People of London! Are you wondering how to fill your evenings from now until the 30th of November? Do you like plays? Do you like singing? Do you like my mother? (You should.)
My mother has written a play! It is called Dress Rehearsal
, because she evidently doesn't understand the importance of easily-Googleable titles, and it's currently being performed in a pub in Hammersmith. It's about a group of pub performers, appropriately enough, and all the feuds and tensions seething behind the scenes. It has opera numbers and a great deal of humour and the most amazing feathery waistcoat you've ever seen. It's a lot of fun!
'Riona,' you may say, frowning, 'isn't there the slightest chance that you're biased because your mother wrote it?' In response to which I offer the following rave review from a drunk man who experienced it last night: 'THAT WAS BETTER THAN THE TELLY! It's better than the telly!' I'm fairly certain you don't get more authoritative than that. After press night tomorrow, if you're still not satisfied, we may even have rave reviews from non-drunk people! (On a related note, you are required to very obviously enjoy yourself if you go tomorrow.)Dress Rehearsal
is on until the 30th at The Distillers
in Hammersmith (64 Fulham Palace Road, W6 9PH), in the Regal Room. It's at 7.30 every evening from Tuesday to Saturday, with an additional 3.00 matinée on Saturdays. You can buy tickets here
or on the door. If you like it, excellent! Tell my mum; she'll be thrilled. If you don't like it, I suppose you'll just have to watch it again until you do.
(Fair warning, because I know some of you don't like being touched: the room is set up so there are pub tables and stools in the middle, and some benches around the outside. If you sit at one of the tables, you become part of the set and the actors may interact with you during the musical numbers (e.g. hide behind you, pretend to cut your hair during the aria from The Barber of Seville
etc.). If you'd prefer to avoid this, stay away from the tables; sit on one of the benches at the side or in the line of chairs to the left of the stage.)