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I spent most of today taking cast photos for Ragtime. Great fun and the kids at FCT were fab.
Well we ran off about 400 photos this afternoon at Newhaven Harbour and The Botanics. Here’s just a few as a wee taster. You can find them all on this Flickr link…
The New Rochelles were shot in sepia to reflect the stuffiness and formality of the time and their super wealth.



The Immigrants are shot in a blue duotone to represent the cold misery they are about to face in an America that ain’t gonna welcome them.



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What, only five starts from the Evening News? Now, I have to say I’m getting fed up of being called old. First ‘pops’ then an advertising veteran and now an actor ‘no longer in the first flushes of youth.’ Is it a conspiracy?
Last night was an immense experience culminating in a standing ovation. Really, you had to be there… And you know what? We’re sold out (apart from a few tickets left for Saturday afternoon).

FCT: Ya Beauty *****, Churchill Theatre
KIDS get short shrift these days. It’s almost as if the rest of society wants them to loiter in bus shelters, just so they are to able to say those immortal words, ‘I told you so’ whenever things go wrong.
If today’s teenagers are often singled out as being lazier, less educated and ruder than any generation that came before them, anyone sitting in the Churchill Theatre last night may beg to differ on the evidence presented by the Forth Children’s Theatre as they staged their 30th anniversary show.
For any criticism of modern youngsters would be to pay the hard work, tenacity and talent of the kids in the FCT a complete disservice, particularly when some of their choral numbers could only be described as West End worthy.
To celebrate three decades of song, dance and youthful enthusiasm, the FCT have brought together a 70-strong cast, made up of children and music from every generation of the company, to perform an assortment of their favourite show tunes.
While some of the original children, such as Mark Gorman, son of late FCT founder Peter Gorman, and Geraldine DePonio may no longer be in the first flush of youth, they certainly made up for their relative decrepitude with a host of nostalgic on stage antics.
Sadly, however, the age and experience of a misspent adulthood proved no match for youth and exuberance though, and the group’s teenage members left many of their elders in the dust.
While seasoned actors Greg Sinclair, as an adorably geeky Seymour from Little Shop of Horrors, and Kerry-Ann Rae, as Annie’s devious Miss Hannigan, showed the young upstarts how a few years of further education will help develop a gift; It was the 10 to 20 age group that really dazzled on the stage.
Displaying a worrying lack of first-night nerves, the cast launched into a diverse blend of big numbers only minutes into the first act.
Covering some of musical theatre’s most challenging and popular songs they deftly worked their way through Jekyll and Hyde’s Façade, The Boyfriend’s Never Too Late and Oh! What a Lovely War’s emotive and moving Keep The Home Fires Burning.
Ensemble piece, The Ballad of Sweeny Todd, showcased superbly the ability of the group to utilise the vocal and acting ability of adult cast members while enticing excellent performances from the younger players in the chorus.
With a large female cast, many of the set pieces were designed specifically for several outstanding young sopranos.
Not to be outdone, the boys surprised with mature and expressive performances, Matthew Smith and Ronan Radin standing out.
An honourable mention must also go to Andrew Dyer’s Lucio from Romeo and Juliet. His was a lesson in introducing Shakespeare that many English teachers might wish to take note of.
A directorial team, taking turns in directing and choreographing each sequence, kept the segments of the show flowing effortlessly into one and other, although an obvious lack of rehearsal time in the auditorium meant that the some of the opportunities to use the space more effectively were lost.
Let’s just hope that none of these kids get their big break too soon, thus depriving Edinburgh’s amateur theatre of some wonderful up and coming talent.
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The day has arrived.
We took ownership, however briefly, of the Church Hill Theatre tonight and had our first run, in the studio theatre. Tomorrow we do our technical run at 10.30. Dress at 2.30 and open at 7.30. We’re ready. The rehearsals on Sunday, last night and tonight have all built on each other and started from a good place. It’s getting pretty tight all round I have to say. (Although one of my numbers – Get me to the Church on Time from My Fair Lady happily calls for rumbustuousness and a lack of overall discipline!)
The show with the exception of the Sat Mat is, to all intent and purpose, sold out. As I predicted. And the Saturday matinee is half sold and will no doubt fill up quickly now as the latecomers realise that when we said we thought the nights would sell out it wasn’t just us making it up.
If you’re lucky enough to have a ticket (and believe me you will count yourself lucky) you are in for a spellbinding evening’s entertainment.
I count myself blessed and privileged beyond belief to be part of this. Felix McLaughlin who just came up from Cardiff on Sunday to join the final rehearsals was dumbstruck by the depth and quality of talent on show. I’m not talking about me and my generation here I’m talking about the current and just ‘graduated’ cast who have talent in extreme. And the directing team, choreographer and musical direction team have to be seen to be believed.
The impact this show has had on me will never be repeated in my life. I feel sure of that because it is truly a one off, truly a labour of extraordinary love.
My father would not only have got ‘the tingles’ as he called it. He would have been swept away in a tidal wave of emotion which is exactly what will happen to our audiences because, on the whole, their lives have been so positively influencd by the wonderful work of FCT and this is, after all, the best of FCT.
I keep coming back to the greatest thing of all; membership is a mere £3 – for the year – which includes the opportunity of being in a 10 night run on the Fringe PLUS a show like this and we’ve never had even so much as a penny of public sector funding.
FCT is immense and this joyous photo from the rehearsals sums it all up for me.
This is FCT!

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No, not that Nick Drake, the contemporary playwright.

I took Ria to see the opening night of LYT’s contribution to The National Theatre’s New Connections festival of new youth drama. And damned fine it was too.
A cast of 19 on a tiny Trav 2 stage put on a fine performance in a space that was frankly too small given their energy. It’s a highly choreographed show drawing on pretty much every theatrical trick in the book and it works very well.
It’s not quite an ensemble piece because three principals stand out; Nick (the devil?) played with aplomb by Steve McMahon to the point you would happily punch his city spiv character (how appropriate in these times) hard in the face and the two romantic leads Tom (an outstanding and likeable Hector Brown) and Lucy (the lovely Kim Donohoe).
The theme is about the pursuit of money ending in tears and is a morality tale for our times with real resonance. Money indeed cannot buy you love it seems in Drake’s eyes. It would have been easy for the script to cross the line into cliche and clunkiness but it avoids this at all turns and the performances of the ‘chorus’ hold the show together crisply and engagingly.
It’s the first LYT show I’ve seen and just goes to show that FCT (biased as I am) do not have a monopoly on brilliant young people’s theatre in Edinburgh. Joking aside these are very different companies and LYT’s take is very much more adult in theme and tone.
You’ll be lucky to get a ticket, but if you can. Do.
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At today’s FCT rehersal we blocked and performed two numbers that had me frequently on the verge of tears. It was a war section of the show segueing ‘Keep the Home Fires Burning’ from WWI and a song from the Vackees - set in the Blitz of WWII.
Keep the Home Fires Burning starts with a female solo for the first verse then the female chorus does verse two, then the male chorus takes over for verse three, before the full company combines for the concluding verse. There’s no harmonies, just a gradual build from a gentle hush until the second half of the last verse which is sung in full voice and it was quite simply magnificent. Seriously the hairs were standing up on my neck. I was gobsmacked by it. Joyce and Catriona’s handling of it all was nothing short of perfection.
The song from the Vackees is slightly more complicated but no less affecting and again builds to a stunning climax.
Honestly, I count my blessings to be a part of this thing with youngsters that are so talented: it’s awe inspiring.
Every single member of the directing team (musical, movement and acting) are due my unrequited thanks for this.
I know, I know I’m getting all Kate Winslett on you. But you have to be there.
You will not regret a penny of the ticket price when you come along. And you WILL be coming along.
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Well, 20 plus years later, I’m back on the stage with FCT for their thirtieth anniversary show next April. First rehearsal tonight and I was given a pretty safe solo part. There are some astounding talents in the show. Some of the male leads have incredible voices. Just as well as this is the first song I have to learn. It’s going to be a major challenge but I’m looking forward to it.
We’ve all agreed that I should seek sponsorship from Imodium.
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So, I got called back for a second audition at FCT today. “Read nothing into it” they said.
I wasn’t really sure what the experience was going to entail so turned up relatively carefree, and a bit late as it turned out, which was a pity because the assembled kids had been taken through two songs, Fagens’s “You gotta pick a pocket or two” and a negro spiritual.
I missed the practice totally.
Half an hour later I was called with four other guys, all of whom could have taken lead roles at the Royal Opera House, to make a complete and utter tit of myself.
In turn, we had to sing two verses from each song for which I was more or less completely unprepared and talent-free.
It was probably the most terrifying ten minutes of my life (although it felt like several hours).
As Pavarotti, Domingo and Careras strutted their stuff I evacuated my bowels. And then I had to sing this spiritual number that would have challenged a Castrato; the objective being to check out our range, (Well, I’ll tell you now I ain’t no Tenor, I’m a baritone!)
The only thing that shook more than the paper in my hands containing the words was my voice. Which trembled like the World Trade Centres on 9/11.
I tell you, I was completely and utterly petrified. My stools were fluid. My life unliveable. My shame unparalleled.
I was not good.
In fact I was not even bad.
My dancing experience, yesterday, suddenly seemed bearable.
I think I might be psychologically scarred for the rest of my life.














