Even after all these years, 'the Duck' hasn't been deboned. Galapagos Duck, that is. One of the synonyms for Australian jazz, even (or especially) for people who know nothing about jazz.
I've seen, heard and reviewed Martinez Akustica a number of times now. I never tire of doing so, for every performance, even if numerous of the same tunes are played, is fresh and vital.
Award winning Australian film director Bruce Beresford's Australian premiere of Die tote Stadt follows on from last year's acclaimed production Of Mice and Men and marks another stunning collaboration with Opera Australia.
Tonight, as we rocked up to Norths, the league's club that seemingly time (and the NRL) forgot, I had probably come to snigger. It's true. But Bobby Bruce, alias Nearly Neil and his "Aussie Band", had other ideas.
Northern Ireland is a confusing place. During my not inconsiderable lifetime, it always has been. It's easy when a conflict has only two sides, but so many seem to be multifaceted.
Epicentre's production, while very colourful and imbued with life, falls short of giving what is probably Fo's best-known its full due, in terms of its uncompromising slash-and-burn approach to institutional governance.
Simon Stone's brilliant revival of this famous American classic fully realises the power of the play and makes it easily accessible to a contemporary audience.
While Bonachela’s work is, as always, dreamily lovely, for me the highlights were absolutely the three commissioned choreographers: Azzam Mohamed, Jenni Large and Raghav Handa.
While Bonachela’s work is, as always, dreamily lovely, for me the highlights were absolutely the three commissioned choreographers: Azzam Mohamed, Jenni Large and Raghav Handa.