We Won't Rock You
Last night I went to see "We Will Rock You" in Southampton. I'm not really into musicals, so I'll forgive the melodramatic acting and wafer-thin plot as I'm sure theatre-goers are used to this kind of thing. However, although no fault of the show, I will not forgive the Mayflower Theatre. In a time when farming battery hens is such a big no-no, I can't understand how the size and density of the theatre's seating arrangement can be considered anything like acceptable. But I digress.
The idea of the show is that it's set in an Orwell-style dystopian future in which freedom of expression and free thought are banned, along with rock music. All music is electronically produced and owning an instrument is illegal. There are some very snide yet, in my opinion, valid swipes at Simon Cowell and TV talent shows, and in general the message of the show is one with which I think many people can agree. The opening 'timeline' video documenting everything from Elvis and the Beatles to the show's present includes such wonderful lines as "Simon Cowell sent from Hell to destroy rock". But this brings me to my first problem with the show: it doesn't rock.
The first half of the show I assumed the music was all pre-recorded. The sound was very soul-less, top-heavy and compressed to hell, and it plodded along in perfect time with a set of background videos while the cast sang karaoke-style over the top. So imagine my shock when towards the end of the second set the background was removed to reveal a live band stood at the back. The sound did improve slightly for the last two songs (We Will Rock You and Bohemian Rhapsody) and during Bo Rhap they actually let the guitarist down onto the stage to play the solo, but it still had some awful compression artifacts that make me wonder if the guitar was actually amped up at all, or simply plugged straight into the mixing desk and bombarded with effects. Whatever the reason, the sound was a disaster.
My second problem with the show is its hypocrisy. Here we have a show which is ruthlessly vicious towards TV talent shows and their part in the destruction of music, yet a large number of the main cast are all TV talent show 'stars'. We have Hear'say's Noel Sullivan - Hear'say were the product of the TV show "Pop Stars", Jenny Douglas from TV's "Over The Rainbow", and not in the Southampton cast but billed anyway we have X-Factor alumnus Rhydian Roberts. Noel Sullivan actually has a good voice, but he's clearly a pop singer and simply not suited to sing songs by Queen. The part - in fact all the parts - should have gone to rock singers. Still, in his defence, he wasn't anywhere near as bad as the female villan, played by Tiffany Graves, who was absolutely frickin' awful and seemed to think that ridiculously over-the-top acting was an acceptable substitute for singing ability.
My final, and certainly my main problem with the show is that it seemed gratuitous as if it were using the legendary status of Queen to promote what is, in effect, a below average theatre show. Queen actually do play an integral part in the plot towards the end, but it seemed like the whole show, particularly the first half, was just an attempt to shoe-horn as many Queen songs into a bad plotline as possible. Some make sense, such as the protagonists singing "I Want to Break Free" as they endure their oppressed lives, but some just seem stuck in for the sake of getting as many of Queen's songs in as possible... what the hell was "Flash" doing in there? But the most unforgivable act of the musical arrangement: if a song really didn't fit anywhere, rather than not use it, the lyrics were changed so that it did. And if the bastardisaton of the songs of a great band just to fill a musical wasn't bad enough, most of the changed lyrics couldn't actually be understood because of the piss-poor sound that I mentioned earlier. "One Vision" and "Radio Gaga" were the worst offenders.
In fairness, the show wasn't without its good points. The rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody that finished the show wasn't bad, especially as Queen never actually played it in its entirety live, and Jenny Douglas performed an excellent rendition of "No-one But You", proving herself to be by far the best singer in the cast, despite being a lowly supporting character. The show was stolen, however, by Ian Reddington who plays a stereotypical roadie and reminded me of Ralph Brown's character in Wayne's World 2. His deadpan delivery of a multitude of rock clichés and shameless sexual innuendo provided the most entertainment of the night for me.
In conclusion: I'm not going to say it was crap, this is clearly a popular musical. Maybe I just didn't get it, or maybe I expected too much. I'm sure that veteran theatre-goers with a passing knowledge of Queen's greatest hits will love this, but if you're actually a Queen fan, do yourself a favour and stay away... at best you'll leave disappointed, at worst you'll leave offended.