Wimbledon Theatre, Wimbledon
PURE ENTERTAINMENT! Distil the essence of 29 years of commercial pop and you don’t get Adam Ant—
Playing a mixture of old chestnuts like ‘Hollywood Nights’, ‘Let’s Spend The Night Together’, ‘Dancing In The Streets’—
There’s enough sugar-coated sex appeal to titillate but never make a mess. I’d love to be able to report that there wasn’t a dry seat in the house, but half the audience looked too young to be troubled by these things and the other half looked well past it.
Confidence in a T-shirt and tight white satin trews, David is the more dynamic of the two, and his voice is much more powerful than Thereza’s—
Still, it’s a well drilled, well choreographed performance which a tight five-piece band and backing singer, and the vision of Thereza as the sexy little girl lost in the gold lame who changes into the chic naughty chambermaid in frilly pink and black stockings will probably be remembered in Wimbledon for many a year.
Naturally the best numbers are their own; ‘Shooting Star’, ‘Who Were You With In The Moonlight?’, the brilliant ‘Hand Held In Black And White’ and the deliberately forgotten for the encore ‘Mirror Mirror’. Although they didn’t quite hit their intention of reproducing the perfection of the recorded item, as far as the audience were concerned they were as near as damn it.
A classy show in a lovely old theatre. It was nothing new, nothing I haven’t seen before in fact and it certainly won’t change my life. But I really enjoyed it. Ah well… that’s entertainment!