#london coliseum

[fawnvelveteen]

Princess Diana in a dress by Catherine Walker at the London Coliseum for a performance of Swan Lake by the Bolshoi Ballet, July 1989. Photo by Tim Graham/Getty Images.

#Princess Diana #Catherine Walker #london coliseum #london #bolshoi ballet #Swan Lake #princess #british royal family #royalty #pink dress #1980s #1989 #1980s fashion

[paralleljulieverse]

From the Archives: Julie and Pat Boone at the rehearsal for the Royal Command Variety Show at the London Coliseum. 3 November 1958. 

As an added bit of trivia, Julie and Pat Boone shared the same dialect coach, Alfred Dixon. Dixon helped Julie master Cockney for My Fair Lady and he worked with Boone on his (not terribly convincing) Scottish accent in Journey to the Centre of the Earth (1959).

#julie andrews #pat boone #royal command variety #london coliseum #british theatre #1958 #My Fair Lady #journey to the center of the earth

[eopederson]

Tower of the London Coliseum, Home of the English National Opera, London, 2010.

#architecture #ornate #opera #london coliseum #london #england #united kingdom #2010 #photographers on tumblr

[ufonaut]

I just got back from seeing the Lincoln Center Theatre production of My Fair Lady at the London Coliseum (23/05/2022) and I’m absolutely blown away by every single part of it, I’ve seen the film and various other versions so many times I’ve lost count and this is unlike anything that has ever come before. Amara Okereke is a force of nature and elevates Eliza to heights she’s never hit before, while Harry Hadden-Paton does very much give Rex Harrison a run for his money with an absolute picture-perfect Prof Higgins you can endlessly read into. This production breathes new life into old material and I’d honestly call it completely unmissable, I’m already dying to go again!

#my fair lady #amara okereke #harry hadden paton #harry hadden-paton #vanessa redgrave #west end #london #london coliseum #u can reblog #ohhhh my god i just. i absolutely cant get over it #'i couldve danced all night' as a mission statement aka i never wanted it to end

[chibiranmaruchan]

As a huge fan of Disney's Beauty and the Beast and having got my niece into it, when it came back to the London West End last year at the London coliseum, I had to go and bring her along. It was a fantastic musical. The musical number for Be Our Guest was like a Las Vegas show. The costume design was gorgeous and the way they adapted both Belle and the Beast's afro-textured hair into hairstyles was amazing.

#beauty and the beast #west end #london coliseum #london #photography

[meldscomic]

Nights at the Coliseum

An idea I’ve had rattling around in my head for a looooong time finally realised. 

#meldscomic #london coliseum #magical girl #comic art #london night #bokeh #comic illustration

[gramilano]

United Ukrainian Ballet performs Ratmansky and Kylián

The United Ukrainian Ballet will perform Alexei Ratmansky's new 'Ukrainian' Giselle in the Netherlands and at the London Coliseum.

United Ukrainian Ballet – Giselle The United Ukrainian Ballet will perform Alexei Ratmansky’s new ‘Ukrainian’ Giselle in the Netherlands and at the London Coliseum. The profits from ticket sales will go to help the people and culture of Ukraine. The United Ukrainian Ballet Foundation was founded after the Russian invasion with the aim to contribute to providing training and employment for…

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#Alexei Ratmansky #Alina Cojocaru #Birmingham Royal Ballet #English National Ballet #Giselle #Jiří Kylián #London Coliseum

[thestageyshelf]

SOLD 🎭 Carousel @ London Coliseum 2017 (#29)

Title: Carousel

Venue: London Coliseum

Year: 2017

Condition: Creasing to edges

Author: Music by Richard Rodgers. Book and Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II

Director: Lonny Price

Choreographer: Josh Rhodes

Cast: Katherine Jenkins, Molly Lynch, Alfie Boe, Amy Everett, Jay Bryce, Alex Young, Gavin Spokes, Brenda Edwards, Derek Hagen, Susan Kyd, Martyn Ellis, Nicholas Lyndhurst, Bruce Aguilar-Rohan, Thomas Audibert, Danielle Cato, Jacob Chapman, Nolan Edwards, Alexander Evans, Davide Fienauri, Lizzi Franklin, Tessa Kadler, Hannah Kenna-Thomas, Jasmie Leung, Leisha Mollyneaux, Rachel Muldoon, Alice Jane Murray, Saori Oda, Kane Oliver Parry, Daniel Perry, Alastair Postlethwaite, Joseph Poulton, Verity Quade, Genevieve Taylor, James Titchener, Adam Vaughan, Matthew Whennell-Clark, Anna Woodside

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#Carousel #London Coliseum #theatre #theatre programme #stageyshelf #sold

[marian-1122]

The Clash at the Coliseum, Harlesden, London, 11th March , 1977 .

©️ Julian Yewdall/Getty Images

#mick jones #joe strummer #the clash #punk boy #punk aesthetic #70s punk #80s punk #uk punk #punk rock #new wave #post punk #experimental rock #reggae #dub #funk #ska #rockabilly #the only band that matters #black and white photography #the coliseum #harlesden #london #enlgand #1977 #julian yewdall #getty images

[freddiemercurylegendabovelegends]

Queen Live!

Freddie Mercury and Brian May on stage during 'Jazz' North American Tour.

Richfield, OH, USA, Coliseum, November 25th, 1978

📸 Photo Credit Steve Manchook

#1978 #jazz tour #jazz album #freddie mercury #queen band #london #zanzibar #legend #queen #brian may #john deacon #freddiebulsara #roger taylor #richfield #usa #coliseum

[girlonfilms]

Spirited Away heads to the London stage

A stage production of Studio Ghibli’s Spirited Away will hit the London stage next spring. Continue reading Untitled

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#Coliseum Theatre #featured #london #Spirited Away #Studio Ghibli #west end

[nomilkinmyteaplease]

Spirited Away will become a play!

#spiritd away #theatre #london theatre #london coliseum

[streetartserenade]

I have this thing with floors

#IHaveThisThingWithFloors #mosaic #theatre #London #coliseum

[derkabobhall]

Night at the Opera. (London 2023)

#travel #london #england #no filter #coliseum theatre #opera #english national opera

[eilidh-eternal]

Today may have been a Holy day, but lord am I having some unholy thoughts about Simon and Johnny and their pretty little dancer who doesn't even know she's theirs. 18+ MDNI

Johnny convinces Simon to go to the ballet, Swan Lake specifically, whilst home on leave for the holidays. They spend Christmas and the new year together, even make the trip to London to celebrate with Price and Gaz--just in time for the English National Ballet's opening night of their annual Swan Lake production. There are billboards and advertisements for it everywhere in the city, and Johnny pesters Simon relentlessly, always pointing out the pretty little bird the ballet company chose for their advertising campaign. Always saying "C'mon Si, it's a classic. Just this once, just so I can say I've seen it."

And finally he gives in. Tells him to get tickets and make the arrangements so he'll stop nagging him about it. The night of the ballet they go to a swanky bar at an upscale hotel because Simon needs a bourbon if he's going to spend the rest of the evening with Johnny at the London Coliseum, theater packed with unfamiliar faces that care little to hide their staring or to mind his personal space. And the Bourbon is doing wonders to take the edge off, the burn of the liquor as it slides down his throat warming him from the inside out and blanketing his mind in a similar hazy warmth. It's done the job so well in fact that it takes his brain a moment to catch up with his senses when someone who isn't Johnny presses into the narrow space between them at the bar to flag down the bartender.

You wave them over and step up onto the foot rail to lean across the bar top, half-shouting your order over the noise of the other patrons. When the bartender hurries off to mix your drink you take a step back from the bar to give the two burly men their space but lose your footing when another patron bumps into you unknowingly from behind, and you find yourself nearly falling into Simon's lap.

Johnny has his arm around your waist to hold you up, and a steadying hand on your shoulder. "Nearly took a tumble. Are ye aw'right hen?"

You try to form a response, tell him you're sorry, that you're usually not this clumsy, but the words can't seem to find their way past your lips as your brain stumbles over the sudden warmth in the pit of your stomach and you're left staring up into his concerned eyes.

Another large, warm hand splays across your back between your shoulders and an even deeper voice rumbles from behind, "Are ya hurt, love?"

The bartender appears to deposit your drink, snapping your attention back into startling focus, and you quickly right yourself, pulling away from the embrace of the bright-eyed and sturdily built man you're currently chest to chest with. And if he is sturdy then the only way to describe the man who's hand still lingers at your back is massive, a veritable tower of muscle who's staring down at you with the same concerned pinch of his brows. You wonder at the reasoning for the black surgical mask, but now isn't the time to linger on thoughts of handsome strangers in crowded bars.

"I- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean- "

"No harm done, lass, no need to get yer feathers ruffled. Here," the dark-haired man assures you and kindly passes your drink to you from the bar, eyes traveling over you in appraisal as you take your drink with a shy 'thank you'. "Interesting choice of attire," he says with a gesture to your athletic shoes, yoga pants and oversized jumper.

"I uh... I'm not staying long. Just came for a little liquid courage," you explain.

"That's a shame. 'S not everyday a pretty dove falls into our lap."

Our? You're suddenly aware of the hand still on your back and you feel heat creeping up into your cheeks. Oh- oh. You take a step back as that heat creeps all the way to the tips of your ears. "I'm sure all the- um... I mean- surely you could have your pick of anyone here." He laughs at this and leans over to his... friend?

"Ye hear that Simon? Pretty little bird thinks we'd want just anyone." His friend doesn't say anything, gives no indication he's heard him except for the subtle tilt of his head and the upward cant of a brow as he turns round to see you better.

You're about to apologize, say you hadn't meant it like that, when there's a hand on your elbow and a familiar voice calling your name.

"Come on! We're going to be late for call time!"

You look between your friend, dressed similarly in athletic attire and shouldering a small duffel at her hip, and the two men at the bar. If you don't leave soon you are going to be late and that isn't how you want to start this night. You down the rest of your drink and stretch forward to slide your empty glass on the bar top between them. "I um, I'm gonna be late if I don't- I hope... I hope you two enjoy the rest of your night," you manage to say before your friend is pulling you away by your elbow, leading you towards the lobby.

Johnny watches with quiet amusement as your friend, wearing an identical jumper to yours, drags you away and ushers you out of the bar. He turns to Simon and finds him still watching the same direction you had left in, a hint of shared amusement reflected in his eyes as they meet Johnny’s.

Simon has a hand on Johnny’s back, guiding him through the crowd slowly dispersing from the theater. The ballet hadn’t been as bad as he’d thought it would be. He’d actually quite enjoyed the storytelling of it all and lamented that they hadn’t been able to see the orchestra in the pit. He’d have liked to have been able to watch the musicians, to see how they also moved in time with the music. And though he had certainly never seen the show before, not even on video, he couldn’t ignore the feeling that something about it had felt… familiar. Especially when he paid more attention to Odette.

“I dunno how they move like that, it doesnae seem natural,” Johnny rambles as the two of them make their way through the house doors. “I can barely get my leg up and over the hurdles for PT. Cannae imagine gettin it to go above my head, that looks bloody painful-”

Johnny stops speaking abruptly and comes to a halt beside Simon, nearly causing a collision with the older couple behind them. Just as quickly as he’d brought them to a halt he was moving again, but not towards the exit. He was pulling Simon towards a small crowd gathered near the promotional display for the show.

“Johnny, what- where are you going?”

He doesn’t answer, just keeps pulling Simon through throngs of people, shouldering a path forward until he reaches the edge of the small crowd. He lets go of Simon’s hand to move closer, and his brows furrow in confusion and growing irritation as people paying little attention to their surroundings bump into him.

A flash of movement above the heads of the crowd captures Simon's attention immediately, and his muscles tense, heart hammering in his chest, until he sees what exactly his attention has caught on. Feathers. White feathers. Johnny manages to shoulder his way to the front and Simon swallows his discomfort as he presses in behind him, but the feeling of unease gives way to something else when he see’s why Johnny’s dragged him here.

A dancer poses among the faux scenery, a small-scale recreation of the lake, wearing large, white wings, and smiling for pictures with small children. When the dancer changes position for another photo with another family, Simon sucks in a breath as he glimpses their face—your face.

The children smile and their parents take a few too many photos before scampering off to allow the next family their turn, and you shift from your pose, perched up on your toes with a leg high in the air behind you, akin to a swans tail, back down on two legs again and turn to greet the next family. Your eyes widen, and recognition flashes over your face when you have to look up at Johnny and Simon.

“Hello, little bird.”

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[punkrockhistory]

47 years ago today

The Clash at the Coliseum Harlesden, London, supported by Buzzcocks, Subway Sect and The Slits, March 11, 1977.

Photo by Ian Dickson

#punk #punks #punkrock #TheClash #Buzzcocks #TheSlits #history #punkhistory #otd