Vincent in Brighton

photo by Eleanor Kelly

Vincent Goes Splat took it's first run with lights and everything (CD player, seats/pews, Kath, Luke, Kel, some other really nice people who's name I don't know) at the Warren as part of Brighton Fringe.  The sun was out, the beach was nearby and the show was born.  It's actually quite good.  I know what you're saying, "Wil, you're biased.  Also you're a liar."  Fair enough too, but these people aren't:


"Wil threads words into paragraphs like beads on a chain, creating little linguistic jewels of incredibly satisfying sentences which spill delightfully out into the room around him. He does the opposite of reeling in the audience, in fact it feels a bit like you wind bits of the story in yourself, each one of you tugging at a slightly different strand. And its funny because looking back and trying to articulate any rumination I might've had on this, it sort of feels like out there in that now empty room stands a story made up those gems. Built right there on an invisible table like a grand abandoned dolls house, the windows left open mid scene and those perfect little sentences rolling through on the breeze, planting tiny smiles in their wake. I sure liked this show. I liked it a lot."
Eleanor Kelly - ......in living memory

“playful and charming...a writer and performer with great promise...Greenway is certainly a writer, and an extremely clever one.”

Amber Gregory - Broadway Baby 

The image used for this post was taken by Eleanor Kelly, you should take a look at her excellent blog. There's a link here and everything - ......in living memory