The Review - MUSIC - Classical & Jazz with TONY KIELY Published: 17 April 2008
Eartha Kitt
This is planet Eartha!
PREVIEW: EARTHA KITT The Pigalle Club
SHE hadn’t performed in London for more than 15 years before deciding last February that a visit was probably a bit overdue.
Now you can’t keep crooner Eartha Kitt away. She’s picky, mind, not just showing up anywhere. She’s chosen The Pigalle Club, the chi-chi cabaret club in Piccadilly Circus with its mezzanine restaurant and cocktail menu. Well, she was hardly likely to mix it with the riff-raff in the Dublin Castle or the Barfly!
Some might just see her her as Catwoman from her stint among the Pow!-Crash!-Kerplinks in the 1960s Batman TV series. Others won’t see past her biggest hit: the Christmas novelty Santa Baby. But that was 55 years ago.
In truth, Kitt is an intriguing soul cabaret jumble who in between lapping up cat puns – she’s a sex kitten, she sings with a throaty purr – stood up against poverty, racism and the Vietnam War.
Forget The Joker and The Penguin, she faced up to not getting a decent booking for a decade because she was so critical of the United States’s action. Still singing at 80, Kitt hasn’t let the good fight wear her down and these extravagant spells in velvet venues is where she lets her lungs do the talking.
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