From the unmistakeable swampy bayou on the preshow track to the electric crackle that ends it, HERRINGBONE is a show which offers a rare opportunity for a close-up, intense enjoyment of the art of performance. There are several laugh out loud moments but much of the show is spent with a silly grin and a leaning forward concentration of amusement. If the later part of the show has some songs which slow the piece down, and there is little to whistle as one wanders out, the evening spent in George Herringbone’s company is superbly delivered and entirely spirited.
George is eight. He is taken over by the ghost of a diminutive, dancing daemon who was cut off in his prime and holds a serious grudge about the manner of his early departure. George’s family are down home folk in the depression era south who have been thwarted in greed. George’s dad will happen upon the idea of getting his shy and under-confident son acting lessons with a local ex-celebrity who was once the ‘chicken’ section of a vaudeville duo called ‘Chicken and Frog’. Guess who was ‘frog’? Continue reading HERRINGBONE. SHIFTS AND SPLITS OF SELF FOR SQUABBALOGIC’S RETURN.
