what I do appreciate is the time spent by child dance prodigies and the like who wanted to spend a sunny day with their community.


This is one journo saying- close the gateway on yearly Carnivals RCT.


-ZB



Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Happy Camping- an inside take on Glastonbury 2011

Yes bloggers- I am one of those lucky gits that spent the last 5 days in festival fever- covered in mud, immersed in music and taken back by the spectacular awesomeness that is the Glastonbury Festival. From the glorious sunshine to the pouring rain- the deepest mud to the greenest field- the heaviest rock to the gangsta' rap- I can say: I was there!

I have showered and slept and I can divulge into the highs, lows and mind blowing events of Glasto 2k11. The biggest festival has done it again- with 175 000 muddy campers arriving home as happy as larry. 

On arrival you are thrown straight into the outdoor life- hurded through the Glastonbury fields like a cattle. Seas of people like pack-horses buckling under the weight of everything plus the kitchen sink. And let me tell you- when your brother dishes out 4 years worth of Festival experience and suggests you "take two trips from the car"- LISTEN! The walk was, in a word, agony. A camping bag nearly your size strapped to your back and a bottle of Ashbeck in hand as you treck through foreign fields for 2-3 hours desperately trying to find a pitch- is not fun. But what follows makes the gruelling pain entirely worth it.

When a pitch is found- and the tent is up (thanks to the boyfriend) a well deserved nap is on the cards. At £700 plus for a tipi, glamping was not an option but our four man tent provided all the shelter we needed from the pouring rain and beaming sun that followed. It was goodnight Sienna as the journey turned our afternoon nap into a 14 hour sleep.

Thursday was the perfect day for some sight seeing at Glastonbury- walks around the campus-- through the stalls of food and festive clothing, to the healing fields and the stone circle, the Holywood-esque 'Glastonbury' sign and when the sun goes down a trip to Shangri-La. It was the perfect time to check out the Post Apocalyptic design of Block 9. A late night wonderland of breathtaking creations and serious soundsystems including bars, nightclubs, a restaurant, huge art installations and extremely alternative cabaret. This grunge-heaven included taxi cabs and tube trains smashed into buildings and actors scattered everywhere to "infect" you with UV paint. In many ways, Glastonbury is like loads of different festivals converging on the same gorgeous countryside for one blissful weekend. Each area of the Festival has its own character, its own loyal fans and its own special attractions: so the Dance Village is as distinct from the Green Fields as the Circus & Theatre fields are from The Park.






The line up Mike Eavis had in store for us lucky campers was incredible- but the clashes made the choice incredibly difficult! My Friday kicked off at the Pyramid stage with The Two Door Cinema Club. Set to complete a few summer appearances before heading back into the studio, the Bangor boys warmed up the Glastonbury crowd as the weather stayed surprisingly warm and the trickles of rain didn't seem to spoil the atmosphere as the crowds joined in with What You Know and Undercover Martyn. Next to appear on the Pyramid Stage was the Wu Tang Clan- there I was- the least gangsta' of the lot, at the front of the crowd with my 'W' sign bowing in the air as the bass blew from the speakers. What I thought would be a bit of a giggle actually turned out to be unbelievably enjoyable- and while I question some of the things said by the clan (about us being brethren whether we are black white or yellow-risqué) the energy omitted by the rappers was incredible. 

A visit to the Acoustic Tent to see Newton Faulkner was the perfect remedy to the rainy blues. Newtons charm teamed with his beautiful performance of Dream Catch me and infamous Bohemian Rhapsody cover left me with a smile the size of Jupiter. While Biffy Clyros performance wasn't all I hoped it would be they saved face with their last few songs including Mountains and Collide. Then it was straight to the Other Stage for a set made of dreams by Mumford and Sons. The folk bands rabble rousing set had us singing, dancing, cheering and generally falling in love with their every move. 

It was back to the Pyramid for Fridays headline act to top off the 'Beautiful Day'; U2. Ego and frontman Bono, briefly dropped the social crusade and appeared to evoke The Fly rock star persona with a leather outfit that would make Morrissey physically sick, and the traditional sunglasses which provoked much the same reaction. He removed the iconic eyewear once to ‘wipe the tears away’ during a crowd pleasing rendition of Sunday Bloody Sunday. U2 will never fail with a greatest hits set that had the entire crowd crooning. Bono apologised for 'phoning in sick last year' and even played homage to fellow headliners Coldplay with a cover of Yellow and a less advisable cover of Destiny’s Child chart hit Independent Women. 

U2

Saturdays acts kicked off with a breathtaking set by Jessie J. I was in awe as the injured diva performed flawless vocals while sitting down! Jessie had the crowd laughing, singing and dancing with her incredible stage presence- she invited fans to dance on stage with her, one lucky little girl to sing "Price Tag" with the star while cuddling up on JJs thrown- and the down to earth Jessie even covered her face with mud to feel closer to her fans. Jessie J was definitely a highlight.
The days acts remained at a high as Tinie Tempah took to the Pyramid stage-the current golden boy of UK hip-hop. The time was ripe for the rapper to supply Glastonbury's big pop moment and he happily obliged. There is something in the 22-year-old's lyrics -- a sense of humour, some hints of self-doubt -- that reaches people through the usual rapper bravado, though of course it helps that 'Wonderman', 'Written In The Stars' and 'Pass Out' are all impossible not to dance to. He had the crowd crouched down low and going crazy as he performed not only his tunes but a medley of the biggest pop music of 2010/11. Tinie Tempah passed the Pyramid test with flying colours.

Paolo Nutini was next to grace the Pyramid stage- he was his usual drunk and drugged- but his songs were as always catchy- so the set wasn't a complete let down. The next band surprised me and had possibly the anthem that I'd take away from this years Glastonbury as the crowd repeatedly sang for several minutes "one day like this a year will see me right." Yes- Elbow rocked Glastonbury 2011- the reverse Mexican Wave was epic and ultimate lad and frontman Guy Garvey gave into the DOWN IT peer pressure and storpeedoed his beer to celebrate the bands 20th anniversary. The perfect band to gear-up the audience for Coldplay.

Headliners Coldplay, now old-hands at this Glastonbury headlining lark, showed newbies U2 how it's done with lasers, flares and pyrotechnics aplenty, and a fair few tunes thrown in to boot. Chris Martin even apologised for playing new songs, including single, 'Every Teardrop is a Waterfall', saying "Please forgive us for playing new songs, one day they'll be your favourites." He needn't have worried even with new song blunders -- with a set which included the singalong power of 'Fix You', 'Yellow' (to which I made my TV debut on BBC 2- full face shot: see 4:07 on http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hhko_rOF6Uo ) and 'Clocks', Coldplay made sure the amassed Glastonbury crowd didn't leave feeling short-changed. 

Coldplay

Sunday began with welsh band Joy Formidable taking to the John Peel Stage- an amazing rock set of a lesser known band which could only end in the complete destruction of the stage set and instruments complete with wailing and lead singer Ritzey trashing on the floor. It was then on to the front of the Pyramid Stage for a non movable 6 hours worth of bands and waiting for Beyonce. During the wait was legend Paul Simon whos 'throat infection' paired with an audience who really wernt there for him left the set with alot to be desired. While renditions of 50 ways to leave your lover and slip sliding away got the audience singing and spirits flowing-something was still missing. However, short, unassuming, in jeans, a T-shirt and an open shirt, Simon had few words and fewer grand gestures. He wasn’t there to play the superstar, he was there to sing and play with his band. And there can hardly be a more musical collection of hired hands on the superstar circuit. 


Next to proceed Simon was Plan B whose ascendency to pop fame is confirmed by the size of the crowd he drew. It's hard to work out what's more striking: the way he manages to project emotional fragility to such a huge audience, or the sight of such a vast crowd cheerily singing along to Prayin' (a song about a prison murder.) While it wasn't my favourite set of the weekend the duet of stand by me, kiss from a rose and my girl between Plan B and his beat-boxing support act FX was just incredible. The sense that Plan B is a unique artist is heavily underlined throughout the set. Now what follows, was probably the most horrific part of the weekend, and an error on Mikey Eavis' part. Why anyone would chose Pendulum to support act Beyonce is beyond. Dont get me wrong- Pendulums music is amazing- and their live set was outstanding- or it would have been if I had time to catch my breath and unlodge myself from between two overly large ravers, soaked in sweat- not entirely their own. I literally went through blood, sweat and tears to keep my front spot for diva Beyonce Knowles. The amount of girls that had queued hours for B- who were heaved out by security men throughout Pendulum was ridiculous and the constant water dished out by security was wasted- ending up over my head several times.


Alas!-the wait and sweaty pain was worth it- as Beyonce ascended through mists of smoke to join   her all female band on stage for her opening number Crazy in Love- which feaured giant fireworks on each side of the stage in time to the track's signature trumpets. She told us: "I always wanted to be a rock star, and tonight we are all rock stars, I want to make beautiful memories and be free tonight.” And what memories we have to take away fellow Glastonburiers! After a raunchy performance of Naughty Girl she brought out British rapper Tricky to guest on Baby Boy, while he seemed a bit lost, his microphone non-existent and almost like someone who had won a competition to sing along side her B brought the temperature right back up with a series of mash-ups – 'Alanis Morrissette's You Oughta Know during If I Were A Boy before her own Sweet Dreams slid into Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) by Eurythmics. Along with new breathtaking songs Beyonce also heralded back to her nostalgic Destiny Child past with a medley of their best- as all 175 000 of us shouted hello to Kelly and Michelle. Not to mention the intersperse of her and Lady Gs 'Telephone'. 'Irreplaceable' saw a mass singalong in the crowd as we took the lead on the entire first verse with Beyonce standing in awe. As her set came to an end with 'Halo' Beyonce told the crowd: "A girl, a woman, a young lady has not headlined for 20 years. This is history for me." She did herself proud, she did Glastonbury proud- what a finale to Glastonbury 2011.


Beyonce


Now- sitting back home with a bronzen glow, a UV Glastonbury 2011 band on my wrist and a pair of very muddy wellies in my garden I can smile and say- I was at Glastonbury 2011.


-ZB

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

Once a rapist always a rapist?

Anne's husband abused a young girl
The Government announced today (after much dispute) that thousands of sex offenders, including rapists and paedophiles, will be able to apply to be removed from the sex crimes register under human rights laws.


A Supreme Court ruling forced the Government reluctantly to draw up new rules allowing those serious sex offenders put on the register for life to have their place on the list reconsidered. The new rules were drawn up because the Supreme Court ruled that automatic lifetime inclusion on the register breached the Human Rights Act.
So-under current rules, anyone sentenced to more than 2years in jail for a sexual offence is put on the register for life on release. Those on the register are monitored by police and visited regularly by officers. Home Office estimates that there are about 44,000 people on the register, with over half of them for life.

Under the proposed rules, adults listed for life could apply for removal after 15 years. Their cases would be considered by police and probation officers. 

The Home Office estimated that the change would mean more than 2,000 people a year would be eligible to seek a review. Offenders whose applications are rejected will have to wait another eight years before being able to seek another assessment.



In my eyes adults who sexually abuse children should stay on the offenders register for life as we will never be sure their behaviour will change. No amount of litter picking or college courses will ultimately guarantee the offender is on the straight and narrow- so to speak. Sex offenders are after all criminals. Why these people are allowed to use human rights laws to protect themselves when their victims had no protection against them is beyond!
Through basic research on sex offenders on the media agenda its clear that a new sexual offence is brought into media limelight every other day. These are just the ones brought to our attention. There are vast numbers of sex offenders- to think the government will just allow these people to walk away from crimes practically scot-free is deplorable when victims are left scathed.
This is one journo saying black marks by names should stay.
-ZB

Saturday, 11 June 2011

A Week in Photos.

Viewfinder: June 1 - June 8
SUNDAY: A Kern County fire helicopter makes a water drop on the Key fire near Keyesville, Calif., as another helicopter makes a drop in the rugged terrain near Lake Isabella. The U.S. Forest Service says the fire started Sunday near Keyesville 45 miles northeast. Three hundred firefighters from Kern County Fire Department, Bureau of Land Management, and US Forest Service responded to the incident. Three water dropping helicopters, three air tankers, Air Attack 490 from Kern County Fire Department, five crews, 11 fire engines, and two dozers are were utilized.



MONDAY: Cucumbers are spread on a field to be used as fertilizer by French farmers who are unable to sell their produce in Carquefou near Nantes, western France. Authorities in Germany have yet to pinpoint the exact source of the three-week outbreak that has killed 22 people in Europe and stricken more than 2,200 in a dozen countries -- all of whom had been travelling in northern Germany. So far, bean sprouts, cucumbers, tomatoes and lettuce have all been suspected of spreading ecoli.


TUESDAY: Volcanoes in Chile's Puyehue-Cordon-Caulle range have been erupting, sending 5km (three-mile) wide columns of ash and pumice stones into the air. Stiff winds blew ash from the Chilean volcano Tuesday in a widening arc across Argentina to the capital, grounding most air travel to and from the country.




WEDNESDAY: Blowing smoke rings - a South Korean K1 tank fires smoke shells during a joint military drill between South Korea and US forces in Paju near the border with North Korea.





THURSDAY: Suspects are lined up as weapons are displayed to the media by the Mexican Navy in Mexico City. According to the Mexican Navy, 204 rifles, 11 guns, 15 hand grenades, uniforms of the Mexican navy and of the U.S. army, over 29,000 cartridges and over 441 pounds of cocaine were seized in an operation against the Zetas drug cartel in Coahuila and Nuevo Leon in the north of Mexico.


FRIDAY: Madame Tussauds give a celebratory party makeover to the wax figures of the Duke of Edinburgh, Queen Elizabeth II, the Prince of Wales and the Duchess of Cornwall, to mark The Dukies 90th birthday. Happy Birthday Duke of Edinburgh!


SATURDAY: Thousands of people staged anti-nuclear rallies in Japan today as the country marked three months since its massive quake and tsunami, which resulted in the world's worst nuclear accident in 25 years.

-ZB