In a previous post I’ve gone into the history of both the term and the show because of an evening spent at the Yardbirds Rock Club in Grimsby. I told of how my wife and I had a great night, though the first half was better than the last.
Well, Saturday brought our second foray into the world of wonder that is Burlesque. I can safely say both halves of the show, performed by The Cats Pyjamas Burlesque Cooperative, where equally excellent.
We almost didn’t it make on the night. Our babysitter told us, at the last moment, she had pleurisy. Even without the fact our youngest is prone to chest infections and at risk from pneumonia, we couldn’t let her still come. For a while, we were pretty much stranded, then my mother-in-law stepped into the breach and agreed to babysit. Yay!
It wouldn’t have been so bad but we were meeting friends – burlesque regulars – there and they’d sorted the tickets.
I’m currently experiencing severe back pain, so getting dressed in my tuxedo was an unpleasant experience for me and probably quite funny for anyone else! Yes, a tux isn’t my regular attire when visiting the Yardbirds, a brilliant (as I’ve attested before) place for a great night out, but the theme was James Bond – and I look good in a suit!
I wasn’t looking forward to standing all night as the pain in my back gets more intense when I stand still, but hey ho. I wasn’t going to let it spoil the night.
We arrived about 15 minutes before the show was due to start. Enough time to pick a spot and get a drink. There were plenty of people in suits and dresses, looking very smart and glamorous. One guy was dressed only in tight swimming shorts and another had an amazing costume based on whichever Bond film featured New Orleans voodoo (who do you do what remind me of the babe). His outfit and makeup was brilliant.
One of the things that made the previous show we’d been to so enjoyable was the host, Snappy O’Shea. She has a great repertoire and rapport and is fast and sharp. She consistently had everyone laughing and this night was no exception. Snappy’s quickfire routine was spot on the mark and had all of us joining in.
Last time, there was a large humour portion to the show. They had the 50 Shades of Beige and the lollipop lady and more. SOOO funny. This time, the humour part of the dances was put aside to encompass the ‘Double Oh Heaven’ theme. There were still laughs aplenty thanks to Snappy and her wonderful relationship with the dancers and stage people, such as Stormy, but the acts themselves were more classy and demure, in the main. To a certain extent, I did miss this, but the dancers definitely made up for it. They were beautiful and made sure we had something great to watch. Each deserved their applause and cheers.
Special mention must go to Kiki DeVille, the Australian singer who opened and closed the show, and popped up (ooer missus) a couple of times between. She was a fab singer, and her songs were brilliant. We really felt for her poor wet, hot, bald pussy – the poor cat!
I didn’t win on the raffle this time, but, thanks to Snappy and the delightful Busty Goodrack (Kerching!) I didn’t seem to mind!
All in all, a brilliant show. I’m looking forward to February 8th, when the Valentine special is on. I’ve seen a good few acts at the Yardbirds, and it’s a great venue. The Cats Pyjamas most certainly is the dog’s bananas!