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Very much a product of its time (like Wall Street and American Psycho!) this romping rock musical about two small fry taking on the might of the demon-worshipping yuppie hordes that seemed to be taking over the world in the late eighties pulled no punches and took no prisoners. It started with my insanely fascist Inspector Corner of the Yard fiercely interrogating unsuspecting members of the audience in the 'planning meeting' before the play began (I only got told to 'fuck off' three or four times!) and sprayed hilarious venom at just about every authority figure in sight, from corrupt councillors to crooked developers, callous newspaper owners to flint-hearted financiers.
Our heroes in this were a feisty female investigative reporter and a 'Sam Spade' style private eye (beautifully played by Sarah Davison and Conrad Schwarz). The dialogue zinged, the music was terrific and the jokes were mostly really good! Alan Gilbey had a particularly nice line in 'hard-boiled' dialogue for his private eye - I particularly enjoyed: "Looking back on my life it was like a kitten in a blender; short, bloody, but good for a quick laugh." And that's as an obsessive cat lover, too!
Most of my characters met grisly ends, inevitably - the one I enjoyed most was the slimy Neil Down, impaled on an architect's model skyscraper! And even where they didn't, the over the top characterisation allowed lots of chances to 'corpse' my fellow cast members!
The climax of the show came with the manifestation of the terrible demon from Hell that the crooked developers were calling into being - the horrific LEB - so called after the strange and mystical graffiti that was appearing on development sites all across London (nothing to do with any Electricity Boards at all, obviously...). LEB himself, when he appeared, was an eight foot tall, headless Lovecraftian creature with huge mouths instead of hands on the ends of his arms...and he SANG! I helped to build the costume I would eventaully wear. The mouths on his arms were operated by my own hands and I could 'lip-synch' quite well to the words I was singing inside LEB's chest cavity (into which we managed to build a microphone set-up.
As usual with the Bubble's shows, brilliant fun for the cast as well as the audience (we hoped).
"Outstanding among the cast (is) Jon Glentoran, possessed of a particularly good line in manic comedy..." (City Limits)



