Gorey End
Sunday, May 18th, 2003On Friday Ben and I went to see Gorey End — a live performance of 13 songs based on the works of Edward Gorey. They were written and performed by the Tiger Lillies (of Shockheaded Peter fame) with the Kronos Quartet as backing band, and Alan Rickman and others reading from his works.
[By the way - the Tiger Lillies will be performing in Adelaide at the 2003 Cabaret Festival on the 6,7,8 June - go here for more info]
Now both the Tiger Lillies and the Kronos Quartet can be eclectic — in fact you could say they pride themselves on it — but to see the two groups on stage together is certainly surreal.
The performance was at the Lyric Hammersmith, itself quite a strange place. You enter through a prosaic looking 60s modernist building of bessa-brick and chrome, from a high street that has nothing to distinguish it from any other shopping mall infested suburb of London.
Inside however, is a genuine 1890 vaudeville theatre that was dismantled in the 60’s during a local ‘redevelopment’ and then rebuilt sometime in the 70s. As neither of us had been there before we had no idea what to expect, and a full-on victorian extravaganza was quite a surprise.
The show itself was reminiscent of Shockheaded Peter — the MC was the same actor as in that show, dressed in goth-black with heavy skull-like makeup. He introduces the songs mostly in mime and by turning the pages of a flip-book on the stage.
The songs were done much more like a ‘normal’ band performance — that is if your definition of normal extends to orchestrations of string quartet, drum, saw, piano accordian and counter-tenor.
There was no attempt to stage the works as there was in Shockheade Peter. This was the original intent — but unfortunately Gorey died before the project really got under way. This is a shame, since the reported interest of Terry Gilliam in joining in would have made quite a show.
Some of the works were read rather than sung - seriously intoned by several actors. I can’t help thinking that word in the pseudo-victorian pronunciation of ak-TORs in this case - the delivery was of that distanced seriousness that makes the content all the more surreal. Alan Rickman stood out as a name - but all the participants were very good, including the (inspired? twisted?) casting of a young girl of about 9 to read some of The Gashlycrumb Tinies.
The evening ended with a rousing rendition of Flying Robert — a very cool end to a very surreal evening.







