November 23, 2025
Let’s turn again! Review – circus buddy skirt, roll, jump and jive

Let’s turn again! Review – circus buddy skirt, roll, jump and jive

This quintet of Kenyan acrobats for Golden Oldies appears for her fifth season in the fringe and opens with chubby checkers and Sam Cookes Odes to Twisting. Your circus routines are interspersed with Moves from the 50s -Te dance -but the concept really starts with Jackie Wilson’s Reet Petite. Here the striking voice class and the crazy word of the singer complement the obvious joy of the men to test their limits and win our hopla. “Look there, ooh we!”

An overly long scene setting intro in Alexander Sunny’s production, which was choreographed by Electra Preisner and Ahara Bischoff, finds the boys at a train station and missed their connection to Chicago. Macs, hats and colors are removed, but Bilal Musa Huka, Rashid Amini Kulembwa, Seif Mohamed Mlevi, Peter Mnyamosi Obunde and Mohamed Salim Mwakidudu remain in otherwise formal clothing.

The routines are carried out as a simple way to kill time while waiting for the next train. Coins are used in a recurring gag to either turn another record on the Jukebox or call a lover who is left behind. All of this happens through acttouts: the men remain as narrow as loose and relaxed.

Human pyramids are their specialty: you can turn upside down on the head of someone else while your neighbor is dangling from the side with the look no hand-hand glee. There are buttocks to drum; The lower back becomes springboards. The DOO-WOP of the Marcels gives the troop’s outstanding attempt to reach a blue moon, a comedy, while Elvis Presley makes a little less talent to rasel of the tire.

But the scenario begins to hold on to a groove, the jokes are repeated, and it is not just the soundtrack that is a relapse into the 1950s. A nagging female voice on the phone is an exaggerated joke. If a woman from the front row is brought to the stage for the men to advertise, she is immediately sick and the resulting scene has little to offer.

Fortunately, the songs come again and again, like Choo Choo Ch’Boogie, and the men dampen with rope tricks, Somersault and Limbo services. It is all the more impressive than they are at the end of a strenuous festival – and they will not even reverse these relationships.

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