Monday 3 October 2022

I've got a little cat, and I'm very fond of that

From Victoria to Elizabeth: The Songs Go On! 86 Glorious Years of London's Famous Players' Theatre - the title says it all, really! Saturday's matinee show at the quaint Phoenix Artists Club by Britain's longest-serving Music Hall troupe was a brilliantly entertaining affair, and did indeed feature a vast range of songs from the centuries spanning both Queens' reigns; such standards as My Old Man Said Follow the Van, Hold Your Hand Out You Naughty Boy, A Little of What You Fancy (Does You Good), There's Something About a Sailor, Joshua, Joshua, On Mother Kelly's Doorstep, Dear Old Pals, Give Me The Moonlight, A Bird in a Gilded Cage and (the hilariously-performed) Oh, Oh, Antonio to name but a few, taking in Gilbert & Sullivan and Sandy Wilson for good measure, and we loved it.

We sang our hearts out, applauded like mad and congratulated the troupers after the event - including their new Honorary Vice President (the former "boy wonder of the piano") Mr Bobby Crush!

Host (and Chairman of the Players) Lee Taylor held proceedings together with his narratives about the long history of the Players Theatre Company - including the stars who launched their careers in the troupe, such as Clive Dunn, Peter Ustinov and Hattie Jacques, and the fact that that worldwide smash musical The Boy Friend began as a commission by the Players.

It was of course long-serving Players' Theatre stalwart Miss Jan Hunt who really "stole the show" - especially her brilliant Daddy Wouldn't Buy Me a Bow-Wow:

She, and the whole company, deserve glowing praise (yet again!) for giving us such a brilliant show.

Diverting somewhat (but not too far) away from the weekend's jolly japes, this being a Tacky Music Monday I think you too, dear reader, deserve nothing less than a good old-fashioned sing-a-long to lift the spirits! And here are some classics for you, starting with the very number Miss Hunt sang, performed here by a lady whose roots were also in Music Hall before she went on to bigger and brighter things:

From the biopic of the greatest Music Hall artiste of them all:

Quite a "surprise, surprise" indeed, from Cilla:

And to finish, a marvellous medley of mirth, merriment and musical mellifluousness (Oooh!):

Have a good week, “raise the roof — and to hell with the London, Chatham and Dover Railway!” *

[* read more about that in the New York Times, of all places]

18 comments:

  1. "...of all places"! The Gray Lady is a newspaper of record, don't you know, "all the news that's fit to print" and all that. How one can somehow feel nostalgic for something never experienced is beyond me but I do love these Victorian-era music hall numbers. Thanks for a fun post.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. That's what was so surprising about the article - the US never had Music Hall in the same way; the variety shows "across the pond" were Burlesque or Vaudeville, which were similar but definitely not the same. Jx

      Delete
  2. This sounds like a more fun version of the proms! And reminds me of the TV programme: 'The Good 'Ol Days'!
    Anyhow - my mum used to sing these songs to me when I was a toddler - she was most fond of On Mother Kelly's Doorstep [because Danny LaRue used to sing it] and Daddy Wouldn't buy me a Bow Wow.
    Sx

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. The Good Old Days was a wonderful series (it went on for three decades!) - we watched the re-runs that were shown on BBC4 a while ago, and it's quite remarkable how many top-name stars queued up to appear on it. Jx

      Delete
  3. Oh - The Good Old Days is the Georgia Brown clip!
    Sx

    ReplyDelete
  4. That sounds like fun. I don’t know any of the songs, but I would have faked it.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. In exactly the same way as we do when we go to the Dutch sing-a-longs in Amsterdam! No idea what we're singing, but throw in a few "tiddley-poms", "'ave a banana" and shout "Hoi!!" at various points and we get away with it... Jx

      Delete
  5. "The boy I love, is up in the balcony..." Dear ol' days. Thank you, Jon.(and keep yer 'and on yer 'ap'ny!)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. My 'and is always on me 'apenny, unless it's on someone else's. Jx

      Delete
    2. oooh! you're a naughty boy, you are. Looks to gallery for support...

      Delete
    3. Wouldn't look up there, dear. Far too many dark corners with shadowy figures cruising them... Jx

      Delete
  6. What a lark! Only in Britain. I'm still shaking my head in utter amazement. Such a combination of cultural miasma. It boggles the mind. And such a rich tradition of it. Surely your brains are pickled. On the one hand? It's utter garbage, but on the other, due to the commitment involved, how very clever some of it is, and its historic breadth... well - that's really saying something. Bravo. Kizzes.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. In the world before telly, the Music Halls were the most popular entertainments around - cheap, boozy, all-singing and all-flirting [and more - Wilton's Music Hall had a staircase to the brothel next door!], and the continued survival of that spirit is a brilliant thing.

      Of course, it never really died at all, and its modern counterparts - variety shows, revues, panto, workmen's clubs, cruise ship entertainment, and pubs where the drag queens actually sing - thrive to this day.

      Interesting fact: many of our esteemed West End theatres began life as music halls, including the London Palladium, the Palace Theatre, the London Coliseum, as well as the Empire cinema in Leicester Square.

      Jx

      Delete
  7. I'm sorry to have missed out. It's so unfair that we have Trump and you have music halls and Eurovision.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. So true - no gangsta rappers, Kardashians, RuPaul, country'n'western, "social media influencers", Lady GaGa nor Disney musicals offer an attractive alternative to good old-fashioned FUN! Jx

      Delete

Please leave a message - I value your comments!

[NB Bear with me if there is a delay - thanks to spammers I might need to approve comments]