Mark Brailsford
News RevueLIST OF SONGS SUBMITTED AND TAPE TRACK LISTING
MARCH TO APRIL 1997 RUNDear Mark
Welcome to News Revue!! It was good to hear from you the other day. As promised , here is a starter pack which consists of my latest songs plus some older ones which have longevity or are still topical.
Good luck and I look forward to seeing you soon.
Song Title
Original Title/
Artist on Tape Approx.. No. of weeks performed
7+ 4-6 1-3 New
side 1
plagiarise walk on by / dionne warwick N
labour medley world war two songs by ghastly soldiers 7+
what’s the story boring tory? what’s the story morning glory / oasis N
netanyahu chorus halleluja chorus / handel 1-3
paisley and adams father and son / cat stevens 7+
labour chorus symphony no 1 mov iv / brahms N
john major just cares for my baby just cares for me / nina simone 4-6
tony blair gloria / vivaldi N
hooray for bollywood hooray for hollywood / orignal cast N
i cannot run the government i’ll never fall in love again / ddionne warwick 1-3
side 2
short beckett prescott and the amazing tony blaire simon smith and the amazing dancing bear / alan price 7+
stakeholder economy don’t sit under the apple tree / andrews sisters 7+
Cardiff East by Peter Gill, Cottesloe Theatre, 22 February 1997
My log is quite clear about our opinion of this piece:
It was dreadful. We walked out at half time.
But wait – look at the stellar cast. Here’s the Theatricalia entry for it. Kenneth Cranham, Karl Johnson, Elizabeth Estensen, Windsor Davis…
…and Di Botcher. Di Botcher who directed Newsrevue in 1994 and seemed so keen on my stuff. Where’s the mutual support?
Well, in truth I do think that Di Botcher can act. Her role in this miserablist piece, as far as I could tell, was mostly to stand around looking miserable. Di stood around looking miserable with aplomb.
Here’s what our friend Michael Billington had to say…and you know for sure that when he uses the phrases “important” and “not an easy evening” that misery must be part of it:

Michael Coveney in the Observer speaks more highly of it…
…perhaps we should have stuck it out to the second half after all. But we were about to fly off to Lebanon & Syria just over a week later, so time was at a premium…and they really know how to play for sympathy over there.
We didn’t learn our lesson about Peter Gill’s miserablist Welsh plays, because just over 10 years later we went to see a revival of Small Change at the Donmar and got precious little out of that one either:
Some folk never learn, mark you.
Plagiarise, NewsRevue Lyric, 11 February 1997
This one went down pretty well, if I recall correctly, in Mark Brailsford’s spring 1997 run of NewsRevue.
PLAGIARISE
(To the Tune of “Walk On By”)VERSE 1
If you should be walking down the street,
And you hear a tune you think is neat.
Just
Plagiarise
Plagiarise
Gabby’s eyes,
Are covered, like this song,
No one can see;
What she’s done,
That Dionne,
Had not done,
In 1963;
More easily
(Don’t…….bother)
More soulfully
(Don’t……bother).VERSE 2
I just hope that I don’t end up sued,
Cos all my hits are deja vu;
Plagiarise,
Plagiarise,
Some eye-tie’s
Just stitched up Michael Jackson copy-wise,
Cos that song,
That he’s done,
Was written,
By some other guys;
Plagiarise,
(Just…….stop)
Plagiarise,
(Just…….stop)
Below is a video with Dionne Warwick singing Walk On By:
The Rehearsal by Jean Anouilh, Questors Theatre, 8 February 1997
My log suggests that I lost the programme and therefore all record of this event, but thanks to those wonderful people at The Questors Theatre who seem to archive absolutely everything, I have been able to retrieve the programme and all the details of the cast and creatives – click here for the Questors archive link.
I have always had a soft spot for Anouilh, ever since I saw his Antigone at Alleyn’s in my first year of secondary school.
I must admit, though, that lighter, lesser Anouilh has not dated as well as his more serious work. The Rehearsal falls into the “lighter work” category. It seems extraordinary today that this play fell foul of the British theatre censors until the 1960s.
Still, my vague recollection of this production was that it was quite eye-catching and held our attention.
The diary is silent on where we ate afterwards.
The deal with Pauline on Questors nights was that she did the theatre tickets, Janie did the interval drinks and I did the dinners. No sign of me putting a credit card down for a fancy meal that night, so I’m guessing that we had a modest dinner at Wine & Moussaka, which I recall us doing occasionally after the Questors.
The Cripple Of Inishmaan by Martin McDonagh, Cottesloe Theatre, 1 February 1997
We were neither of us too sure about this play/production.
Granted, it was extremely well received. Granted, we recognised Martin McDonagh’s talent and said we’d like to see more of his work, which subsequently we have done.
But this particular play/production felt like a pastiche of a pre war Irish play to us and left us a bit cold.
Here is a link to the production’s Theatricalia entry.
Charles Spencer in The Telegraph shared some of our concerns:
Nicholas de Jongh similarly:
While Michael Billington praised the work highly while also signalling that he felt McDonagh could achieve yet greater things:
A Few Diary Notes & Memories About Evenings, Second Half Of January 1997
Photo by Famartin, CC BY-SA 4.0
18 January 1997: John Random (Burns) & Jenny Mill At Sandall Close
I think this was the first time we had dinner with those two. Janie dutifully wrote in her diary “fish only, no meat” so my guess is that we did indeed eat fish.
Who would have thought that, inadvertently, we’d see those two for a meal almost exactly 25 years later, but we did indeed go to their place in Bromley for a super meal on Sunday 16 January 2022.
24 January 1997: Bridge At Maz’s Place
I’m guessing here, but the four would probably have been Maz (obvs), me (also obvs), Andrea and Tessa at that time.
I think Maz was living in Becklow Road, Acton by then.
The eating and drinking will have been as central to the evening as the bridge, if not more so.
25 January 1997: Dinner At Stuart & Cathy’s Place
Stuart Kent (“Little Mick” Kent, my dad’s cousin’s son) and his partner Cathy Andrews.
They lived in Muswell Hill in a rather eccentric-looking penthouse apartment designed in an uber-1970s garish style, which they had inherited from the previous owner – an unusual look they clearly liked & had enhanced.
Very pleasant evenings, all three, I’m sure.
Art by Yasmina Reza, Wyndham’s Theatre, 11 January 1997
Oh by gosh we enjoyed this one. I wrote in my log:
Great fun. Subsequently, the cast changed every five minutes, but we saw the “original” UK cast.
And what a cast that was: Albert Finney, Tom Courtenay and Ken Stott.
Unusually, it was Janie who booked this one. How do I know – because the details are all over her diary, not mine…and boy did Janie write down details. So I can report that the play was 1 hour 40 minutes without an interval and that we sat in K22 & K23.
While the play/production was a huge hit and ran for yonks, it was not universally praised by the critics.
Nicholas de Jongh in The Standard quite liked it:
My friend Michael Billington was not too sure about the take on art while accepting that it was an enjoyable night at the theatre:
While David Benedict in the Independent wrote:
Elsinore by Robert Lepage, Lyttelton Theatre, 4 January 1997
Elsinore image borrowed from Ex Machina website – click here.
Fewer than 24 hours after my hive-ridden return from the frozen north of England, Janie and I went to see this Robert Lepage/Ex Machina production from The Great White North (Canada).

In truth I remember little about it. I think I was squirming in my seat only in part because of the hives.
At the time, this sort of multimedia theatrical experience was novel, but it did seem, to us, that the technological wonder of it was rather superseding the drama and/or tension that we normally experience at the theatre.
Carole Woddis, in The Independent, made some rather similar points.
Here’s Charles Spencer’s take from the Telegraph:
Nick Curtis in the Standard truly rubbished the production.
Perhaps this piece worked better in colder climes.
New Year Revels 1997, Actor’s Workshop, Halifax, 2 January 1997
This was my first visit to The Actor’s Workshop in Halifax.
It was an unusual start to the new year, that year, in several ways. Janie’s and my diaries both suggest that we had planned to attend a party at Anthea’s for New Year’s Eve, but we are pretty sure that party didn’t happen in the end.
After new year’s day, Janie had a diary full of work for the rest of the week, while I got in the motor to do a round trip taking in Halifax for the New Year revels show and then, the next day, a visit to a soft drinks factory in Nelson, Lancashire, across the Pennines.
Naturally I chose a freezing cold, snow and ice early January for that trip.
The journey to Halifax I recall being problem free (motorway more or less all the way) and of course I received warm hospitality from Mike and Lottie Ward when I got there.
I had met Mike in London two or three years earlier and had submitted material to the New Year Revels show for a couple of previous years, but this was my first (of several) visits to The Actor’s Workshop.

I was clearly impressed by the show. My log reads:
Much better than I expected. Did justice to most material and more than did justice to mine.
There were lots of in-jokes in the show and programme about The Ridings School, Halifax, which, in 1996, had:
…received nationwide attention when staff said 60 of its pupils were “unteachable” and school operations were temporarily suspended while the headmaster and other leading staff were replaced.


I don’t think the entire cast and crew were really alums of The Ridings School…but perhaps they were.
I stayed at The Imperial Crown Hotel in Halifax on that occasion. I think we ate a fine meal pre show at the Ward’s House. That must have been the first occasion I met Lottie and I have a funny feeling that Adam (whom I met at NewsRevue and through whom I had met Mike) was there on that occasion – perhaps also Olivia.
Janie (who was not with me, remember) wrote more details and contact numbers into her diary for that trip than I did into mine – including the local Halifax police and the AA – I suspect she scribbled down the latter two after seeing the weather forecast!
The drive across the Pennines from Halifax to Nelson early the next morning (3rd January) was truly nerve-wracking but I got there and did whatever I had scheduled to do at that factory for most of the day before setting off in the still treacherous driving conditions back to London.
In those days I was still driving “Red Noddy” the Honda Civic, which, although air conditioned, was still a late 1980s vehicle not ideally suited to freezing conditions. I struggled to stay warm throughout the journey and started to itch terribly before arriving at Janie’s place…
…covered in Hives.
I itched through Robert Lepage’s Elsinore the next (Saturday) evening, but that, as we say, is another story.
A Doll’s House by Henrik Ibsen, The Playhouse, 27 December 1996
We don’t often go to the theatre “at Twixtmas”, not least because you don’t get a lot of serious drama over that period. But in 1996 someone decided to transfer this superb Theatre Royal Bath production to London over the festive season.
I’m pretty sure it was on this occasion that Janie and I ran into Jacqui Somerville, who was in the audience but I think connected with someone or something to do with the production.
In my log, Janie and I declared this event to be an
…excellent production…
I do remember this production well and especially fondly. Anthony Page directed, Janet McTeer (who won multiple awards for this performance), Owen Teale and John Carlisle were in it. There is a Theatricalia entry for it.
Postscript
Jacqui Somerville was indeed there that evening – she reports and reminds me:
…a light blew that evening above the stage and Janet McTeer was a consummate professional. Giggled for ages then clicked back into character.
It was a superb production. I think I blagged the last seat in the house!
Nicholas de Jongh rated this production/London transfer very good and wrote highly of it:
Tom Lubbock in The Observer was also impressed, not least with Frank McGuinness’s version:
Finally an interesting piece from the Independent Tabloid on Anthony Page’s Production:
In short, this particular evening was a great way to round off the theatre-going year.