Posts tagged The Old Gym Theatre
Penelope

There is a poem which threads through Dance The Colour Blue, refering back to The Odyssey. A plea from Penelope to be heard. Although, thanks to Homer, we can never be sure we are hearing this enigmatic character clearly.

The poem appears here in full. The third stanza is added for completeness. It did not feature in the play.

Penelope

Once on a overcast morning, I asked the messenger Hermes

Is time a dancing boy whose legs move bright with speed?

Tenderly taking my hand, he affirmed my familiar fate

Denizens, five score men, claiming a tenure of nature that’s yours

Me; tears stain my face entering more deeply into my heart

Swiftly days pass, Odysseus, for the dark chases them away

Three years last you laid by my side, must yet I prepare for three more?

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The Sounds of The Everlasting Arms

Barfly Don didn’t much care for them…but here were the sounds on the jukebox in Dance The Colour Blue:

Home At Last - Steely Dan

Counting Backwards - Throwing Muses

I Want More - Can

Monkey Gone to Heaven - Pixies

Too Shy - Kajagoogoo

Felt Mountain - Goldfrapp

Reelin’ In The Years - Steely Dan

Dress You Up - Madonna

Landslide - Fleetwood Mac

Tom’s Diner - Suzanne Vega

Lovelight - ABBA

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Rhapsody In Blue

Looking back on the run of Dance The Colour Blue is like recalling a dream: you’re convinced it happened, you just can’t point to or touch it. What I do know is…the production was smooth…the cast were exquisite…the audiences were appreciative… and the direction was flawless. And even though the world views everyone in its same unwavering regard, there is a change in my perspective as I look round. It was a beautiful production. A professional production. And that is…something.

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let’s dance!

Today we had the dress rehearsal of Dance The Colour Blue…and…

We’re ready to go!

For the last 3 weeks, director Olivia Millar-Ross has worked with the actors in order to create a world that is caught somewhere in the mid-late 90s. It was a time of optimism: a decrepit government ready for the scrapheap, a century of conflict breathing its last; and new music scenes appropriating the past. I won’t say what happened next in the real world. Best for us to remain with Nicky, Mikey, Liz, Suzy, Pete and Don in The Everlasting Arms…where the music is good, the beer flows, and the banter is better.

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