Georgy Girl – The Seekers Musical
Her Majesty’s Theatre, Melbourne
Wednesday 24 February 2016
$90
The Carnival Continues
Musicals are not really my thing, either on film or
on stage. In general I’d rather sit through a curling tournament or an episode of
I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here, but
I was taking my mum to the theatre to see the new production of Georgy Girl – The Seekers Musical. She
was a bit of a fan of The Seekers, as were most Australians in the late 1960s, and
I figured that even I’d know most of the songs. Plus she hadn’t been to the
theatre for many years. Besides, it could have been worse; she might have taken
me up on my alternative offer to take her the Edinburgh Military Tattoo that
had just wound up at Etihad Stadium. I’ll take Morningtown Ride over bagpipes any day.
So we were at Her Majesty’s for a mid-week matinee.
Even at 50+ I was comfortably the youngest in the theatre by a good decade,
aside from the cast. It’s fair to say that of all the legacies from the 60s, an
appreciation of the Seekers’ music hasn’t traversed the generations in quite
the same way as the enthusiasm for recreational drug taking. I also imagine
that there has been minimal take-up of Ticketek’s specially priced $60 tickets
for under 30s. On the upside however, politicians and demographers are constantly
reminding us about Australia’s ageing population, which suggests this
production might have a long run ahead of it.
The Seekers are just the latest in a long line of
heritage musical acts to get the jukebox musical treatment – there’s been
Queen, ABBA, Dusty Springfield, Buddy Holly, The Four Seasons, Johnny Cash and
numerous others. Like Georgy Girl, they are all exercises in musical nostalgia.
That’s not such a bad thing; I foresee the day in 20 years when I’m hobbling in
to Her Majesty’s on my walker to see Nick
The Stripper – the Nick Cave musical. Incongruously perhaps, Nick Cave is
one of my links to The Seekers, thanks to his recording of, The Carnival is Over on his covers
album, Kicking Against the Pricks.
Prior to Georgy
Girl, the only stage musical I’d seen live is Shane Warne – the Musical, with Eddie Perfect playing the spin
king. I also watched a live ABC broadcast of the musical, Keating! and noted that Mike McLeish, who portrayed Paul Keating in
that production and was also in the Shane Warne musical, was on board here as
Seeker, Bruce Woodley. It’s a small world indeed, but evidently an even smaller
world in Melbourne musical theatre.
Other cast members in this production of Georgy Girl are Pippa Grandison as
Judith Durham, Phillip Lowe as Keith Potger, Glaston Toft as Athol Guy and Adam
Murphy as Ron Edgeworth. Durham’s husband and the show’s ham narrator. The show
was written by Patrick Edgeworth – Ron’s brother – which probably explains why
Ron got all the good lines. I always thought Athol Guy to be one of the great
names in Oz rock, so I’m impressed that the producers found someone with an
even better name – Glaston Toft – to play him in this production.
The production had all the elements you’d expect from
a stage musical; a clunky script, over the top costumes, cultural clichés, awkward
acting and cheesy, exaggerated gestures and choreography from the chorus
members. Mum and I had good seats in the stalls, so we had wonderful proximity
to enjoy the full melodramatic overstatement and overacting of the chorus
members’ heightened performance. For all that, they did work hard.
On the other hand it also had some impressive singing
from the four principal Seekers, who managed to capture the harmonies and
ensemble singing that made the group famous in the first place. And that of
course is the main point. In particular Pippa Grandison was at least Judith
Durham’s equal as a vocalist.
All the main songs were aired: I’ll Never Find Another You, A
World Of Our Own, Morningtown Ride,
The Carnival Is Over and of course, Georgy Girl, as well as numerous others.
I didn’t realize bruce Potger had written I
Am Australian – they did that too.
Covering a 50-year timespan in 2.5 hours was always
going to result in something of a potted history, a point the narrator Ron
Edgeworth conceded in one of his many asides. While it is understandable that
the script focused primarily on the 1960s era, major latter day events such as Judith
Durham’s car accident and husband Ron Edgeworth’s diagnosis with motor neurone disease
were given a cursory treatment by comparison.
This production hasn’t changed my mind about
musicals. Possibly the only musical I’d be interested in attending is Lazarus, the musical David Bowie penned based
on The Man Who Fell To Earth
featuring some of his songs, and which opened off Broadway just a week or two
before his death.
Mum said she quite enjoyed it, although she said it
was a bit loud at times. That’s the thing with musicals I suppose, the music. I made a mental note now that Lemmy is dead not to take her to the Motorhead
musical should it eventuate.
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