Tag Archives: Anna Orton

OEDIPUS REX

β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Edinburgh International Festival

OEDIPUS REX at the Edinburgh International Festival

β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

“As immersive theatre, it doesn’t get much better than this”

If you’ve never seen opera performed in a museum, don’t waste a moment in getting your ticket for the Scottish Opera’s Oedipus Rex at the National Museum of Scotland. There’s a wealth of things to enjoy from the moment you step into the Museum itself and realize that yes, there’s an orchestra there in the Grand Gallery, and opera singers, and a chorus. As the audience, you’re going to have the opportunity to be right in the middle of things. And if the crowd is a bit much, there’s also a chance to hang out with the gods upstairs, and look out over the proceedings from above. Director Roxana Haines’ decision to stage Stravinsky’s opera as a promenade performance is nothing short of inspired.

Stravinsky’s Oedipus Rex follows the story of Sophocles’ classic tragedy closely. But it’s a very pared down approach for an opera, and is often performed more as an oratorio, rather than a full scale opera. At sixty minutes or so of playing time, this makes sense. So it’s a daring move on the part of Scottish Opera to go for gold, and perform it not only as an opera, but a promenade performance as well. Sixty minutes is about right if you’re going to have the audience on their feet for the entire time. An audience that also has to be on their toes as chorus members move past, clearing the way for Oedipus, Creon or Jocasta or another important piece of action. The experience is like being an extra on a Hollywood blockbuster set, except that every so often, a chorus member will stop to shake your hand, or dance a few steps with you. Oedipus will stare hauntedly into your eyes as he realizes the horror of what he has done. Meanwhile, the gods stare without pity from above. There’s always something interesting happening in every corner of the Grand Gallery, and the audience always feels at the heart of things.

There’s a full orchestra there in the heart of things, as well. In addition to conductor Stuart Stratford, there’s four other conductors placed strategically to help keep everyone in time. The whole event is a masterpiece of logistics and planning. When you add the contribution of director Haines and choreographers Alex McCabe and Riccardo Olivier, you have a marvellously fluid production that never dissolves into chaos. The Chorus has the lion’s share of the work, from singing, acting, and crowd shepherding. This is not your Sophocles’ Oedipus.

Because the libretto of Oedipus Rex is in Latin, Roxana Haines has had the forethought to help the audience out there as well. We are introduced to a Speaker who tells us ahead of time what is about to happen. Wendy Seager takes on the role as a cleaner, complete with high visibility jacket, which is again a neat touch in an event that’s always on the move. She interacts not only with the audience, but in unexpected ways with the cast and conductor. These are moments that lighten the mood, and connect with the audience in a very immediate way.

If you are a fan of Stravinsky you will like his Oedipus Rex. The opera belongs to his neoclassical period and, working with Surrealist artist Jean Cocteau as his librettist, Stravinsky created a haunting score with voices that sound as though they are taking part in a liturgy. In a very literal sense, that is what the story of Oedipus Rex is. Add in an orchestral text that doesn’t stint on brass when appropriate, and the result is both ancient and modern, sacred and profane. Oedipus Rex is about a man who killed his father, married his mother, and brought a plague upon his people, let’s not forget.

In the Scottish Opera’s production, the lead roles are beautifully performed by tenor Shengzhi Ren as Oedipus, mezzo soprano Kitty Whately as Jocasta, and baritone Roland Wood as Creon. The supporting roles are especially convincing, whether spoken, sung, or silent. Bass-Baritone Emyr Wyn Jones as the Messenger has a memorable sound particularly well suited to the Grand Gallery and its acoustics. In this the cast and chorus have great assistance from Anna Orton whose striking designs make it easy to keep an eye on the action. And last, but certainly not least, the work of the Chorus of the Scottish Opera, and the Community Chorus keep the production meaningful and always interesting. The amount of organizing needed to create a show of this complexity is staggering. Scottish Opera appear to have managed it effortlessly, and in style.

This is a rare opportunity to see Stravinsky’s Oedipus Rex performed, and it is absolutely worth standing for sixty minutes to be a part of it. In its way, it’s as close to the experience of taking part in a Greek tragedy as a modern audience is likely to get. As immersive theatre, it doesn’t get much better than this, and the music and singing is equally memorable


OEDIPUS REX at the Edinburgh International Festival – National Museum of Scotland

Reviewed on 18th August 2024

by Dominica Plummer

Photography by Jess Shurte

 

 


OEDIPUS REX

OEDIPUS REX

CLICK HERE TO SEE ALL OUR REVIEWS FROM EDINBURGH 2024

 

THIS IS MEMORIAL DEVICE

β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

Riverside Studios

THIS IS MEMORIAL DEVICE at Riverside Studios

β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…

“The anecdotes and reminiscences are poetic in style and Higgins has an energy that rises as he slowly takes his foot off the soft pedal”

From 1983 to 1985, β€˜Memorial Device’ was the best band that no-one’s ever heard of. Mysterious, post-punk legends, they hailed from (but never left) the small North Lanarkshire town of Airdrie, just a dozen or so miles East of Glasgow. They defined an era. Well, at least they defined the formative years of fledgeling fanzine journalist Ross Raymond (Paul Higgins). Forty years on, Ross has invited us to share his memories. To celebrate and resurrect the group that exploded in a haze of surreal glory before imploding again into the mists of unreliable memory.

Paul Higgins, in the utterly convincing guise of Ross Raymond, wanders onto the stage, slightly nervous at first, to spend the next hour delivering a mockumentary. Supported by press cuttings, recorded interviews, demo tapes and memorabilia he presents fiction as fact. Before long it becomes pretty impossible to differentiate reality from make believe. The gritty truthfulness of Higgins’ delivery recalls the time and the place perfectly, reinforced by Anna Orton’s minimal set that replicates the sort of back room dive that such a band would have rehearsed and gigged in. You can almost smell the stale cigarettes and musty beer fumes.

β€œThis is Memorial Device” is unique and slightly odd. Adapted by Graham Eatough from David Keenan’s cult novel of the same title, it falls into a no-mans-land somewhere between drama and musical, lecture and parody. The anecdotes and reminiscences are poetic in style and Higgins has an energy that rises as he slowly takes his foot off the soft pedal. The further he delves into his memories, the more animated he becomes as he draws us into the nostalgia of a world he is building around him. He assembles the past band members from broken mannequins lying in a flight case as though resting in a coffin. When he dissembles them again to put them back, you know that he is mourning an age lost and gone forever.

 

 

Yet, for all that we are drawn into his enthusiasm (Ross Raymond is undoubtedly a die-hard fan), there are moments that drag. The use of video footage comprising a series of talking heads adds credence to the myth, but occasionally go on too long. If we were at home watching on our TV sets, these are the points at which we’d get up to make a cup of tea. Fortunately, though, Higgins is always on hand to pull us back in. The hypnotic effect is emphasised by the monotonic and metronomic music, composed by sound designer Gavin Thomson and musician Stephen McRobbie – the latter is the lead singer and guitarist of real life, Glasgow band β€˜The Pastels’ who, unlike the eponymous combo, are still around.

It is testament to the writing and to Higgins’ performance that it is easy to think this is all real. We buy into the fabrication. Like the novel, this show will gain cult status. We almost expected to be offered merchandise on the way out, and the urge to look up β€˜Memorial Device’ on Spotify was irresistible. We have been touched by the stories of these band members. Particularly of frontman Lucas Black, who suffered from having no short-term memory. Everything was written down in a little red notebook (his own memorial device) which Ross Raymond has kept for forty years. It is more than a history lesson; it is a dream-like journey into a music scene and its off-beat characters. Some died, some disappeared. But Higgins keeps them all alive. Even though they never really lived. That takes a particular kind of skill – one that Higgins and the co-creators of the show clearly possess.

It may not be to everybody’s taste, but I doubt it is looking for universal appeal. At curtain call, Higgins thanks us for coming to listen. The pleasure was all ours.

 


THIS IS MEMORIAL DEVICE at Riverside Studios

Reviewed on 26th April 2024

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Mihaela Bodlovic

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

 

ARTIFICIALLY YOURS | β˜…β˜…β˜… | April 2024
ALAN TURING – A MUSICAL BIOGRAPHY | β˜…β˜… | January 2024
ULSTER AMERICAN | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | December 2023
OTHELLO | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | October 2023
FLOWERS FOR MRS HARRIS | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | October 2023
RUN TO THE NUNS – THE MUSICAL | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | July 2023
THE SUN WILL RISE | β˜…β˜…β˜… | July 2023
TARANTINO LIVE: FOX FORCE FIVE & THE TYRANNY OF EVIL MEN | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2023
KILLING THE CAT | β˜…β˜… | March 2023
CIRQUE BERSERK! | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | February 2023

 

THIS IS MEMORIAL DEVICE

THIS IS MEMORIAL DEVICE

Click here to see our Recommended Shows page