Boston Rock Opera's Rocky Horror

From The Boston Phoenix, Cellars by Starlight: October 9, 1997
Show tunes: Boston Rock Opera’s Rocky Horror
by Brett Milano

Is it still The Rocky Horror Show without the rice, toast, and flying toilet paper? Boston Rock Opera’s production of the show is faithful to the original stage play and 1975 film in all but one respect: audience members are warned upon entrance that they won’t be allowed to throw anything at the stage. And when I saw the show on opening night, a surprisingly polite audience also kept vocal participation to a minimum. Eternal nerd Brad Majors (David Ilku) made it through the entire show without once being called an asshole. The no-neck status of the Criminologist (Pat McGrath) was never remarked upon. And Frank-n-furter, the Transylvanian transvestite (played by Ryan Landry from Space Pussy), even got to “shiver with antici. . . pation” without having a roomful of people yell “Say it!” during the pause.

In some ways Rocky Horror is a more obvious choice than anything BRO has attempted so far — it’s more fun than Jesus Christ Superstar, has more memorable tunes than the Kinks’ Preservation Act II, and is more theatrically fleshed out (so to speak) than the Beatles’ Sgt. Pepper. Instead of building a plot from an all-music concept album, BRO had familiar characters and a complete script to work with; and it stuck largely to the look and spirit of the film. Frank-n-furter’s house is still a cross between Dracula’s castle and Man Ray. And the usual gang’s all here: Charles Atlas dreamguy Rocky (Garrett Kimball) tapdancing groupie Columbia (Holly Sugar of the Sugar Twins), proto-goth vamp Magenta (Ticia Low), Eno-esque skinhead Riff Raff (Bill Hough). Ryan Landry played Frank-n-furter much as he plays himself in Space Pussy, managing to outdo Tim Curry’s original for outright camp. Only one characterization was a major departure: instead of playing Eddie as a ’50s greaser, as Meat Loaf did in the film, T.C. Cheever turns him into . . .well, we’d hate to give it away, but think Las Vegas.

For those of us who’ve attended The Rocky Horror Picture Show a handful of times without actually sitting down and watching the thing, last week’s opening was a relatively low-key experience. Fortunately, the restraint was in the audience and not on stage. The Boston Rock Opera company (which includes more full-time actors and fewer bandmembers this time around) got right into the libertine spirit of this show, the bastard child of B-movies and ’70s glitter rock.

Still, there were a few signs of the times. Since this production is a benefit for AIDS Action, Frank-n-furter inserts a safe-sex (but still pro-sex) message after he’s had his way with Brad and Janet. He also does a lyric update during “Sweet Transvestite,” suggesting they watch “an old Keanu [instead of Steve] Reeves movie” — just the sort of subtext that Keanu has long been trying to avoid. And the sex and violence in the original were toned down a bit, with the two most visceral scenes — the murder of Eddie, and Frank-n-furter’s double seduction of Brad and Janet — both played as slapstick (the latter was the night’s funniest turn, thanks to a quick ad-libs with a fake penis that refused to stay attached). Still, you can’t desexualize Rocky Horror too much, not when the Transylvanian crew distribute condoms during the intermission (likely why Thursday’s show was picketed by the same five folks who hand out Jesus pamphlets on the Red Line).

In short, Rocky Horror isn’t much closer to being respectable now than it was in the ’70s, and that’s one reason it holds up. Another is that the songs are a lot better than you may remember: composer/lyricist Richard O’Brien (whose only post-Rocky output was the flopped sequel Shock Treatment) synthesized show tunes, bubblegum pop, art rock, and David Bowie’s early catalogue into obvious singles like the Queen-derived “Sweet Transvestite” and the big dance number “Time Warp.” The house band, led by Mick Maldonado, navigated the soundtrack with ease — no small feat, since it was originally performed by some of England’s most expensive studio pros. (Special mention goes to Chainsuck drummer Perry James for nailing the parts originally played by Procol Harum’s BJ Wilson.) By getting the music and the spirit right, the BRO crew can do the Time Warp without getting caught in a time warp.

The Rocky Horror Show will be performed tonight, tomorrow, and Saturday (October 9, 10, and 11) at 8:30 p.m. at Massachusetts College of Art’s Tower Auditorium. Tickets are $18; call 450-1347.

Rocky Horror – TheaterMirror Review

“The Rocky Horror Show”
Reviewed by Derek J. McClellan for TheaterMirror.com

Presented to raise money for the Aids Action Committee
Directed by James P. Byrne
Musical Direction by Mick Maldonado

On Wednesday October 1st I caught the preview performance of The Boston Rock Opera’s production of The Rocky Horror Show. (Note: it doesn’t say “Picture Show” because they wish to discern it from the film,) However the night I saw the work, it seemed an awful lot like the film.

Since it seemed an awful lot like the film one is left to ponder the relevance of the piece. It seems to be about crossdressing, murder, and rock and roll. All three (depending on your generation) are considered dubious, immoral, or illegal. However this spectacle makes it all out to be good fun.

I was never into the Rocky Horror Picture Show, but I did manage to attend the film about twenty times during the mid-to late eighties. One thing about the work, and the Boston Rock Opera’s production, is that it reminded me how good the music was. These are good, rockin’, catchy tunes, and everyone, both musician and singer alike did a capital job with the task.

The production is also very sexy (a good thing), right from the get go we were given a bit of a warning from Special Guest M.C. Ginger Vitus ( A rather outrageous drag queen) who implored us not to throw rice, water or toast onto the actors and to keep the “responses” in between lines. Not bad advice. Who knows what may happen on subsequent nights, but during this performance there were pockets of people who were “determined” to relive the Rocky Horror they knew, with all the memorized dirty interjections they could yell out. The company handled this quite well, one even wonders if they rehearsed in preparation for such the inevitable banter.

I suppose we could romanticize about the original London Production, but there really is no way to bring that back, the phenomenon of the film audience participation experience is what has kept this work alive. And for better or for worse (probably the worse), it shouldn’t be stifled. (except of course the projectiles, which may distract the talent)

copyright 1997 by Derek J. McClellan

Rocky Horrow Review – Krave

Krave.com Boston Style
Review and Interview by Scott Chesley

It’s time to add it all up, tally the score. Total the columns and take a look at where it’s really at. On this hand we have the nineties: Nirvana, Oasis, AIDS and Heroin’s latest coming out party, and … well, it kinda drops off after that. And over here we have the seventies (notice how we skip right over the eighties): New York Dolls, Kiss, Alice Cooper, the Ramones, Disco (?), Iggy Pop, Cheap Mexican Marijuana, and condoms that prevented pregnancy … Not contraction of a potentially deadly disease. To me it’s not much of an argument. Granted, I was twelve when I saw Kiss on the Love Gun tour, definitely a nudge over the edge for someone as prone to deviation as me. Be that as it may, for good clean All American twisted celebration and rebellion, it’s no contest. The seventies were the real sixties. Joy and deviation screwed for a few uninhibited years and no one cared. So what if Nixon, Ford and Carter didn’t get it on, they never would have made it into the back room at Max’s anyway.

With all that fresh and groping up your cortex, consider this: What’s cooler than a Kiss lunchbox? What’s more satiating than Johnny Thunders singing “Like a Rolling Stone” on the B-side of a British 45? What’s hipper than being BI-sexual? What’s hotter than Marv Albert at the Holiday Inn?……….. How about science teachers in red women’s panties? How about incestuous space aliens? How about leather thigh highs and fishnet stockings on a six-foot, hot bottomed all-American man?

Well the Boston Rock Opera’s 1997 presentation of The Rocky Horror Show had it all. And if it didn’t get you wondering where your sex life is really at then, well, drawers down to you. For those of you that caught the show, you know what I’m talking about, but for those of you that didn’t here’s a little explanation. Richard O’Brien’s Rocky Horror Show made it to the big screen in 1977, an out of left field musical starring Tim Curry and Susan Sarandon, that took equal parts seventies Glam rock, traditional musical styling and a healthy dose of good American free for all, and turned it into one of the all time cult-classic events of our time. There’s not an urban center in America where on any given Saturday at midnight you can’t find a screening of Rocky Horror. To me that speaks volumes about the inherent goodness of our American system

Here’s the basic story: our lovely, virginal newlyweds, Brad and Janet (David Ilku and Kaci Carr) become lost on a stormy night whilst on their way to see their science teacher, Dr. Scott (T.C Cheever), in whose class they fell in love. Just as the inconvenience of their plight becomes obvious, they spot a light in the old Frankenstein place, and in an innocent attempt to use the old castle’s phone they become sacrificial (and maybe even willing) playthings in the power struggle between the sweet transvestite Dr. Frankenfurter (Ryan Landry) and his loyal (?) extra-terrestrial servants, Magenta (Ticia Low) and Riff-Raff (Bill Hough). What transpires is a rollicking, raunchy and totally arousing tale of….. (in Ryan’s words,….”Sex, Sex, Sex”)

If you missed it, shame on you. This presentation of the Rocky Horror Show was the first time that the Boston Rock Opera has worked with the Aids Action Committee. Eleanor Ramsay, co-founder of the B.R.0, and the producer of this show had this to say to Krave, “This is the first time we’ve even tried to raise money for anybody, and it’s very difficult to do live theatre and raise money but we’re doing our best…. and they were happy too, just for the awareness, that was really important. They really felt by doing this show they could reach an audience that they’re really trying to get to…. which is a lot of young kids, teenagers and college kids who are just becoming sexually active, and they really want to reach those people, and felt that this was a really good vehicle for it…. A way to do it in a really fun environment.”

Fun is the operative word. With a few hilarious nods to safe sex, and a pre-show disclaimer assuring the audience that either a condom or dental dam was in use at all times, this show was about having fun. The B. R. 0. as always, more than compensated for their limited budget with inspired performances, and in this case, an ingenious set design featuring blood dripping staircases, a revolving life size coffin, and a fuilly operational space ship. When asked about the difficulties staging a show like this, Eleanor offered, “It was really tough because we felt, with Rocky Horror, if we were going to do it we needed to go over the top….Ryan (Dr. Frankenfurter) has been really one of the creative collaborators on the show. He did a lot of the set design. He had a vision of how he wanted to do it. (And) all our shows have come together because somebody with a strong personality really wants to put it on.”

So here on the Twentieth Anniversary of the prime of that often overlooked decade, it’s strangely appropriate and truly heartwarming that the Boston Rock Opera should stage a bawdy, brawny revival of a show that, to those in the know, has Never gone out of style. Now that the door’s been cracked open, my heart skips a beat when I consider the possibilities: Ziggy Stardust, School’s Out, or ( hold me please) even Lou Reed’s classic Street Hassle. Krave was fortunate enough to sit down with Ryan after one of the shows, and here’s what we talked about.

RYAN LANDRY Boston’s Last Glambassador ?

Q: First, it looks like you’re having a blast up there. As fun as it looks?

A: Oh, it’s more fun, I mean it’s that feeling when people respond the way they
do, it’s really wonderful. You know? This is my life, this is what I want to do and I’m very happy doing it. Yeah, it’s really great.

Q: When you were going through the audition process, was there a point when it came down to, “Alright Ryan you’re right for the part, now let’s see your ass?

A: No, No, they never checked out my ass. There was a controversy between two camps, in a friendly way, about if it was going to be for family, and I basically said “This can’t be for family, it’s not a family show.” This show is about incest, transvestites, blow jobs, sex … it’s just all sex, sex, sex. I’m not applauding some of those things, I’m just saying that they exist and that’s why I love this show, because it’s more real than people think.

Q: This is your first show with the B. R. 0, how did you get involved?

A: Well, I wanted to do a benefit for AIDS Action because thqy’ve been so good to me. So I was thinking of something that my old band Space Pussy could do because they were a really good band. They didn’t really want to do this show so I sought other people. Then Brian Welch (associate producer) and I became friends. Brian said, “oh we should do Rocky Horror”, and I said, “oh, what a great idea.” But to do it right we needed a bigger establishment with us. I mean where am I going to find the band, the whole thing? I had read about B.R.0 doing Jesus Christ Superstar (in which Van Halen’s Gary Cherone played the lead role, Jesus), and I liked what I read; it seemed like they had a new idea and it was exciting because there are a lot of great Rock Operas out there and things that haven’t been turned into Rock Operas that should be. I called Eleanor and she said, “Oh my god, I just had a dream about you last night.” It was really weird…..She had thought of someone else for Frankenfurter so I said, “at least try me out.” Things lead to things and I got the part. So it worked out like that. It’s been really great.

Q: You mentioned stuff that hasn’t been made into Rock Operas that should be, I was listening last night to Alice Cooper’s Schools Out….

A: Yeah, genius, genius. I mean, there’s lots of things that could be made into Rock Operas. You could take Dusty Springfield, “Dusty in Memphis” and do it if you wanted to. It really has to do with building a story around an album or in this case, taking a great story and a great soundtrack and making it your own in a stage production.

Q: Now, Tim Curry did such a great job with the role..obviously…

A: Oh my god..

Q: Was that something that you were thinking, “I’ve got to live up to his performance?”

A: I knew that I couldn’t. So I had to figure out ways I could make it my own, because I knew that they would laugh me off the stage if I tried to be Tim Curry or do what Tim Curry does … I mean, I’m not him. He’s great, he’s the greatest of all time.

Q: Tough act to follow?

A: Very tough act.

Q: What’s your favorite number in the show?

A: “I’m Going Home.” I just wish I could really sing it. I’m not really a singer, I’m more of a performer. I fake it, I don’t know what notes are. I don’t know how to read music. I don’t know a lot about music. I was in Space Pussy for two years and we were very popular but I think that was mostly because I was such a Nut Job. I think that’s what I love about the role, is that it’s real nutty. “I’m Going Home” makes me cry. I think of a lot of things when I do that.

Q: Are you still working with the guys from Space Pussy? I heard something about White Rock …

A: White Rock Fairy … Yeah, that’s a band that I have a couple musicians for, but I really want to get kick ass musicians and turn it out and make a real Boston Scene. I’m very into developing bands, along with my own band, in a scene situation which brings Boston back to where it should be. There was a time in the late seventies when Boston really ruled for Rock and Roll. A lot of people from Max’s,(Kansas city)-ed. All those glam rockers were coming here to hang out, and a lot of great bands like Human Sexual Response and others came out of Boston. I think that Boston is sort of lost in it’s own mire. There’s a lot of good bands out there but they’re really not together. I’d like to see a rock community, a Real rock community.

Q: Last thing Ryan, Space Aliens have tattoos?
A: Oh! Yeah, well I guess. I got this bruise on my hip from doing the drum dance…

Q: With the magnet?
A: Yeah, throwing myself around the stage, and you know, stage burn … it just takes all your skin and aargh … rubs it against the wood. So I had to put a heart around it because I didn’t want it to look like I had this big bruise for no reason. And my arm tattoo, I can’t really remove it so…… and, I like it.

Q: Well, I guess that wraps it up. Thanks
A: Thank you.

A rollicking, retro 'Rocky Horror Show'

STAGE REVIEW
A rollicking, retro ‘Rocky Horror Show’
By Joan Anderman, Globe Correspondent, 10/04/97

Consider what’s hip: 1970’s schlock-chic, nerds who sing, jocks in skirts, and high camp, which never ever goes out of style. Boston Rock Opera couldn’t have picked a better year for a revival of ”The Rocky Horror Show,” 1974’s sci-fi horror spoof that established a new zenith or nadir, depending on your taste, for kinky kitsch. Devotees dressed in outrageous drag still line up for famously interactive midnight screenings of ”The Rocky Horror Picture Show.”

They weren’t lined up opening night at Tower Auditorium; the house was sparsely populated. But it’s a good bet the small, appreciative audience will spread the word about BRO’s thoroughly entertaining production, a benefit for the AIDS Action Committee featuring actors, musicians, and designers from the Boston arts community.

Whether you see it as some sort of stoned paranoid fantasy or a tongue-in-cheek calling card for sexual freedom, or prefer to contemplate the darker issues of repression and temptation suggested by the narrative, ”The Rocky Horror Show” belongs to the character of Frankenfurter. One can only imagine what he wears to breakfast, but on the cartoony, bloodstained set Ryan Landry embodied the ultimate Amazonian transvestite from hell: a dazzling mutant offspring of Marilyn Manson and Cher in a bouffant black shag, platform boots, tattered fishnets, G-string, bustier, and supermodel makeup. And this decadent specimen can sing his very visible butt off, like a big, nasty Broadway baby with a bona fide emotional subtext.

Like their master, the Transylvanians rule in this staging. From the irresistible ”Time Warp” to the bittersweet final ”Floorshow, ” Rocky Horror’s X-rated Greek chorus of Day-Glo freaks spewed an endearing mix of spunk and perversion that cuts to the soul of this show, which, with its plucky ’50s-style songs and fiendish themes, has always struck me as a Satanic reading of ”Bye Bye Birdie.”

Bill Hough (of the punk-glam band Garage Dogs) as the pasty, sunken-eyed servant Riff Raff was ghoulish grace-in-motion: limping and lurching with a dancer’s prowess and belting like a classically trained punk. The crack six-piece band was another highlight. Ingeniously tucked away in a screened dungeon under the castle stairs, they achieved that elusive state of refined and raucous rock-opera grace.

The Uber-goons Brad and Janet are significantly less colorful roles than the Transylvanians. But David Ilku (of The Dueling Bankheads comedy duo), and Kaci Carr (lead singer for the rock band Herod) demonstrated vocal and theatrical skills as understated and unassertive as their characters’ personalities.

Intermittent speaker buzz and problems with volume when the performers weren’t using their microphones were a distraction. Like its past productions of ”Jesus Christ Superstar” and ”Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” BRO more than made up for low-budget production values with high-octane performances.


This story ran on page C03 of the Boston Globe on 10/04/97. © Copyright 1997 Globe Newspaper Company.

Kinks Opera 'Preservation' Revived By Boston Theater

Kinks Opera ‘Preservation’ Revived By Boston Theater
New England thespian group’s update of veteran Brit band’s work takes to the stage Friday

VH1 (Oct. 2)
by Contributing Editor Colin Devenish

Kinks leader Ray Davies said he recognizes similarities between plot of “Preservation” and recent scandal in Washington, D.C.

Kinks leader Ray Davies hadn’t given permission for anyone to perform a full production of their rock opera “Preservation” since the seminal British rock outfit performed the piece during its 1974 tour.
Surely he had his reasons.
But  after seeing a rehearsal of the recently revived work Sunday, Davies said he feels he’s done the right thing by letting the Boston Rock Opera give the piece a go.
“I was very impressed with what they’re doing,” said singer/guitarist Davies, 54. “They’ve done it before in a club, but I thought it was better in a bigger space. It’s a nice theater. The music was very well-presented, well-done — I dare say up there with the Kinks’ performance. Very tight, very true to the record.”

Staged in the Tower Auditorium in Boston, a 450-seat theater on the Massachusetts College of Art campus, the Boston Rock Opera’s production of “Preservation” begins Friday (Oct. 2) and continues through a three-weekend run that ends Oct. 17.
With musical selections culled from two Kinks albums, Preservation Act 1 (1973) and its 1974 follow-up, Preservation Act 2, the current production by the New England-based theater company is set in “the Village” and traces the struggle of the villagers in choosing between Machiavellian leader and cold-hearted real-estate magnate Mr. Flash and his seemingly squeaky-clean rival, Mr. Black, a choice that proves to be little better than hopping out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Tossing aside her guitar and mic, Kay Hanley of Boston-based poppers Letters To Cleo plunged into the role of Mr. Flash’s longtime love interest, Belle, joining a cast that includes Boston Rock Opera co-founder Mick Maldonado in the role of Mr. Flash.
“I love the role of Belle. In very cliched terms, she’s the ‘hooker with the heart of gold,’ ” said Hanley, 30. “She has a complicated relationship with Flash that leads her to do the wrong thing when she thinks she’s doing the right thing. It f—s it all up and in this case it moves the story along.”

Based on his viewing of the rehearsal, Davies noticed several basic differences between the Boston Rock Opera’s version and the one his legendary pop-rock act took on the road nearly 25 years ago.

“The Kinks’ one was a lot wilder, and I think [in] this one Eleanor [Ramsay, director of the production] is focusing on certain issues: village greed, corruption in Parliament. I think [in] this one there are more people on the stage. We had six extra singers with us but we were never able to present it in a theatrical way.”

Ramsay, co-founder of the Boston Rock Opera — whose past productions include “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” and a reading of “Jesus Christ, Superstar” with Gary Cherone, newly acquired frontman of the pop-metal act Van Halen, in the title role — said the set itself mirrors the crisis in the sickened village.

“It’s a stylized set, essentially like a facade painted so that it has cracks in it. The entire set looks ready to crumble,” Ramsay said. “The costuming is hand-painted, so it has almost a cartoonish or nightmarish quality to it. The entire thing could almost be a bad dream. Everything has a facade on it or a faux covering. It ties in with the characters and fronts people put on and people do behind their back.”

The similarities between the basic plot of “Preservation” and the recent political machinations in Washington, D.C., were not lost on Davies, whose description of one scene from the play could have just as easily been describing President Bill Clinton’s month-long mea culpa for his involvement with ex-White House intern Monica Lewinsky.
“It is a sign of our times. Mr. Flash appeals to the nation about what a hard life he’s had,” Davies said. “But, in the end, although he’s a manipulator and a great showman, he’s undone by the media.”

Live Review: Preservation

Northeast Performer Magazine
-Scott Chesley: Nov, 1998 Live Review

Photos by Janet Caliri

BOSTON ROCK OPERA – PRESERVATION
Tower Auditorium, Mass College of Art
Boston, MA — October 1, 1998

Ray Davies’ Preservation, a rock opera originally released as two separate albums (Act’s I and II) in the early ’70s, had not been staged anywhere since the Kinks toured with it in 1974. Until now, that is. Having performed a portion of the cutting, political / social-satire work in 1993, The Boston Rock Opera began discussions with Davies about the possibility of a full production. Impressed with the troupe’s ability to effectively translate his ‘lost lifelong project’ to the stage, Davies gave the group his blessing to continue work on a script. The final product incorporates music from both original albums, and tells a timeless tale of good and evil, ultimately drawing attention to the often-subjective interpretation of both.

With Preservation the BRO appears to have taken their work to a higher, more streamlined level. Whereas their presentations of The Rocky Horror Show, Crackpot Notion, Sgt. Pepper, Jesus Christ Superstar, and more recently the cabaret-style Night At The Opera showed a fertile, yet still developing organization finding their feet, Preservation has raised the stakes with its delightful performances, fine-pacing, streamlined choreography, and deft meshing of story and music. A true opera, in the sense that all dialogue is contained in the musical numbers, it is to BRO’s great credit that the subtleties of Ray Davies’ tale are not lost in the telling.

Preservation’s story:

In the Village, an idyllic place set in Anycountry, Mr. Flash (Mick Maldonado), a ruthless, power-hungry real-estate baron has seized control of the government, bribing and coercing all who oppose his immoral, self-serving ways. Appeasing the town leaders with gifts and favors, he is able to maintain a firm grip on the commerce of the village and the lives of its inhabitants. Unable to stand up to his evil ways, the village slips into an intoxicating haze of apathy and decadence. Out of this general malaise, the opportunistic Vicar (Marty Barrett) and Activist (Lynette Estes) begin to rally the good people of the village to fight back against the evil Mr. Flash. Backing the conservative Mr. Black (Brian Gottesman), a striking figure given to pious platitudes about the ‘common good’ and tirades against the weakness of the people, the Vicar organizes a party to battle the ranks of Flash. Aided by the creepy Mad Scientist (Jim McKay), a sinister character with designs on total mind-control, Black’s opposition party gains strength and divides the Village.

Meanwhile, the only citizen not caught up in the fray, the voice of reason, The Tramp (Peter Moore), speaks out on a soapbox in the center of town, admonishing the people that they are caught in an age old battle and that neither side offers peace or truth. Flash, sensing that his precarious empire is cracking, lashes out at the Tramp, having his henchman beat him senseless while the crowd looks on in bewilderment. Retiring to his flat, Flash falls asleep and is visited by a spirit who forces him to realize that his ways are wrong and that only by renouncing his wickedness can he achieve goodness and prevent Mr. Black from seizing control of the people’s minds and free will.

Flash attempts to confess his change of heart to his girlfriend Belle (Kay Hanley), who, having tired of his cheating, sinful ways, informs him that their relationship is over. At this moment Black’s men, who force him to the Mad Scientist’s lair, where he is to be cleansed by the newly developed mind-control helmet, abduct Flash. Unable to resist, Flash is quickly relieved of his free will and ability to influence the people of the town. With Flash out of the way, Black is free to initiate his ominous plan for the future, and a mass cleansing ceremony is organized for the entire village. One by one the townsfolk are led through the ‘cleansing archway’, and finally, as The Tramp and good lady Genevieve (Kaci Carr) are forced through, the disturbing prospect of Black’s vision becomes reality; the Village has been ‘cleansed.’

The songs comprising Preservation run the gamut from the pastoral ditty Sitting In The Midday Sun, performed to carefree perfection by The Tramp (Peter Moore), to the flat out rock of Flash’s Demolition, to the countrified blues duet of Belle and Tramp’s Scrapheap City. With many strong ensemble numbers and exceptionally inspired individual performances from Mick Maldonado, Marty Barrett (The Vicar), and Peter Moore, whose teetering town drunk repeatedly stole the show, the BRO breathed a vibrant life into Davies exceptionally relevant rock commentary.

John Whiteside and producer Eleanor Ramsay’s simple, yet elegant and effective set design worked in dramatic complement with Whiteside’s subtle stage lighting. Although utilitarian and practical, the combination succeeded at depicting a number of separate locations within the Village. As always, the BRO’s band was razor sharp and ran through Ray Davies’ material with a rollicking abandon. Dan Millen’s lead guitar work was especially satisfying, inspired and raunchy in the best Dave Davies style, while band leader Matt Thorsen anchored the proceedings with rock solid acoustic rhythm guitar.

Costume designer, the inimitable Animal X, adorned the cast with appropriately tacky, bright, somber, and sullen garb, creating a tantalizing visual spectacle, colorful and flashy. Under her skilled hand, Flash waxed sleazier, Genevieve shone brighter, and Mr. Black oozed shiny, viscous oil.

With the staging of Preservation, the Boston Rock Opera has proved, if there was any doubt, that in the relatively unexplored world of rock opera Performance Theater they are peerless. Each successive production has trumped the last, and if the maxim that success begets success holds true, Boston will be made richer by their vital, delightful endeavors for a long time to come.

©1998 Northeast Performer Magazine

Few Kinks to Work out in BRO's fine 'Preservation'

There are few kinks to work out in BRO’s fine ‘Preservation’
–by Dean Johnson/Music Review | Boston Herald |10/03/98

“Preservation,” a two-act rock opera by the Boston Rock Opera Company
at Tower Auditorium, Mass. College of Art,
Fridays and Saturdays through Oct. 17.

Human nature never changes, and the proof is in the Boston Rock Opera company’s production of Kinks frontman Ray Davies’ “Preservation.”

Until this week, “Preservation” hadn’t been performed in its entirety since the Kinks last performed it in 1974. But the piece, dubbed “a morality play” by its author, is in many ways more contemporary now than when it was written.

A onetime honorable man (Mr. Flash) has become a corrupt businessman and politician who is opposed by the superpious Mr. Black, who favors mind control to legislate his own particular brand of morality. As the two forces clash, the little people are caught in the middle.

The setting is the imaginary Village. It might as well be Washington, D.C. Everyman is portrayed by the Tramp, the only one who makes any real sense. He watches all the madness without getting involved and ultimately is the only one to escape with wits and integrity intact. Because the production hasn’t been performed in nearly a quarter of a century, the only real precedent for the BRO are the two “Preservation” albums recorded by the Kinks.

The group is true to the spirit of Davies’ original music — so true that the Tramp (Peter Moore) and Flash (Mick Maldonado) sound uncannily like Davies in places.

Moore plays the Tramp with a carefree, loose-limbed grace a little reminiscent of the Scarecrow in “The Wizard of Oz,” while Maldonado’s Flash is a wonderfully unctuous soul, in part, perhaps, because Davies has said Flash has more of him than any other character in the production.

Other standouts are Brian Gottesman as an insidious Mr. Black and Letters to Cleo singer Kay Hanley, who vamped it up as Flash’s girlfriend Belle.

Though Thursday’s opening performance had its share of technical glitches (dead mikes, missed lighting cues, unbalanced singers-vs.-band sound levels), it was an fun night, especially for Kinks fans.

Davies’ original tunes range from feisty pop and raging rock to English dance hall ditties, with a little country and western thrown in. The music, particularly ensemble numbers such as “Here Comes Flash,” “He’s Evil” and “Money Talks,” holds up well. And “Sweet Lady Genevieve” is as wistful and sweet as anything he’s written.

Jane Bulger’s choreography and Eleanor Ramsay’s direction add enough action and visual appeal to flesh out the story. But like any opera, the music carries the real message.

Even Davies, who took in last Sunday’s dress rehearsal, was impressed. His response to seeing his onetime pet project brought to life onstage for the first time in nearly 25 years:

“It was worth the wait.”

Who are we to disagree?

(c) 1998 The Boston Herald

Reviving a Piece of Music History

‘Preservation’- minded:
Boston Rock Opera gets its Kinks by reviving a piece of music history

— by Dean Johnson Boston Herald: 10/01/98

Could there be anything more terrifying for a small theater group than seeing the renowned author of the work you’re performing show up at an early dress rehearsal?

It happened to the Boston Rock Opera company Sunday. The 5-year-old nonprofit group was prepping for Friday’s debut of the Kinks’ rock opera “Preservation,” when Kinks front man Ray Davies popped into the Tower Auditorium at the Massachusetts College of Art to check out the production.

The 23 cast members — including Letters to Cleo lead singer Kay Hanley — “were freaked out,” according to BRO producer and director Eleanor Ramsay. “Some of the people in the cast are big Kinks fans,” Ramsay said, “so they were really nervous. Having the author there, no matter who it is, is pretty nerve-racking.”

They needn’t have worried. The next morning Davis had nothing but kind words for the cast.

“It’s a very energetically and dynamically presented production,” he said. “They did a grand job.” In this case, there was good reason for a little extra pressure — and Davies’ interest.

“Preservation” has never been performed in its entirety since the Kinks toured with it in 1974. Hollywood, European companies, supposedly even Ray’s brother Dave, the Kinks’ lead guitarist, have all asked to do it over the years, but Davies shot them all down. Until now. The BRC staged a portion of “Preservation” five years ago and began a dialogue with Davies. “I’ve known about this company’s work for several years,” Davies said, “and they’ve been very persistent in trying to get ‘Preservation’ put on properly, and they believe in the piece.”

“I encouraged them to do it,” he said, “because I feel they have a genuine affinity for the piece and its music, and though I’m not that involved with it, I’ve given them my blessing to do the production as they see fit.”

The work, which Davies called “a documentary myth,” is replete with corrupt politicians on one side, the extreme religious right on the other, and the little people caught in the cross fire. “What I found interesting is that it parallels so many contemporary situations,” Davies said. “My politicians are kind of extreme good or bad, and it resonates in so many ways with things happening today that I hope,” he quipped, “this is a step towards resurrecting this every time an election comes around. It should be treated as a kind of fairy tale and a hard-edge documentary.”

Meanwhile, hard-core Kinks fans are treating this production as one of the highlights of the end of the century. According to Ramsay, the BRO has been contacted by folks from Germany, England, Venezuela and the West Coast, all determined to take in the production. Like traditional opera, there is no dialogue. Ramsay admitted that she dropped five songs from the original work as well as passages and verses in other songs. But Davies didn’t complain and even offered more editing that the group just couldn’t fit in with its imposing deadline.

“Eleanor’s choice was to let the music speak without too much explanation,” he said. “I found that if you’re attentive and listen, like any opera if you don’t speak its language, you still get the gist of what it’s about. I was amazed at how much text is really in the music. “It’s actually rekindled interest in the work,” he said. “You tend to leave things behind, but this project has reminded me that I was writing something more than a rock album when I made it.”

The two albums that make up the complete opera, “Preservation Act I” and “Preservation Act II,” have recently been released with bonus tracks on the Velvel label. Though Davies is finishing off a choral piece because of a premiere in England next month and a full-fledged stage production, “Come Dancing,” being readied for the London stage next year, he isn’t ready to say the Kinks are finished. “I’d love the band to play again,” he said. “It’s such a great band. But I only want to do shows and records because we have good new music. I don’t want to appease people who want to see old hits. I think the band has to be alive and play new music to work, and we’ll decide all that next year.”

The BRO’s production of “Preservation” could also stretch into next year. Though the Boston run is slated to end Oct. 17, Ramsay said there are discussions of bringing it first to New York and then to London. It could even be part of the prestigious Edinburgh fest next summer.

If Kinks fans are beside themselves because “Preservation” is coming to life again, Ramsay may have more good news for them in the future. She’s already considering taking on the Kinks’ “Soap Opera” for the BRO.

The Boston Rock Opera’s production of “Preservation” will be staged tomorrow, Saturday, Oct. 9, 10, 16 and 17 at Tower Auditorium in the Massachusetts College of Art, Boston, at 8:30 p.m. Tickets: $10-$15. Call (617) 423-NEXT.

(c) 1998 The Boston Herald

Boston Rock Opera: Preservation Acts

Music Reviews The Boston Phoenix : October 8 – 15, 1998

Boston Rock Opera: Preservation Acts
— Jonathan Perry

Longing for a mythologized past and contempt for a morally bankrupt present have always been dual preoccupations at the heart of songwriter Ray Davies’s work with the Kinks. Nearly a decade before he wrote his two-part dystopian nightmare of political corruption and greed dubbed Preservation Acts 1 and 2, Davies chronicled class hypocrisy and the unsavory secret impulses of the teetotaling bloke next door in “A Well Respected Man.” Then, six months later, he released the playful, life-of-leisure ditty “Sunny Afternoon.”

For its 1998-’99 season opener, Boston Rock Opera is presenting, for the first time, both acts of the Preservation saga in a version that throws Davies’s lifetime obsessions under the stage lights in lavish fashion. This production, which kicked off last weekend, will run the next pair of Friday and Saturday nights (October 9 and 10, 16 and 17) at the Massachusetts College of Art’s Tower Auditorium. Davies himself was so pleased with BRO’s 1993 production of Act 2 that he consulted with the group’s co-founders, Mick Maldonado (who plays the corrupt real-estate baron Mr. Flash and is the new production’s music director) and Eleanor Ramsay (producer, director, set design), on the new script and dropped by the rehearsals.

If a special press performance of the rock musical a week ago Thursday provided any indication of what’s in store, Davies has to be grinning. Not only has BRO’s production done satisfying, faithful justice to his darkly brilliant vision, in some ways it outshines the original albums. As grandly ambitious as they were, save for a smattering of classic and should-be classic songs, Acts 1 and 2 were, on album at lleast, ultimately uneven projects — inferior to works like 1969’s The Kinks Are the Village Green Preservation Society, which served as the blueprint for a subsequent Davies rock opera. In BRO’s hands, the songs, dialogue, and characters leap from dusty obscurity to vivid, three-dimensional life, at once funny and sad and tragic, with all Davies’s original intentions intact.

A dynamic cast of more than two dozen actors, dancers, musicians, and behind-the-scenes personnel expertly deliver the tale of an epic battle between Good and Evil and how it’s sometimes difficult to tell the difference. Maldonado is perfect as the thuggish Mr. Flash, who takes control of the Village and turns it into his own “vulgar playground.” In truth it’s kind of hard not to root for the unscrupulous degenerate who eventually gets his comeuppance, since (1) you can see that the supposedly righteous leader-in-waiting, Mr. Black (played with fascistic Moral Majority glee by Brian Gottesman), is a very bad dude who’s probably a lot more dangerous than the more obviously crooked Flash, and (2) Flash and his henchman throw a better party thanks to the fantastic eight-piece band led by Matt Thorsen. Plus, Flash has Letters to Cleo’s Kay Hanley (Belle) on his arm — that is, until he gets caught sharing some bubbly with one of the floozies.

The unwitting center of this apocalyptic storm-a-brewing is the Tramp — who’s essentially Ray Davies. The Tramp vacillates between just wanting to be left alone to sit “in the midday sun” and lamenting a world of selfishness where “nobody gives anymore.” Expertly played by Count Zero’s Peter Moore, he doesn’t want to have to choose between Flash and Black, since either way he and everybody else in the Village get screwed (i.e., turned into mindless zombies à la A Clockwork Orange). In other words, to cop a line from one of Davies’s rock-opera-writing contemporaries, “Meet the new Boss, same as the old Boss.”

(c) 1998 The Boston Phoenix

‘Preservation’ is packed with power Globe 1998

Boston Globe: Living | Arts
STAGE REVIEW
‘Preservation’ is packed with powerBy Jim Sullivan, Globe Staff, 10/05/98 | The Boston Globe Online | Boston.com

IIt has been Boston Rock Opera’s mission, since its 1993 inception, to dust off, kick up, give respect to, and sometimes tweak the rock operas and story-songs of the past, such as ”Jesus Christ Superstar,” the Who’s ”A Quick One While’s He’s Away,” the Beatles’ ”Sgt. Pepper.” The company held a one-off performance of the Kinks’ ”Preservation Act 2” at the Middle East its first year. And it’s back with the full-blown ”Preservation” – a slightly edited composite of Acts 1 and 2 – at Tower Auditorium at Mass. College of Art. (Composer Ray Davies consulted with director Eleanor Ramsay and contributed several ”author’s notes.”)

The stage is mostly spare – three towers, four-tiered steps – and pretty much has to be to accompany the ever-swirling singers and dancers coursing through. It is directed by Jane Bulger and Ramsay, who with Mick Maldonado is Boston Rock Opera’s co-founder.

It’s a busy two hours of rockin’ theater. Glamour, greed, political scheming, science gone too far, socialism gone awry, and absolute power doing what it tends to do. At the start, the suave, yet brutal and duplicitous Mr. Flash (Maldonado) presides over the ”village.” Ah, but discontent is brewing. An everyman called the Tramp, a semidrunken sage played regally by Peter Moore, is our tour guide. Flash is challenged by the Mephisto-like smoothie, Mr. Black (Brian Gottesman), who gives lip service to creating a class-free society, but links up with the Vicar (Marty Barrett) and the Do-Gooders to stamp out smut, invoke censorship, and clamp down on personal freedom. With the aid of the Mad Scientist (spindly-legged Jim McKay), he turns Flash and the rest of the village into zombies. One by one, the townfolk pass through an arch and are jolted with a ray of brain-draining radiation. Flash’s girlfriend, the floosie-with-a-heart-of-gold Belle (Kay Hanley), goes kicking and screaming – and emerges zombified. Only the Tramp escapes. Poor Mr. Flash. After breaking down, proclaiming ”I’m everything that I once despised,” and recovering a semblance of humanity, Flash gets zapped. Cruel world. The shell-of-Flash and Mr. Black lead the new coalition government.

Thematically, ”Preservation” is one of Davies’s best works – both broad and intimate, politically savvy and righteously pessimistic. Everything sounds glorious – major chords rip from the eight-piece band, walloping crescendos abound, singers get to tear into their roles – but that’s just Davies’s way of writing uplifting songs about dire situations. Rottenness consumes this village and taints its hapless people. Davies warns of the pressure to conform; he touts the plight of the often-trampled common man; he believes politicians have only power and their pocketbooks in mind. Davies hammers away at the right-wingers; he zings the lying lefties.

”Preservation” is packed with strong songs. ”He’s Evil,” sung at each other by the warring Black and Flash camps, was brilliant. The Tramp’s cynical history lesson, ”Nobody Gives,” was dynamic – Moore ended the song in a ball on the floor, stomped by Flash’s men. Flash and Belle’s swan song, ”Nothing Lasts Forever,” brought a tear. The finale, the faux-triumphant ”Salvation Road,” is a joy to behold. Everyone except Mr. Black believes they’re marching off into a merry future.

There is a lot of action in this production, as with any BRO event. On stage, it’s a hurly-burly populated not just by the politicos but by schoolgirls, ”do-gooders,” henchmen, workers, businessmen. It seems like a cast of thousands (23, in fact) and it takes some work to keep everyone straight. Occasionally the miking was erratic. The first act is a rather long table-setter – most of the drama, conflict, and best songs come in the second act. But, taken either bit by bit or as a whole, ”Preservation” is a delight. It’s a mess out there in the village, but it sure feels good in the audience.

This story ran on page B06 of the Boston Globe on 10/05/98. © Copyright 1998 Globe Newspaper Company.