Stomp is bang on the money
Hall For Cornwall until Saturday, November 2
Review by Peter Harlow
EVER since the brochure came out for the autumn programme at the Hall For Cornwall, my girlfriend had been badgering me to get tickets for Stomp.
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She was sure I would enjoy it. I wasn’t. And I said so.
“I don’t really fancy it,” I said. “Isn’t it just dancers with dustbins? It’s not really my kind of thing.”
It was the stupidest thing I have ever said.
I have been fortunate enough to see several shows and bands over the past couple of years and I have never come away from any of them feeling as happy as I did on Monday night, the opening night of this touring production’s run.
It was not only the brilliance of the percussion performances that had me buzzing and excited. Nobody told me it was going to be so funny.
It was hilarious – a fantastic accomplishment considering there is no real plot or any kind of regular dialogue. But I have not laughed so much for ages.
The eight performers in this investigation of rhythm and the percussive possibilities of everyday objects left us breathless with their dancing, their playing, their clowning, and their incredible stagecraft.
Choreographing, staging and ultimately performing an eight-person juggling act with paint cans, or a dance with supermarket trolleys, tested their performance abilities to the limit, but they never missed a beat.
They used almost every humble household product you could think of to make their music, from cigarette lighters all the way to brooms and buckets. And, yes, they even used the kitchen sink. Complete with water.
When we weren’t laughing at their antics, or gasping at their movement, we were marvelling at their inventiveness and ingenuity. “That’s clever,” we must have mumbled a hundred times.
The show, which has been staged all over the world ever since it first banged and crashed its way into the theatrical consciousness in 1991, runs in Truro until Saturday and, at the time of writing, there are still tickets available.
Do yourself a favour and go to see it.
Just like me, you will be very pleasantly surprised. I even liked it when they danced with dustbins.