Salford University hosted Signdance Collective's performance of Bad Elvis on 21st March. Peter Street went along to see the companies brand of sign-musical theatre at its very best.
"Absolutely superb, not long enough" said the Mayor Of Salford. How right he was, Bad Elvis was an hour-long tour de force. This was a unique theatre production thanks to director Sue Roberts and writer Katie Hims.
Bad Elvis was no cheesy impersonation of Elvis Presley, but more a kind of surreal tribute to him which really hit the spot. David Bower was breath-taking in his role as Aiden. He signed and spoke while dancing in a light blue zoot suit.
I was thinking it couldn’t get better that was until Isolte Avila ‘mum’ belted out “All Shook Up.” And from then on every time she finished another song the audience showed the wonder of it all by clapping and more clapping. I’ve seen various so-called singers try their vocal chords on this difficult song: she left them all standing. That’s how fabulous as it was, not only, but then the players of Bad Elvis came to the edge of the floor and invited us to take part with four basic signs of All Shook Up with BSL.
David’s dance partner Francesca Osimani who played Snow White lifted the play another notch when she danced and signed alongside him. I was worried about Francesca fitting in with deaf and disabled actors. But then watching her I doubt if anyone could have performed, signed and danced and worked the musical better than she did.
The one great feature of this production you kept thinking with surely it can't get better, but it did.
Hearns Sebuado - the landlord and brother rocked and rolled with his dance partner the life size puppet of Elvis’s the ‘King’ who was dressed in the white suit we have all come to love and adore. That puppet - sorry Elvis wouldn’t have been Elvis without out the suit. Hearns took us through every emotion first by bringing laughter tears when he introduced us to his Elvis.
Then he laughed us more when he danced and jived around with this very own Elvis while fastened to his legs. Superb. We were laughing and singing along with it all. People around me were tapping their feet and then suddenly the King just died in front of us and Hearns caressed him. As if it was some real person there on his knee, dying. It was so convincing it was then just then for a few seconds I remembered where I was on that tragic day of 1977.
You would be hard pushed to see anything as good as Bad Elvis. It was faultless.