Reviewer: John Roberts
The first lesson to be had when it comes to Vikki Stone is never make a bet with her, otherwise she will have you dressed like a dog and pushing her and Elton John around on a makeshift helicopter around the venue… Yes it did happen and yes there is a lot of photographic evidence floating around Twitter to prove it (Don’t believe me ask @vikkistone on twitter.)
The second lesson when it comes to Vikki Stone is to buy yourself a ticket to her latest show Instrumental.Unlike her previous shows that are full of her trademark satirical songs (get on youtube and look up the Philip Schofield Song) Instrumental is more heartfelt and genuine – blending her own personal journey (mainly with here father) and having to use the copy that she wrote for the show back in January. Because of this copy Stone is stuck with having to use 20 instruments within the setc, some she can play well, some she can just about play… others she has no clue, but she uses them all to underscore her story.
This is a clever twist on her usual style and through the use of loop pedals and a few bits of computer magic, Instrumental ends up becoming a show with a multitude of layers that when peeled back reveal a highly intelligent creative, with a very touching and poignant tale to tell. It isn’t all sentimentality though, even if this reviewer ended up with tears in his eyes by the end. Stone cuts the audience with her sharp wit and songs too. Can’t Play Flute with a Cum Face has “viral hit” written all over it.
If you want to know why her life became like a Richard Curtis movie, or how she ended up becoming a Porn Star (yes it’s true… Google it) or what happened when she sang for Elton John then Instrumental with give you all that and more.
An electrifying performer who like a good red wine, gets better and better with age.
Runs until 25th August