Rocky Horror Show Gala Performance : Was Strode Theatre Ready?


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So I normally leave the blogging to my husband Seany Sloan but the events of last night need to come from a fan perspective and not from an observer.

Thursday 17th September was to be an historic day as it was a gala performance of The Rocky Horror Show, direct from London and beamed around the planet to thousands of cinema goers. Star narrators were to take their turn donning suspenders, stilettoes and uttering the ominous and foreboding lines written by Richard O’Brien over 40 years ago.

I have been a fan in the true sense of the word since my early teens and have seen the live show over 150 times and the picture show over 2,000, which pales in comparison to some other unconventional conventionalists.

Now living in rural Somerset, I took the bold decision not to dress up for the showing, something that wrenched at my core, would we be the only ones not clad in fishnets? Well I shouldn’t have worried. Strode Theatre was packed with the most unlikely RHS audience I have ever witnessed, for it was the Jam and Jerusalem brigade with their twinsets and pearls in attendance. I think the average age must have been well into the 70’s and whilst I am not ageist, Richard O’Brien himself is pushing 73, the demographic of the audience was not one you would expect to view Brad and Janet’s visit to the castle.


We took our seats for the pre-show presented by Mel Giedroyc, saw some familiar faces in David and Stephanie Freeman, the founders of the Timewarp fan club, who looked amazing and just as excited as I was at seeing the show. Then the Usherette took her place by the curtain and sang those first words “Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still…” and we were off! I had expected a surprise or two during the evening and one of them was that Patricia Quinn would play the Usherette to open, she is the famous lips at the beginning of the picture show, however that was not to be (I can but dream). I was surprised at this stage as no shoutbacks were done during Science Fiction Double Feature and my heart sank a little, thinking those at the gala performance were told that there was to be no heckles during the performance. This happened during Dammit Janet too, although I myself couldn’t resist the reply on “she beat the other girls” and then suddenly the first Arsehole, Slut and Sig Heil was uttered, oh yes I knew then we were on for a good night.


Over at the Frankenstein Place came and went and we saw the first of Riff Raff, who has the 2nd biggest job in the play next to Frank N Furter, as he is always compared to the master himself and with O’Brien in attendance this job is significantly harder. You knew he was stood a few feet away in the wings willing the young protégé on. O’Brien is notorious about staying close to the stage during performances, keeping an eagle’s eye on the show.


This was also the first time that we saw the insanely good set changes, which flowed throughout the performance. Everything was precise and immaculately executed. The band was AWESOME as always.

And so, we arrived at the Time Warp, the most famous song to come out of the musical and encountered a most bizarre situation, which I have never experienced at any performance before. The handful of true fans that were in attendance got up, lead by myself I must admit (as if you should be sitting at such an historic point) I tried to coax more to join in but to no avail. We were then told to “sit down” by a rather obnoxious woman behind us, who apparently “loved the show”, “it was her absolute favourite” and she “didn’t want to dance”.  Did we sit down? Did we Fuck! We continued to pelvic thrust at will. The fun killer even went to an usher, who told her if she didn’t like it she could move. I have never, ever experienced such blatant opposition to the key points within O’Briens’ masterpiece. Rocky is all inclusive, and in the immortal words, “Don’t dream it, be it”, it is the place where you can do and be anything that you want to. If we had a couple of hard core Queens with us they would have swatted her down with a tirade, which is what I wanted to do as she really should have been sat at home with a Horlicks and Miss Marple.  I must admit this did throw a damper on the evening for me, as it was so offensive and stood for everything that Rocky doesn’t.


The interval came; we retrieved our drinks and headed outside for some air. While there we met a few fans, who were sat in the balcony and had been told by the people next to them to “shut up” and not to do any shoutbacks. Did the audience of Strode actually know what they had bought tickets to before they arrived or were they just out for their regular Thursday night at the theatre? There are virgins who go to Rocky, who don’t dress up and they either fall in love at that point or never return again. I feel like 99% of the audience last night had absolutely no idea what Rocky is, what it stands for or how insane the show is. They might have seen the picture show 40 years ago, when they had some fire in their belly but now those embers have died and an icy, empty core remains. To me it was like they had already gone through the fun menopause.

There was a 10 minute interview with O’Brien followed by one of Ana Matronic, from Scissor Sisters fame, who talked about being yourself, being open, doing what you want to and she highlighted the case of gay rights in Russia. This was part of the overall message as the gala was in aid of Amnesty International.


When it was time for Brad’s solo song, Once in a While, there were puzzled faces everywhere. What is this song? This isn’t in the film! Well no, it’s not in the Film as Barry Bostwick does not sing that well and it was easy enough to cut out as it didn’t alter the storyline.


Even during the encore of the Time Warp, Richard himself couldn’t get the stale Strode audience to join in, so I did feel a little better about my own failure in coaxing them.

I feel at this point I’ve skipped over how brilliant the whole cast and guest narrators were, including the delectable Tony Head, but I know this will be covered in minute detail from the fans who run Rocky based blogs. I’m asking myself some questions this morning and these are:

  • Did you enjoy the show? Absolutely.
  • Was it spoilt by a straight tight lipped audience? To some extents yes.
  • Would I buy the DVD? Can’t wait, put my pre-order in please.
  • Was it all it could have been? No, but you can’t please everybody in every way and my “wishlist” might not be the same as the next fan.
  • What could have been done better? For me the big void in the performance was that there was no shoutbacks allowed during the songs (I’m assuming this is the case as there was only one, which David Bedella had to deal with and restarted the song). I’m guessing this is to do with a soundtrack being produced, which mitigates my feelings somewhat towards it.

Keep Timewarping!


Let there be Lips!


After penning a truly riveting post, my computer crashed and wiped it before I had a chance to save it. I am sticking with that story! In reality it was probably a mediocre piece, that would not reach more than five people. Am I worried? No. This blog was never set up with the intention to compete with the large magical biblio-blogs out there but serve as a small taste into everyday witchcraft.

I’ve been looking at ice recently and finding that it is an amazing substance to utilise during spellcasting. The duality of its nature is dynamic and very useful within magical work. Anyone that knows me will be quite shocked to hear my comment. I sit in Fire, invoke fire, and ultimately that is the element that I engage with over all others. However, within magical work we all embrace the four elements, calling each one in turn to help us with our work.

So I am now an Ice Maiden!


Black or White?


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I often get asked when people find out that I’m a witch are you white or black? For me the easiest explanation that I can give them is that I am a grey witch. For my belief is most magical use is grey and should be acknowledged as such.

Even the fluffiest fae’s magic can be tainted from pure white to grey by just a tiny glitter malfunction.

The same can be said about those who are perceived to be utilising dark magic, are affected by their environment and rather than ritual sacrifice, if presented with a cute bundle smelling of Jonsons baby products, will melt & coo.

This is a rather basic outlook but it helps people understand the concept of neutralisation.

Thursday or Thorsday, Should I say?


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As a practising witch Thursday has always been quite special to me. I flicked through my old book of shadows and have found that even as I dabbled at the beginning that the majority of my spells were cast on this magical day. Now this could have just been down to hubby working late on Thursdays so I had space to play or some other cosmic force pushing me towards the day.

I’m not sure if I have mentioned before but I do not like to stick to the 1 pantheon  and really like to mix things up, using the energies that best fit rather than the god and goddess that “play nice” together.  Thor has always had a special place within my heart and as such his services have been utilised on more than one occasion.

Spell Days;

Thursday: Jupiter; probably the best day for spell work as Jupiter is so benevolent and loves to give. All prosperity spells or luck and success spells should be done on this day.

Colours: Purple, Gold, Green, Blue

So enjoy the day, whatever you are doing, I am going to kick back and relax with a little bit of Thor

April Fools Day – History & Light-Hearted Spell (Childrens)


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The history of April Fool’s Day or All Fool’s Day is uncertain, but the current thinking is that it began around 1582 in France with the reform of the calendar under Charles IX. The Gregorian Calendar was introduced, and New Year’s Day was moved from March 25 – April 1 (new year’s week) to January 1.

Communication travelled slowly in those days and some people were only informed of the change several years later. Still others, who were more rebellious refused to acknowledge the change and continued to celebrate on the last day of the former celebration, April 1.

These people were labelled “fools” by the general populace, were subject to ridicule and sent on “fool errands,” sent invitations to non-existent parties and had other practical jokes played upon them. The butts of these pranks became known as a “Poisson d’avril” or “April fish” because a young naive fish is easily caught. In addition, one common practice was to hook a paper fish on the back of someone as a joke.

This harassment evolved over time and a custom of prank-playing continue on the first day of April. This tradition eventually spread elsewhere like to Britain and Scotland in the 18th century and was introduced to the American colonies by the English and the French. Because of this spread to other countries, April Fool’s Day has taken on an international flavour with each country celebrating the holiday in its own way.

In Scotland, for instance, April Fool’s Day is devoted to spoofs involving the buttocks and as such is called Taily Day. The butts of these jokes are known as April ‘Gowk’, another name for cuckoo bird. The origins of the “Kick Me” sign can be traced back to the Scottish observance.

In England, jokes are played only in the morning. Fools are called ‘gobs’ or ‘gobby’ and the victim of a joke is called a ‘noodle.’ It was considered back luck to play a practical joke on someone after noon.

In Rome, the holiday is known as Festival of Hilaria, celebrating the resurrection of the god Attis, is on March 25 and is also referred to as “Roman Laughing Day.”

In Portugal, April Fool’s Day falls on the Sunday and Monday before lent. In this celebration, many people throw flour at their friends.

The Huli Festival is celebrated on March 31 in India. People play jokes on one another and smear colours on one another celebrating the arrival of Spring.

So, no matter where you happen to be in the world on April 1, don’t be surprised if April fools fall playfully upon you.

April Fools Charm


1 Silver Coin

Brightly Coloured Fabric (Yellow if possible)

Seeds (I prefer sunflower, pumpkin or apple)

Small amount of thread

To Do:

Place all the items within the fabric and tie with the thread, whilst reciting:

Catch the starlight in this coin so bright 

 I’ll get the wish I wish tonight.

 Within this coin my wish is carried

The Magic will grow when it is buried.

Then bury the coin in the garden or a plant pot if you have one spare and leave it to manifest.

This is an exceptionally good spell for children, not only for use on April’s Fools Day, it just seemed fitting to have something light-hearted.



Where has March gone?


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Well I started the year with so much gumption to write here every day and here we are March 30th and this is my first post.

I have however been creating and crafting within this time, so my energies have not been wasted.

Next post will be a light hearted spell for Aprils Fools Day, why I feel inclined to do this is anybody’s guess.

Brightest Blessings


Eve of Yule


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Today has been quite a quiet affair. Wrapping and planning have finished and now I just have 1 list left, 1 list for the boring veg etc. that is needed to be bought for the weekend. This of course all belongs to the commercial side, which is Christmas.

For me the planning today has been for the solstice tomorrow… shortest day of the year with the longest night of the year. My thoughts always turn to reminiscing rather than looking forward. A time to reflect on the last year, take a long hard look at where I am, what I’ve accomplished and where I really want to be going. Of course as 1st Jan dawns, we will be in 2012, the year of impending doom, or the year of enlightenment, or the year of… well let’s throw ideas into a hat and pick.

A spell of healing would be good tonight..for loved ones or Gaia herself.


S x

Christmas Brain


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Plans, ideas, visits and chaos.

Thursday, it is most definitely Thursday. I have lived this whole week thinking I was one day ahead of myself, this is the result of my Christmas brain. My usual calm, ultra organised ways seem to go askew at this time of year and I have to manage everything with disorganised thoughts. Lists are the way to do it at this time of year, that is if you can remember where you put said list. Children breaking up for half term, aswell as the hubby home from Uni, starts to make me panic. So much left to do and not enough time to do it.

I am always like this from Mid November until the solstice, when everything then seems to fall into place. I promise myself and plan that I will be ultra organised next year and be finished with my shopping in October or before but actually what is the point? I know it’s never going to happen and I will be in the same mess next year.

From now on I’m blaming it on the glitter, the pine needles and the Bailey’s!


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