Adelaide Festival. 3 March 2023
The School of Montserrat is associated with the Benedictine abbey Santa Maria de Montserrat and is one of the oldest musical schools in Europe with a history going back to the 13 Century – the monastery was established in 1025. Escolania is also the appellation for the boys’ choir comprised of primary school-aged students. It’s a popular day trip from Barcelona in Catalonia to visit the abbey and the surrounding national park and mountains, and to hear the midday rendition of Salve Regina or other concert events. Indeed, the fifty boys of the Escolania – aged 9 to 14 – perform 450 times a year. All the students receive three hours of musical education every day and participate in daily prayer. Numerous graduates have become composers and performers including within the Escola Musical Monserratina.
Looking a bit bewildered, the best forty boys of the Escolania march down the central aisle and onto the stage of Adelaide Town Hall for their Australian premiere. Conductor Llorenç Castelló leads the best forty boys of the Escolania through a program of devotional music followed in the second half of the hour by whimsical Catalan folk songs, sung poems and an example of the sardana, a typical Catalan dance. The boys never seem to relax – poor things – and move uncertainly to the conductor’s ample signals for rearrangements of the choir to suit the various pieces and in the good practice of accepting the copious applause of the highly appreciative audience.
Each song was a heaven to listen to. One is caressed into meditative compliance only to be alerted as if from a dream by soaring solo sopranos ascending above the chorus. The program includes familiar work like Magnificant and Ave Maria. There is the daily-sung Salve Regina, and the concert opened with a Gregorian chant as the boys made their way to the stage. The program includes compositions and arrangements by Escolania graduates. The training and hard work of the boys and their mentors are evident in the accurate intonation, timing and sensitivity. Accompanist Mercè Sanchis mastered Town Hall’s giant organ and Steinway.
I can’t believe I’ve been to Barcelona and didn’t know about this school, so I look forward to one day visiting these mountains and monastery and once again hearing the beautiful music devotion to the Virgin Mary has inspired. Bravo!
David Grybowski
When: 3 to 5 Mar
Where: Adelaide Town Hall
Bookings: adelaidefestival.com.au
★★★★★
Adelaide Fringe. Lynn Preston/Every Old Sock Meets an Old Shoe/Storytelling Beyond Words Creative Lab. Migration Museum. 3 Mar 2023
One performer. A blanket. A chair. A very bare Yurt performance space.
Performer Lynn Preston’s storytelling performance is all on her own in this very bare space, suffice simple and deft lighting changes. The story is based on South American folktale La Llorona, transposed to Bundjalung Country, Northern Rivers New South Wales.
Preston conjures the very scent, physicality, spirit, rough and calm, in a story of a boy, a cursed young girl, a woodsmen and febrile, living, breathing bush land, forests and rivers with steely, deep, disciplined control.
The Cherry Scrub is a story of belonging to a place and its tragedies. Of becoming at one with it, in spite of competing, jealousy fuelled human demands, as becomes the case for the cursed young girl and the woodsmen she initially puts her sense of trust and safety in.
The land’s power is central to the tale. It seduces, comforts and confronts the cursed girl in tandem with the growing power of a curse within her as her two children come into being.
The poetry of Preston’s writing is as formidably potent as is her performance.
Preston fills the expansive space of The Yurt with very finely crafted characterisations, delivered with precise grace eliciting silent moments of pause which of themselves say so much more deeply about the inner heart and minds of her characters.
It is a powerfully captivating, electric 70 minutes in which Preston owns your breathless attention from start to finish.
David O’Brien
When: 2 to 5 Mar
Where: Migration Museum – The Yurt
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au
Adelaide Festival. Slingsby/As told by Edgell Juniour. 3 Mar 2023
One Flying Squad of artists, collaborating with Co-Directors Andy Packer and Clara Solly-Slade have taken Vanuatu’s Edgell Junior’ story of surviving Category 5 Cyclone Pam in 2015 and fashioned from it a significant work of community building and awareness.
The River That Ran Uphill is a simple thing of beauty evoking everyday life of Vanuatu’s culture, stories, and complex interactions with Australia and the world at large.
Great theatrical story experiences flow. Packer and Solly-Slade’s production does this superbly.
Edgell Junior is front and centre of the work. His script is alive with one on one, deep hearted conversational spirit scoping up the audience close to him in rapt attention.
Flying Squad artists Alexis West, Delia Olam, Jennifer Stefanidis, Josh Campton and Elleni Karagiannidis flow around Junior, bringing to life the world of Vanuatu fashioned so wonderfully with Set Designer Wendy Todd. Quincy Grant’s score unobtrusively, melodically washes in and out of the action like inrushing, receding waves; sheets of blue hessian as a wild sea; slats of hand held corrugated iron flowing about to construct simple buildings and illustrate destruction. From Lighting Designer Darian Tregenza, a miniature village model scrim projected with a fish tank of water illustrating flooding. Shadow puppetry.
At the heart of this intense experience is the sense of terror and stoic inevitability of dangerous circumstances the environment of Vanuatu regularly confronts its people.
Edgell Junior’s tale is a celebration as much as a plea for greater real understanding and true support for a people where the soccer field he played on as a child has in 20 years disappeared under water. So much more is threatened.
David O’Brien
When: 1 to 6 Mar
Where: Space Theatre
Bookings: adelaidefestival.com.au
Adelaide Festival. International Theatre of Amsterdam. Adelaide Entertainment Centre. 3 Mar 2023
No fear if one hasn’t read the celebrated Hanya Yanagihara novel. No fear if one doesn’t speak Dutch.
While recalling their Festival triumphs, Roman Tragedies and Kings of War, we have come to appreciate the International Theatre of Amsterdam because their epic sur-titled works are as comprehensible as they are comprehensive.
They also are fearless and uncompromising, most explicitly in the case of their latest offering, A Little Life.
This Ivo von Hove production is utterly gruelling and profoundly bleak. It tells of a man called Jude so damaged by the cruelty and exploitation he suffered in childhood that, despite his immense IQ, he is unable to surmount a sense of juvenile filth and defilement. Nor is he able to trust in confiding to those who care for him. Hence, his adulthood is ravaged and relentlessly self-destructive.
The audience must share in his dark humiliations, taken on a vividly harrowing four-hour voyage into a squalid world of depravity and gratuitous cruelty.
It is made all the more affecting by the presence onstage of the characters who are his friends and would-be protectors: the teacher who adopts him as an adult and the doctor who repeatedly treats the ravages on his body.
The play is delivered from a transverse stage in the Entertainment Centre Theatre whence, from bleachers on either side, there is a rare excellence of sight-lines.
In a kitchen at one end of the long stage, good and reliable Harold, impeccably portrayed by Steven Van Watermeulen, is quietly and steadily preparing and cooking meals. Homely aromas waft across the audience. The play’s characters dip into his cooked fare.
They are friends who have lived or spent time together, time being another sort of moveable feast in the play since many years are covered and not sequentially.
Andy, the doctor, played with compassionate exasperation by Bart Slegers, has his clinic at that far end of the stage.
Along the perimeter are inbuilt sofas and easy chairs wherein sweet Willem resides when he is at home. He travels a lot. He is Jude’s emotional anchor and, perchance, hope, and is given a very simpatico characterisation by Maarten Heijmans.
JB, portrayed by Majd Mardo, is a painter and another dear friend. His studio is set at the other end alongside the office of architect Malcolm played by Edwin Jonke.
These all are Jude's circle of long-time buddies, and also his present.
But his past stalks the stage in the form of the characters of Jude's godforsaken childhood.
They are sinister and deceptive and, well, just awful. Hans Kesting takes the burden of these merciless swines, depicting them with eerie charm and ruthless brutality. He is a fine actor, as are they all in this Dutch production, including as counsel and voice of reason, the one woman Marieke Heebink.
But this is Ramsey Nasr’s four hours of glory.
His portrayal of Jude St. Francis is utterly monumental. His power as a performer is supreme. His endurance is daunting. His emotional potency is devastating.
He takes the audience to the depths of self-harming perversity. Jude’s ordeals are their ordeals.
He is shamelessly contemptible while heartbreakingly naive.
It is a searingly punishing show. Man’s inhumanity towards man and the inexplicably uncompromising libidinousness of so-called men of the church are among its themes. Not all the characters are gay but it is essentially a play about homosexual men and the dark side of the secrets of some.
Above all, it is a phenomenal piece of theatre and a sensational Festival production from those genius fly-in Dutchmen.
A live string quartet sits beside the high stage in the Entertainment Centre theatre and the soundscape they produce, composed by Eric Sleichim, rides as an eloquent companion to the extraordinary action upon the stage, sometimes deeply underscoring the drama of the moment, sometimes flitting lightly in the air of the auditorium. It is a sophisticated marriage, which, doubtless, is why this composer is off to London to work on the score for an English-language version of this very Dutch production of an America-based story written by an author of Hawaiian, Korean, and Japanese descent.
And this is the stuff of our times.
Ah, but there is more for audiences at this Adelaide Festival experience.
There is a sensational high-tech denouement to this great theatrical tragedy. No spoilers, but deus ex machina isn’t in it.
And thus does the critic go “Wow”.
Thankyou Adelaide Festival of Arts.
Samela Harris
When: 3 to 8 Mar
Where: Adelaide Entertainment Centre
Bookings: adelaidefestival.com.au
Adelaide Fringe. South Australian Playwrights Theatre. The Lab. 2 Mar 2023
There is something magic about the unconventional performance space of The Lab: a wide V-shaped stage in the form of a catwalk merging two walls into a corner of the venue. The audience sits on the diagonal and the walls become a backdrop of wonderful artsy projections. It conveys a sense of calm and clean spaciousness.
It is fortunate for this production since its narrative is as dense and layered as the venue is pristine.
Recalibrate is a ferocious, multi-generational, life-and-death feminist work by Lucy Combe. All of its characters have agendas and few of them are likeable. Their emotional baggage is pain and guilt and then some.
Perhaps the old gal, Carmel, a university professor, draws most sympathy since she is undergoing repeated chemotherapy treatments for terminal ovarian cancer. The inimitable Jacqy Phillips embodies this role with fatalistic potency. She is depicted against the emphatic brightness of a giant projected IV drip facing not only death but the frustrations of failed feminist philosophies and obtuse academia. She rails against these fading lights while dealing with two disappointing daughters: the “good mother” and the “mad auntie”. Phillips, beautifully costumed as a faded hippie, has to convey the failure of an entire era; a tough call, which was oddly undermined by the overkill of selfies and a loud-hailer.
As Mary, the good mother, Katie O’Reilly presents a moving emotional rollercoaster of one whose life was upended by one terrible mistake while Emma Beech is the flip sister who has come home. Other characters pop in but focal interest remains on the sisters and the audience is not disappointed in the denouement. Meanwhile, there is Tessa whose intellectual acuity shines from a broken body. Her pain and disability do not detract from her promise as the hope for the future. The ever versatile Kelly Vincent portrays this character, controlling not only her mobility but a litany of text messages from her wheelchair.
There are many themes entwined in this 80-minute piece, directed by Elena Vereka: self-harm, sex, ageing, suicidal ideation, and emotional blackmail are among them, so a pretty play it is not. Aesthetic it is. And thought-provoking. Has Simon de Beauvoir’s legacy disappointed?
Samela Harris
When: 2 to 5 Mar
Where: The Lab
Bookings: adelaidefringe.com.au