- Jul 10, 2003
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Surprised you chose to sit in the North Stand then
Luckily I'm a sufficient number of rows behind you
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Surprised you chose to sit in the North Stand then
Many years ago I had a night at the theatre made impossible to enioy because of the proximity of a man with such exceptionally strong and offensive BO so powerful you could taste it. One person dragging down a night for so many people - etiquette goes beyond noise and into just general social awareness.
“Seagulls, Seagulls, Seagulls……”I started singing at an Anton Chekhov play, totally misread that situation
My generation (pun intentional) went to theatres to see pop stars. See being the operative word, as you couldn’t hear a thing for screaming!Theatre is where you see plays.
Musicals are for music halls.
For crying out loud.
Exactly, seems as if most of the West End and other provincial theatres are only showing musicals and tribute bands these days. I suppose it's easy money in difficult times but it means the more serious stuff takes a back seat. People should be able to enjoy bothTheatre is where you see plays.
Musicals are for music halls.
For crying out loud.
Bernard Manning used to joke about Pavarotti not liking it when you joined in
As has been alluded to previously the theatre world in the last 30 years with the rise of ‘the juke box musical’ has opened up to sections of society who wouldn’t have gone anywhere near there in the 70s and 80s.
Variation on a theme but almost related, when I left school in 1980 the overwhelming majority of kids ‘knew the rules’ and played by them.
This summer a lot of kids walking out of school gates don’t know the rules let alone play by them, it’s the same with the theatre, they are selling tickets, sometimes at well over a £100 a pop, to punters who don’t know how to behave in a theatre, but the very fact they’ve paid top dollar they think anything goes.
My generation (pun intentional) went to theatres to see pop stars. See being the operative word, as you couldn’t hear a thing for screaming!
You’ve obviously been to Dubai and The Caribbean recently ?Price of everything and value of nothing
Sob quietly please.Theatre is where you see plays.
Musicals are for music halls.
For crying out loud.
Trust me, if you look, there are a variety of plays and smaller productions everywhere, especially in Brighton and more so in London. Saying this, the big name musicals are always going to pull in the punters, and is what is needed. Running theatres are incredibly expensive, people forget the amount of people it takes to run a show.Exactly, seems as if most of the West End and other provincial theatres are only showing musicals and tribute bands these days. I suppose it's easy money in difficult times but it means the more serious stuff takes a back seat. People should be able to enjoy both
Commercial theatre is almost entirely subsidised by musicals. Without musicals, the plays wouldn’t be able to run outside of arts funded venues…Theatre is where you see plays.
Musicals are for music halls.
For crying out loud.
I mean, they are… in the last few weeks alone, Brighton and Eastbourne have had professional productions of a Roy Grace play, Lemons Lemons Lemons direct from the West End, Quality Street… there are dozens of straight plays at any given time in the West End and beyond at any given time. Every am-dram company in the country usually does one panto and one musical a year (which fund the entire operation) then a play every month or two.Exactly, seems as if most of the West End and other provincial theatres are only showing musicals and tribute bands these days. I suppose it's easy money in difficult times but it means the more serious stuff takes a back seat. People should be able to enjoy both
This thread has reminded me of going to the Theatre Royal a couple of decades ago. My in-laws took us to see The Roy Orbison Story. An evening of great songs being performed less well than Roy would have done them, but the audience was full of people who shared a love and, as it was pointed out to me recently, this is what seeing tribute act is really all about.
On this night though, there was a fairly strange interjection from one audience member. When the show reached 'In Dreams', the hauntingly beautiful song used in a disturbing scene by David Lynch in 'Blue Velvet', some bloke in the balcony decided to treat everyone to his finest Dennis Hopper impression and started, grunting, squealing and shouting 'PLAY THE CANDY COLOURED CLOWN' repeatedly and at the top of his voice throughout the song.
As Rick James said 'Cocaine is a helluvah drug.'