QVB in eight minutes is six minutes too long and the clock says many different things. Tracking down the path to the wharf, where the Ensemble Theatre sits and all the lights are on with everybody already inside.
Deception with a straight face is key in picking up tickets under the guise of another. Quick shuffle from behind the black and the expanse of elderly is most apparent. Seat upon seat of grey hairs and those creeping into the hood of parents with children in school.
An older set that's for sure that comes out to see Toni Lamond recount memories of her life and career in Times of My Life. A step through time and a journey down lane-ways of reminiscence that show true class and poise.
Songs from the eras as well as choice clips punctuate her stories, told only as she can, especially given that to have so otherwise renders the concept of an autobiographical show moot.
Funny with a deep sense of heart and emotion, there's nothing left to tank as the wretched moments prove reflective on the many peaks and flourishes. References are heavy into the early years of television and a history lesson it is, making the night smooth away with nary a pause for something else.
Soon Van - Monday, February 19, 2007 - 12:09
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