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Tag: Capetonian

CLAN Can

A modern, local, young and fresh vampire play, right around the corner from where I live! I went to see CLAN last night and it was vamp-tastic. Best play I’ve seen this year. It’s on at Theatre in the District, but only for a week, so if you want to be part of the inner circle of cool with style and meaning, and be surrounded by the hot young blood of the cast and crew, hurry and don’t get all Capetonian or you’ll miss it.

CLAN is the brainchild of Francesco Nassimbeni, who wrote and directs. It’s a huge cast of seven (in this day and age) and they are in no particular order, Richard Lothian (who I just completely love) Nicole Bailey (who I haven’t seen before but who was delicious), Gahlia Phillips (the beautiful), Armand Aucamp (the completely most delicious), Roxanne Blaise (doing the best and most fabulous work I’ve seen her do), Johann Vermaak (who is very funny) and Juliet Jenkin (who is totally power, quirky, perfect). That’s all I’m going to say about them individually because CLAN is pure teamwork, on every level.

It’s a great story, well rehearsed and developed. The simple set is brilliant. The cozzies are fabulous (except for the bras; my only niggle). The cast look and sound fantastic in the space. The huge high ceilings of the ex-chapel (I know!) and the massive chandelier are perfect. The lighting works. The choreography works. The characters are successful. The show captivates from the first word (and lighter) to the last. The music (did I hear Klaus Nomi; the immortal from my past?) is perfect. The combination of sexy, earnest, funny, loveable, is exactly what will make people (especially young disaffected non-theatre goers) want to see the show (more than once even) and be part of CLAN. Even I had a yearning to go clubbing and drinking (my friend’s blood).

You can book by email on wearetheclan@gmail.com (how can you resist it?) It costs R40. I kid you not. Really, you can’t get anything for R40.

Holidaze

I am beyond myself with excitement. Tomorrow Big Friendly and I are flying to KZN for a week’s holiday, in Umhlanga and Durbs. We are joining my brother and sister-in-law and we’ll spend a weekend with BF’s brother, wife and our cutie niece!

In preparation for our holiday (for which all the weather forecasts predict a week of rain) Big Friendly and I did a beach run yesterday at Muizenberg. It was totally delicious. There was hardly a square of sand available, and the it felt like every kind of Capetonian was there; a total mix of colours, shapes, sizes, languages and ages. Learner surfers, body boarders, toddlers, teenagers, young screaming teenage girls, big fat moms, gangsters, wanna-be gangsters, foreigners, serious long boarders, life-savers.

I walked into the water for a huge, long swim. It was amazing. After being in the water for what felt like half an hour I came out and we lay on our towels, shooting the breeze. We packed up and left just as the actual breeze arrived. It was a totally delicious beach outing.

Big Friendly is calling me Redneck this morning. That’s because my decolletage is quite pink. He on the other hand could be referred to as a Redback. Both of our pale skins held onto the sun for dear life. And I know how bad it is for you blahblah blah, but we feel fantastic. And just about ready for our proper, little holiday! Yee ha!

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