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Ella, Marilyn, Marlene and Me
The Butterfly Club, Melbourne; The Butterfly Club
Thursday, June 26, 2008. Opening Night Performance. Review by DAVID CROFTS.
Season closed. |
In Melbourne briefly before
heading off to Edinburgh in August, Brisbanes sassiest songstress Melissa Western
was in fine form, and fine voice.
The occasion was the preview of her revamped show Ella, Marilyn, Marlene And Me
about a reclusive singer, desperate for pop stardom, which sold out at the Edinburgh
Fringe in 2007.
Not having seen the original, its difficult for me to say what has improved or
changed, but the show I saw was fresh, fun and very entertaining.
Cleverly written with tongue firmly in cheek, it tells the story of young singer who
performs intoxicatingly in front of her bedroom mirror but after a psychologically
damaging incident at high school suffers dreadfully from nerves in front of an
audience.
However, when a genie in a magic hairbrush grants the singer inspiration from three of
historys most divine performers Ella Fitzgerald, Marlene Dietrich and Marilyn
Munro she soon learns the road to stardom is never as glamorous as it appears and
realises she must find her own inner diva.
A talented actor and polished club singer, Western has an intimate understanding of comic
and dramatic timing, effortlessly shifting from the ridiculous to the poignant with the
simple arch of an eyebrow or the delicate slide of her velvety voice.
In true cabaret style, the whole piece takes place seamlessly before your eyes including
costume changes and sudden character shifts as each of the three divas inhabit Western
one-by-one, and take hold.
Rather than simply mimicking or impersonating, Western weaves in anecdotes of the
womens early lives and their journeys to success to reveal their vulnerability and
humanity, and also what they brought as people to their performances. There may be other
performers who look or even sound more like Fitzgerald, Dietrich or Munro but Western
manages to latch on to something intrinsic about the vocal style of each one, and the way
they carried or conveyed a lyric.
The only disappointment for me is that we didnt have more singing. One song from
each diva was probably enough but it did take a while to get around to the first one, and
another couple of songs in the characters own voice may have established her dilemma
and eventual triumph a little more strongly.
Having said that, this is a polished show from a confident, engaging performer who already
has her own little dose of magic. |