Poor Yusuf, murdered in an Edinburgh basement Jazz bar! In fairness, this was not advertised as a tribute act. But still, without that rich rolling velvety voice…… And Yusuf has a pharsing of his own, undulations that were, are, unique to his style I could not bear witness to the murder, I left early for... Continue Reading →
Reiview – Rob McGlade Poet.
I walked into the cellar of this small Scottish baar, just across from Edinburgh's Catholic Cathedral, and I discovered the next poet laurette! He might not make it, seeing as he's Irish, but the audience were adamant and unamimous in believing he has that level of talent. I mean, who the hell writes a poem... Continue Reading →
Review – Dorian at the Edinburhg Festival’
This was dreadful. Ten minutes in and I knew I had made a mistale and wasted the price of the ticket. Initially the sound was very low requiring some in the audience to adjust their hearing aids. Thirty minutes into the performance I would have paid to leave, but I was stuck in a tightly... Continue Reading →
Review – Admiral of the Windrush
This was a very sad piece of theatre. Shakespeare sad. A tragedy, on a stage upon which we all played a part. From the reluctant welcome of the original black Windrush passengers, bus drivers, NHS workers, pushed into low standard accommodation, rooms, crowded and cold, to the hostile environment created by Theresa May, to the... Continue Reading →
Review – Dream of a King
Wow! This was simply thrilling stuff. Martin Luther King Jnr., in his Memphis hotel room, talking to his biographer, recalling his life, his inspirations, his struggles. Taking phone calls: the FBI, harassing him, recording him, bullying him. Stokely Carmichael about the tactics of the great march on Washington, his wife who has heard the FBI... Continue Reading →
An Edinburgh Festival Diary (with apologies to Pepys)
Up early from my fine apartments in the Ramsey Gardens and a brisk morning walk, passing of Boswell’s close, upon the Royal Mile and to the Presbyterian Church of St. Augustine wherein a pretty Polish wench served unto me a freshly baked bread roll of bacon and the eggs whereupon I dallied in the pleasant... Continue Reading →
CLINTON THE MUSICAL AT THE EDINBURGH FRINGE
CLINTON – THE MUSICAL: What a great idea. Sex, power, politics, sex, the white house, sex, lying, sex, impeachment, sex. And what fun they must have had putting together the lyrics and music for this one. They portray Clinton as two persons, or one person with two personalities, or maybe a schizophrenic. Anyway there is... Continue Reading →
Broadsides - A collection of bits and pieces 