---------- From: Stuart & Vicki Wilkinson[SMTP:v_wilkin@cleo.murdoch.edu.au] Sent: Monday, March 09, 1998 4:25 AM To: petula@listserv.azstarnet.com Subject: Newspaper Concert Review PET - THE QUEEN MUM OF POP Concert Petula Clark Burswood Showroom Review: Ron Banks 'The West Australian' Newspaper Monday March 9 1998. Over the past decade the Burswood Showroom has allowed a long list of veteran artists to prove that advancing age does not necessarily mean that talent has died and retirement beckons. In a sense there is no such thing as retirement for the genuine artist whose chosen means of expression is the very breath of life itself. Try telling the 88 year old Victor Borge the most senior artist to appear at the Burswood in recent years, that his use by date is up or that marvellous hoofer Shirley Maclaine. This brings me to Petula Clark who has been around so long that she is not so much an entertainer as an institution rather like the Queen Mum. Her career dates back to the 1940's, where she was a child star whose popularity, so I am told led to a newspaper comic strip called Our Pet. That's quite some reputation from an early age and she?s been living up to it ever since. Her Burswood concert revealed that the vocal cords are still in fine fettle, she moves with economical grace and her acting skills invest her show with a good deal more character insights than we usually get with singers. Petula Clark has always been in love with the theatre and it shows. Whether dropping in a monologue about the magic of theatre or chatting to the audience about meeting Fred Astaire or any other showbiz personality, Clark brings a sense of easy charm and freshness to her act. That's the beauty of the skilled actress, of course, making the repetition of your craft seem spontaneously created just for that audience. No wonder Andrew Lloyd-Webber wanted her for the role of Norma Desmond in Sunset Boulevard. Her interpretation of Just One Look, the shows standout number, gave full measure of the anguish behind the fading movie star?s dream of a comeback to the bright lights of the studio. Clark's performance took the audience on a journey back through her stage shows films and hit songs. She has the advantage over many veteran singers that in recent years she has managed to reinvent herself as a stage performer with long runs in Sunset ant Willy Russell's Blood Brothers. This has given her newer material to work with providing a neat counterweight to the old hits like Downtown, I Know A Place and Don't Sleep In The Subway. She also borrows freely from musicals she hasn't been in - Cats and Les Mis in particular. Her version of Memory from Cats cleansed the song of its cloying saccharine-like sentimentality, investing it with a tougher more astringent tone. Clark admitted she had originally recorded a longer version that had not pleased her. The new version showed a singer still prepared to work at her craft to get it right. Clark is touring Australia with her Musical Director and a keyboard player, relying on back-up musicians in each city to form her orchestra. The Perth players deserve mention for their ability to slip in behind the MD and follow the charts with impeccable musicianship. They sound as if they have been backing Clark all their lives instead of this one off occasion. And just when she was sounding so relaxed with her band, Clark decided to demonstrate another side to her versatility, - singing solo at the piano. In her early days in France (which was seen as desertion by the British, but that's another story) Clark, even met Edith Piaf who was in her declining years. She was able to witness Piaf's remarkable way with a love song and chose to interpret the very famous and tender La Vie en Rose. But Clark is clever enough not to copy slavishly; she gives us her version in whatever she does. There was plenty of material for nostalgia buffs in her concert, but there was never a sense of a veteran pumping out routine arrangements just to keep the punters happy as they relived the songs of their youth. This is a lady still at the top of her profession; a singer who puts demands on herself and delivers. A mature performer, certainly, but by no means a spent force. Vive Pet.