Doris : So Much More Than The Girl Next Door
By Mark Kearney

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Doris : So Much More Than The Girl Next Door
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Melinda Schneider is best known as one of Australia’s country music
elite; her trophy cabinet of Golden Guitars even rivals that of the
first lady of the genre, Kasey Chambers.
But after some
convincing from fellow entertainer and recent Helpmann Awards host
David Campbell, Schneider decided to take a sentimental journey into
the past by recording an album of Doris Day covers entitled Melinda
Does Doris.
Doris: So Much More Than the Girl Next Door is the
onstage manifestation of this venture and it is a curious prospect. The
show – “a narrative concert”, as co-writer David Mitchell calls it -
rests somewhere between cabaret and jukebox music theatre, and it’s a
combination that won’t sit well with all people.
It was, however, a format which I grew increasingly comfortable with as the show progressed.
Near
the start of the concert, Schneider announces that her performance is
not an impersonation but rather a tribute to someone she has greatly
admired throughout her life.
Regardless, she sometimes takes on
the persona of Day – sans accent – and her supporting men (Rohan Browne
and Sam Ludeman) often assume the roles of her bygone lovers, directors
and critics.
Schneider weaves songs from the blonde starlet’s
back catalogue with anecdotes about Day’s career (which includes famed
performances in Calamity Jane, The Pajama Game and Pillow Talk), four
failed marriages and friendship with Hollywood royalty, Rock Hudson.
The
script is the real stumbling-block here. Mitchell and Schneider haven’t
quite managed to elicit more than the occasional chuckle from the
audience. The interjections of Browne and Ludeman, who sometimes take
on part in the story-telling, also come off as awkward.
Comparisons
between Schneider and Day are a little forced, too. Both
German-Catholic dog-lovers who’ve had failed marriages, surely half of
Hahndorf could make the same claim!
But Schneider lights up when
she speaks of her own experience with cute quips throughout about her
father, schoolmates and failed love-interests. The effect is endearing;
Schneider seems a genuinely charming personality.
She also cuts
an elegant figure on stage, with an ever-engaging smile and showcasing
a glittering and usually glamorous wardrobe. A chandelier and rich
drapery, backed by pink and blue lit cyclorama and the occasional
entrance of a star curtain, frame the action perfectly.
Obviously,
Schneider is entirely at home the moment she breaks into song. She
performs a remarkable 26 numbers throughout the show and she navigates
them all wonderfully with a pretty voice that packs some surprisingly
serious punch.
Her strongest moments are her most introspective.
Highlights include Ohio, Sentimental Journey and the showstopper,
Autumn Leaves, which sees her ripping up the jazz standard from a stool
centre stage. It was a supreme vocal performance.
The Her
Majesty’s Theatre Show Band sounded in fine form all night long; led by
Michael J Harding, the fourteen-piece unit were tight-knit throughout.
Mention
must be made of Browne and Ludeman who provided strong back-up all
night. Browne, in particular, is such a dashing presence of stage; he
exudes a cool masculinity that would’ve been at home alongside Doris in
a Warner Brothers picture of the 1950s.
Andrew Hallsworth
provided whimsical and entertaining choreography for the show’s more
up-tempo numbers which was well- executed by all (it seems that
Schneider has retained some of the steps learnt during her short stay
on Seven’s Dancing With The Stars in 2010!)
I must admit to
being somewhat surprised by the pervasiveness of Day’s discography; I
knew far more songs than I expected to. The opening night crowd also
began a number of impromptu sing-a- longs, none more emphatic than Que
Sera, Sera.
If you are a ‘Day-niac’ (a Doris Day maniac, for
those of you playing at home) or a connoisseur of all things Melinda
Schneider, you will be more than satisfied by this offering. If this
isn’t you, then there’s still a smorgasbord of pleasant golden-oldies
to discover, not to mention a mature, graceful performer to watch and
hear.
Playing until Sunday 4 September at Her Majesty's Theatre, Exhibition St.
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