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MIKE MATHER/Stuff The Trust Waikato Symphony Orchestra, under the conductorship of Rupert DâCruze, perform on the Rhododendron Lawn at what proved to be the finale of the Hamilton Gardens Arts Festival. What: Sunset Symphony, performed by the Trust Waikato Symphony Orchestra Where: Rhododendron Lawn, Hamilton Gardens When: Saturday night Reviewed by: Mike Mather It wasn’t meant to be the soundtrack to the end of the golden weather, but there was an unfortunate, unavoidable tinge of sadness to the conclusion of this year’s Sunset Symphony concert. It was a sense of things lost. Freedom of movement, maybe. Definitely for any Aucklanders in the audience. ....
And what clever casting it is. Director Penni Bousfield has subverted the roles of many of the male heavy ensemble, and the two titular “gentlemen” of the show are played by women – Monika De La Cruz and Eleanor Clarke as Proteus and Valentine respectively. So too are some other fairly central characters – Valentine’s manservant (Hanna Allouard) and Proteus’ servant Launce (Leila-Rose Skeates) – who, along with Launce’s dog Crab (Connor Marquand) provide some of the play’s best comedic moments. All hail from the Raglan-based RAD Company, this year collaborating with Hamilton’s Slip of the Tongue theatre company – for years the purveyors of all things Shakespeare at the gardens arts fest. ....
Both Sides Now was more homage than any attempt by Deans to emulate her Canadian inspiration. There was no overthinking here. No attempt to impersonate her predecessor. No on-stage chain smoking. While the music was Mitchell’s, the show was all the New Zealander’s, and all New Zealand, right down to the quartet of taciturn blokes in black T-shirts – including the perpetually cool Paul McLaney (Gramsci) on guitar – behind her on the stage. And from Deans herself there was a minimum of onstage banter or biography to distract people. It was all about the music. Hers is a powerful voice, arguably richer and more nuanced, definitely more powerful than Mitchell’s own. The Canadian is an incredible songwriter, her music full of thoughtful introspection, whimsy, lament, hope and despair – as heard in ....