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National Theatre Wins Court Battle

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Being a theatre director I will be following, with interest, the recent developments on the National Theatre’s London production of War Horse.

Five musicians have failed to win a High Court order against the National Theatre (NT) after being made redundant from the West End production and replaced by a prerecorded soundtrack.

The NT said the decision to cut live music from the show was made for artistic and financial reasons.  Very interesting!  War Horse is one of the National’s most successful productions in recent years, having been seen by more than 2.5 million people worldwide.  But could it be feeling the pinch at a time when many other West End productions are experiencing a boom in ticket sales?  

On the Artistic front they believe that as War Horse is a play with music rather than a musical production it doesn’t warrant a real orchestra. 

So should musicians be worried about this latest development?  

Until these sackings the London production of War Horse, Currently running at The New London Theatre, was the only version worldwide to make use of real musicians.   This latest move puts War Horse London in line with other ‘play with music’ productions that have opted for backing tracks.  However, This might be one of the first to decide, after a 5 year run, that it’s better off without live music.

Theatre - a tough old business

As a theatre director myself I know tough decisions have to be made.  The Last play I put on, Where’s Norman Beaton Gone?, was also a play with music.  On that occasion I used prerecorded music.  This was the first run of a new play by a new writer.  So finding musicians who would play Ska, Reggae and Soca music on the budget we had was going to be a stretch.  Plus, one of the Off-West End venues it played, the Lion and Unicorn Theatre, wouldn’t have been big enough of house a band and the 10-strong cast.  Strangely it was a potential backer who suggested that taking it forward we should use live music - they’re usually looking to the pennies and keeping the costs down. 

The play I’m currently working on is also a 'with music’ production.  It’s set in the1950s against the backdrop of the New York, Jazz and Blues scene.  The question is; Will producers out there think, as the National do, that retaining artists is an unnecessary expense? Only time will tell.

The War Horse Musicians Fight on

The musicians, in the case of War Horse, took legal action last week following the theatre’s decision to call an end their contribution. 

Neyire Ashworth, Andrew Callard, Jonathan Eddie, David Holt and Colin Rae - who had been with the hit show since it’s opening in 2009 - had their roles cut back in March 2013 to just a few minutes per performance. Their contracts were terminated last month when live orchestrated music was cut from the production. The five had continued to show up for nightly performances but were turned away.

David Reade QC said the theatre was entitled to terminate their contracts as there was no longer an orchestra in the production, saying War Horse was a play that featured music - rather than a musical production.  He added, “The orchestra was not an integral part of the play”. The Theatre is said to be delighted with the High Court’s decision.

The NT felt it necessary to emphasise that War Horse has always been, and will continue to be, a play in which music plays an integral part, with a recorded orchestral under-score and central roles for folk musicians who perform live folk songs and choral numbers.

The musicians’ Union,  which is providing legal support to the five performers said it was “disappointed”  by the outcome.  Horace Trubridge, MU assistant general secretary, said “The fight was far from over” and added, “Had we won the interim injunction, we would have established a new legal precedent and this was possibly our best chance of ensuring our members’ contracts were honoured.“

Is This The End of The West End Feel good Era?

Surprisingly West End Shows have been having a right old time thanks to the economic downturn.  People in search of some relief in this time of woe have been seeking solace in live theatre.  And West End Theatres have seen their coffers swelling.  According to Society of London Theatres figures (SOLT) gross box office returns rose to more than £585 million, up 11% on 2012.  Attendances also increased, by 4%, up to 14.6 million. Could it be that that War Horse is feeling the pinch when other West End production are benefitting from a boom?

Maybe the musicians’ £1,200 - £1,500 a week salary was taking too big a bite out of War Horse’s £1 million budget.  Well, they seem to think so and I couldn’t possibly comment.  However, less understandable are the artistic reason’s.  An NT spokesperson, states that the producers and directors of War Horse did not believe that the musicians could contribute positively to the play and that it was "better off without them”.  They’ve obviously had a big change of heart since they first mounted the production, which originally sported a full orchestra 

They added: “The National Theatre’s artistic judgement, made by those with the expertise to assess such matters, is that a live band does not provide the same quality and impact of performance as can be produced through the use of recorded music and professional actors.”

What’s The Future For Live Music In Theatre?

The question is, will the NT and others continue to use live music or take to the current trend of using backing tracks?

I’ve seen a few productions recently that have featured live music.  A couple were at the National.  One being Elmina’s Kitchen, directed by artistic director Nicholas Hytner and, more recently, the James Baldwin Classic The Amen Corner directed by his soon to be successor Rufus Norriss.  In the case of The Amen Corner, which has often been mistakenly categorised as a musical,  the live music was a key element of the piece.  But as I sit and think about it now, I’m sure that had the production transferred the same financial and artistic dilemmas would have reared their heads.

For me, it’s sad that, in the performing arts, performing artist are always the ones who suffer in these matters.  Jobs in the industry are hard to come by so anything that cuts down on the possibility of a creative individual earning a crush will always hit hard. 

Before I go - I thoroughly enjoyed War Horse when I saw it a few months ago.  If you haven’t seen it yet I’d encourage you to get along to see it before they decide they don’t need puppets or actors.

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About Me


Don't Judge a library by its Cover

Posted by Norman Bailey on Monday, July 7, 2014


The old Birmingham Reference Library as been the cause of much controversy since it first opened in 1974.   Closed since 2011 and now replaced by the new Library of Birmingham but it still forms a formidable sight.   There are people who want it demolished and some who campaign for it to get listing status.  It's fate lies in the balance.

Me I've always like it.  Though many can't see why.  So here's why.


 Because it saved my life.  Or at least helped me get the life I truly wanted, rather than the one other people thought would be best for me.  Without it I would have struggled to find the knowledge and the inspiration I needed to pursue a career in the Arts.

Let's start at the very beginning


As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be an artist.  So the question I was asking myself one afternoon back in1978 was, "why am I standing on a dirty factory floor with blood pouring from my part severed hand"?  


The answer was that I was growing up in Birmingham.  Handsworth, Birmingham to be precise.  Birmingham had been the industrial heartland for about 400 years, so for boys a career in engineer was first on the list.  Handsworth was close to the top of the social deprivation list so unemployment was next on the list.   So I found my self in engineering.  And one fateful day, two years into my four-year engineering apprenticeship, I took  my industrial accident as a wake up call. 


I'd already applied to art school at this point - I'll save the details for another day.  But my schools attitude and approach to the arts meant me having to take a roundabout route.   Being an artist didn't feature at all in my school careers advice.   In fact I was actively dissuaded from going to arts school by my careers teachers who wanted to give me 'safer' options.   The irony wasn't lost on me as I was being rushed to hospital rapidly losing blood.      

      

Draw what you see


Art lessons in my school was as good as a free period.  A free period that lasted the whole afternoon I might add.  It was something to pass the time while teachers got on with 'real' teaching somewhere else.


For the years leading up to my CGE or O'level in Art, I can't remember which because my art training was fairly basic and totally forgettable.  The teacher would come in, set up a still life study, usually made up of mundane object that lay around the room, say "draw what you see" and leave.   From what I knew of the teacher I don't believe that she went off and and put her feet up.  It's more likely that she had another class to teach or caught up on her mountain of marking. 


That was the full extent of my visual art training at school.  Now, draw what you see isn't bad advice and I'm thankful to my art teacher for passing on that piece of wisdom.  But when it's the only advice you get it does leave you a little out in the cold.


There was no discussion about form, colour or negative space.  There was no critique of my work or instruction on building a portfolio.  Just, here you are and see you later.  Only there was no 'see you later' because she never came at the end of the lesson.   She never checked to see if we even stuck around until the end of the day.  Which, once we got bored of the whole thing, we didn't.


As we were free to do what we liked we would simply pack up and leave the school grounds.  Our afternoons would be spent either playing by the riverbank or going into the city centre to hang out in the Bullring or the uber-cool Oasis grotto.  But watching movies and hanging out with your mates in bars during school time soon lost it's appeal.  And besides I'd begun to develop my mean and broody artist persona very young and was into my moments of solitude. 

The thing is as a child you don't get to many of those.  Or at least I didn't.   I had six sisters and a brother so home life was a pretty in-your-face experience.   Plus, school, which takes up a lot of a young person's life, means you're often in the company of hundreds of others people most of the time.   


The discovery of the Birmingham Central Library was to change all that. 


A New Library Frontier


The Birmingham Central Library opened in Chamberlain Square 1974.  The building now lies empty having been replaced by the new Library of Birmingham, which opened in neighbouring Centenary Square in 2013. 


It has always divided opinion.   Prince Charles described it as looking like a place where books go to be incinerated and a former Birmingham director of planning and regeneration labeled it a 'concrete monstrosity'.  And so the battle rages between those who see it as a blot on the landscape and other who believe it's stark British Brutalist architectural style needs to be preserved.


It was worth noting that Birmingham born architect, John Madin, had no intention of building a 'concrete monstrosity'.  His original plans were for the building to be clad in marble.  But Birmingham City Council were reluctant to foot the bill and the concrete exterior was used instead.


Never Judge a Libary by it's cover.


Admittedly the library's sub-bauhaus design isn't even my kind of thing but I have grown to love it.  Besides I wasn't into it for it's looks.  It was what lay within that was to be my salvation.  It contained a wealth of knowledge I couldn't get anywhere else.  Not at my local library, as good as it was, and definitely not at my school library.  But that's another story.


Inside I discovered the writing of great philosophers, historians, dramatists and political thinkers.  But It was when I came across the books on art that my life changed.  There were beautiful images of the great masters finest works.  And I found information about influential past an contemporary  art movements. 


This was all before the internet, so without these books I would never have been able to find any of this.  I was inspired and soaked up all the knowledge I could. Those days, pouring through volume after marvellous volume, shaped how I viewed the world and how I saw my future place in it.   


I still get little reminders now.  Occasionally I'll walked into a gallery and find myself standing in front of one of the paintings I lovingly gazed at in my youth.  Once I get over the initial rush I smile and thank the Birmingham Central Library for what it gave me all those years ago.


I paid a visit  to the new Library of Birmingham a few months ago.   I like it.  It was more like coming home than visiting a new building.  For a start it's attached to another of my  old stomping ground, the Birmingham Rep.  But it was when I reached the art department and found that some of the books that I was inspired by all those decades ago are now on the new library shelves that I felt a sense of continuity.  I was filled with hope that some young kid wanting to follow their chosen path would also be inspire.


Attitude to the creative industries is slowly changing.  The last few years as seen it become one of UKs major growth sector.  But there's probably a young person somewhere having a hard time convincing people that they want to follow their dreams.   


So before I go.  Is there something you need to know?  Is there a nugget of wisdom you're seeking that will transform your life?  If so, there might be a book on the subject you need to fulfil your destiny.  It's probably available, for free, at your local library.   So why not pop down and see.


The Birmingham reference library,designed by birmingham born architect 


This may seem very progressive.  After all art is subjective.  It wasn't that I was seeking any sort of external validation as to my skills as an artist b but some some of acknowledgement would have been nice.


This was a double period, which took up the whole of Wednesday afternoon.  And having set up the composition, usually made up of mundane object that lay around the room the teacher would leave never to return.  From what I knew of the teacher I don't believe that she went off and and put her feet up.  It's more likely that she had another class to teach or caught up on her mountain of marking.  But once we cottoned on to the fact that he never came back at the end of the day we decided to follow her lead.