Review – Geraldine Quinn: Stranger

I didn’t know what to expect, but I was not prepared for this. Quinn materializes on stage; a cosmic concoction of tulle, shoulder pads and spangled 80’s lycra. This shrouded apparition instantly hypnotizes her audience with her sublime and pitch-perfect voice. My God, what a voice.

Quinn’s otherworldly character is here to deliver all of human kind a message; but first she wants to experience all of these newly discovered human emotions. Quinn takes us on a journey of discovery as she delves into the rich fabric of the human heart – marvelling and mourning what she finds there. Through Quinn’s ‘outsider’ perspective we too may examine ourselves and reflect on the beauty and the beastliness of our species, and laugh. You feel Bowie’s spirit watching over the proceedings approvingly. Although not explicit, there’s definitely a Bowie inspired element in the lyrical satire, the dry observations, Quinn’s serious expressions, all counterpointed in her glam-rock exterior.

Quinn is a superb songstress and a brilliant actress. So much is communicated through her subtle facial expressions and body language – she enthrals her audience from start to finish. Quinn has an opulence of stage presence and a bounty of energy to boot.

Come for the splendour – stay for the story. Don’t miss this glamorously comic and melodious voyage into the human condition.