Richard Lutz takes a pew for a Cuban spectacle.
Carlos Acosta, the much-lauded Havana dancer, left his Caribbean island to form a world touring troupe. In two months’ time, he becomes director of the Birmingham Royal Ballet.
As if to test his new home, he brought his company, Acosta Danza, to The Birmingham Hippodrome for a quartet of numbers. Besides the singular allure of the city’s newest resident (come 2020, that is), many were coming, or returning, for that Rolling Stones cycle he has perfected over the years. He takes mid sixties/early seventies Stones material, all sharp suits and macho posturing, and gives it modern flair, fluidity and, of course, sheer cockiness.
Numbers such as Little Red Rooster, Paint It Black and Sympathy for the Devil bounce off the Hippo’s big stage, despite some fuzzy over-amped music. Acosta himself, ready to hang up his dancing shoes for an executive chair, pitches in dominating the stage when he appears.
All told, a wide range of material. But to me, it’s all dominated by the Stones hits and the image of Acosta in his gaudy pink short and tight tight trousers creating the cockiness of Howlin’ Wolf’s gruff Little Red Rooster as he struts along the Hippodrome stage.