Drawing Breath with the Song Company

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Experiences will come to know more like this. Of times and events devoid of others. Schedules never mixing and matching to the greatest of appearances. Nor even that of aligned frequencies.

Thinking that with any minute a hit of Nintendo would erupt merely put a mind on question on alarm. Holding a back seat in the Sydney Conservatorium of Music, there on the stage with microphones dangling from the ceiling, the Song Company.

Drawing Breath is a compendium of songs, harmonies, hymns and hums.

To an audience respecting the silence enough not to applause each segment, the looks on the performers asked several questions as to why.

Fruity, funny and feverishly floaty, the first half of the night proves that the injection of mirth and a wry sense of humour does well in any crowd. Even of those shy of slapping palms together. After the break, and with no indication or news as to the use of photography, they play a far more mediaeval set, a Celtic tone, of French television commercials in operatic fashion.

Deeper meaning and appreciation is lost when the sameness of each section glazes the eardrums into a outside and foreign state of mind.

Soon Van - Saturday, 27 August 2005 - 03:39

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