AN INVITE only airing for
Richard Strange's new (is it a group? Is
it a film? Is it a multi media event?)
thing. Elder readers will remember
Richard as the front being with the
Doctors Of Madness, much hipper now than
way back when they existed.
Engine Room he's joined by two former
members of The Event Group one
time doyens of Richard's Cabaret Future
and nearly famous for doing artsy stuff
with cricket bats who by sitting
behind two desks on either side of the
stage with screens above their heads.
music was again of the pre-recorded kind,
the machine beyond audience sight-lines
and the emergent sound fulfilling a
supporting rather than a frontal role.
One of the accomplices periodically
executed impressively agile dance
routines behind Richard, simultaneously
the three screens blinked out a
succession of (mainly) newscast images.
lurched and leaned around the neck
standing in front of me, I realised theta
presentation of this kind is
unfortunately so foreign to the rock
sphere. One's senses are attuned to a
less sophisticated norm performers
who communicate by grand gestures, sweat
and emotion rather than the inferences
and subtle actions being offered here.
essence, Engine Room could be a fine and
plausible entertainment but the
environment in which to enjoy themselves
fully does not yet exist. Their struggle
in the future will simply be to find it.