Ian Shaw (piano,
vocals); Claire Martin (vocals)
What a thoroughly
enjoyable concert this turned out to be, what with great singing and piano and
self-deprecating comedy, mostly from Ian, who in a parallel life, is also an occasional stand-up comic.
Hall 2 was almost full
on level 1; the stage was set to give an intimate cabaret type feel with a
curtained backdrop of muted green, purple, and a curious animal print pattern;
Ian seated at the piano and Claire wearing a black jumpsuit and sitting on a
high stool or standing at the end of the piano.
They performed the songs solo, in harmony, or sometimes with alternate
lines, a bit of scat, bringing out the latent jazz feel which many of
Mitchell’s songs possess. They did her
proud and she in turn gave them some superb lyrics, such as (about loneliness)
‘ the bed’s too big, the frying pan’s too wide’ or ‘along came a lady in lacy
sleeves’ or (about growing up) ‘cartwheels turn to carwheels through the town’. The songs included a partly
unaccompanied Blue; Light Up; Borderline;
My Old Man; Let Your Little Light Shine; The Hissing Of Summer Lawns; Come From
The Cold; I Wish I Had A River; Carrie; Amelia; Case Of You; Parking Lot;
Centrepiece.
I'm not sure of all the
titles but I think readers can get the feel of the evening from this. The moderate amount of scat had a tinge of
not taking itself too seriously, especially when Ian used his hand over his
mouth as a mute at one point. Claire
showed amused modesty when Shaw mentioned, more than once, the fact that she’d
been presented with the OBE by Prince Charles.
Then the audience was encouraged to join in a refrain on a couple of
songs. I thought this happened only at
folk concerts! To round off a great
evening, three of us ladies had our photo taken with Ian outside the Hall! (l-r: Sarah Trevana, Ann Alex, Ian Shaw, Claire Kelly.)
Ann Alex
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