Last week Rozie and I headed down to Southbank for an evening that promised to be ‘the height of Parisian decadence’. The famous (or perhaps infamous is a better word) Paris burlesque show, The Crazy Horse, has set its self up at a bespoke pop-up venue near Waterloo and is selling its unique brand of ‘tits and ass’ to an enthralled London audience.
The Crazy Horse has been running various burlesque and cabaret style acts in it’s underground venue in Paris since 1951. At that time it featured a succession of racy burlesque routines interspersed with musical or humorous interludes from variety artists. Obviously it has developed since that time, and has welcomed guest stars such as burlesque super-star Dita Von Teese and Pamela Anderson. It’s primary endeavour has remained the same: femininity, creativity, audacity. The London show aimed to be equally stunning; featuring a cast of 10 beautiful and classically trained dancers, it is billed at ‘lavish celebration of femininity and sensuality ‘.
The venue it’s self is appropriately dark, with walls swathed in rich fabrics and brash neon signs declaring ‘amour’ and ‘sexy’. The staff were attentive, finding us a table right near the front and providing waitress service throughout the show. Which brings me onto the performances themselves. The art of burlesque usually involves women taking their clothes off, but The Crazy Horse is a little more hardcore than that. The majority of acts entered the stage already nude from the waist up, most with nothing more than a beaded thong protecting their modesty. The acts ranged from solo performances to music, to group dances with the actresses ‘singing’ to the routine. The opening features the 10 dancers dressed as Coldstream guards (you know, the ones with the tall hats) marching in perfect unison, whilst flashing their derrieres.
The production of the performances is probably the most impressive thing about the whole evening; stunning lighting and visual effects created patterns and reflections on the dancer’s bodies. Their ‘costumes’ are exquisitely designed; beautifully detailed beading and intricate underwear show off the dancers lithe legs and fantastic curves. And what curves?! I’ve never seen 10 women look so similar or perfectly in proportion. (I’ve have subsequently found out that their bodies are measured every week and allowed to change only plus or minus an inch!) Their stocking clad legs whirling around like a windmills, perfect and perky breasts bouncing in time, all with a seductive smile and smouldering look.
The enviable figures of these women along with a very comfortable and sumptuous setting make this show a draw for women (and men!), rather than a threatening display of sex. It is possibly the only place in town in which men and women can sit happily side by side and watch glamourous females remove their underwear. I urge you to go along, throw off any preconceptions of ‘stripclubs’ and loose yourself in this typically Parisian, heady display of sexy and seductive dancing.
Forever Crazy – Forever ‘dance’ yourself crazy! This show is all about dance, and using dance as the powerful tool it is, the show celebrates femininity, sensuality and, creativity. Forever Crazy will in no doubt leave you wanting more. Even after watching the show almost a week ago I am still singing “cho be do be do… cho de do be do… mean’s that I love you” So catchy – so fierce! The thing I loved the most about the show is believe it or not – their outfits and lingerie; whilst they don’t have much of their clothing on during large parts of the show, each outfit is well thought out and pairs well with their choreography. There are so many memorable parts of Forever Crazy I could list, but the most memorable part for me would have to be the the spotty spotlights – don’t know what I’m talking about? Well then, you’ll just have to get yourself a ticket and see for yourself – you won’t be disappointed!
Will you be paying a cheeky visit to Forever Crazy? Do you know of any other burlesque shows in town that are worth checking out? Let us know in the comments.