Guardian article about cabaret’s adaptive flexibility
Just a quick heads-up about a piece I did for the Guardian online earlier this week about the adaptive possibilities of cabaret compared to more conventional theatre models – special forces rather than regular army, if you like. Here’s the opening:
Dripping with rococo ornamentation and covered in mirrors, the Café Royal’s Grill Room in central London is a sumptuous setting, but it offers nowhere to hide. “Look at you, clutching your girlfriend like a human shield,” purrs Dusty Limits, host of the Black Cat Cabaret‘s regular soirée there, as he zeroes in on a faintly terrified young man sitting on a corner sofa. Limits is soon sprawled on his lap, singing the Smiths. The young man finds himself grinning…
And you can read the whole thing here.
