vitruvius's idea of colour is a little unpredictable. She is a creature
of the stage, with an ageing wardrobe staff and a crooked agent. If I
were pressed for a definition, I would say that her performances consist
mainly of dance, although elements of song - a kind of muffled shriek -
articulate the whole. These occur when the elastic ostrich-feather
fastenings strain across her lower back. Fortunately the audience rarely
detects these moments of discomfort. She is a true professional.
vitruvius has never liked Marshall McLuhan since he turned the title of
her show into the slogan "global village". At the same time, she is far
from litigious and recognises free publicity when she sees it.