Jeans revolution pops up in the UK
“Your meeting place is the steps of St John’s Church … please bring with you: cash, ID and warm clothes,” reads an SMS a day before the Belarus Free Theatre performance in London – as is customary 24 hours before a show is due to begin.
Twelve hours later, another text comes warning about potential disruption by the Million Mask March, protesting against government encroachment on civil liberties, held on Bonfire Night in tribute to Guy Fawkes.
Though the invitation procedure is similar to a theatre performance in Minsk, the London affair is rather different. “In Belarus there are no protests,” says Eugene Karpov, a Belarussian journalist who attended the performance.
The former Soviet country is governed by Alexander Lukashenko, referred to as Europe’s last dictator, who does not tolerate dissent.
Also, because it’s London: “We’re not likely to get a KGB raid – which, unfortunately in Minsk, was part our lives,” says Natalia Kaliada, who founded the theatre troupe with her husband Nikolai Khalezin and Vladimir Shcherban in 2005. All three have since been forced to seek exile in the United Kingdom.
In Belarus members of the troupe who remained behind still put on performances, which are held in secret to protect the audience as much as the cast.
“They could lose their education or their parents could lose their jobs if they were caught,” says Kaliada.
No one who turned up for last Thursday night’s show seemed concerned, despite its location in a multistorey car park almost directly under the Houses of Parliament.
The show was part of a two-week run in pop-up locations across London, all being live-streamed online. Performers change every night and on the night in question it is Khalezin alone, who delivers a 90-minute Russian monologue supported only by a DJ and English subtitles projected on to a concrete wall.
It’s a partly autobiographical story of growing up in the Soviet Union and waiting for the freedom that never came – told through the medium of jeans.
Denim and rock ’n roll music were illegal commodities in the days of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. The cool kids wanted to buy them, but selling them could have you arrested by the KGB.
Fast-forward to 2006 and denim became the symbol of an uprising after an opposition protester used his shirt to make a flag. The so-called jeans revolution was born. A decade on and the Belarussian government has all but stamped out dissent and music is still heavily censored.
In London there is a sizeable number of Belarussians in the crowd, who are able to appreciate every cultural reference. One of them is Karina Nepomnyashchay, a drama student who has been living and studying in the UK for the past year. “There is no other theatre in Belarus,” she says.
Khalezin changes jeans three times during the performance – from bell bottoms (big in the Soviet 1980s) to a straighter leg (the protest years) and a relaxed skate fit that appears to reference his time in London – and gives an arresting performance.
His stories of evading the KGB in a top Minsk hotel are hilarious and his account of his 16-day detention gives a real sense of the helplessness of having your fate in the hands of the same authorities that are accused of murdering your comrades.
He manages to make the vast car park feel claustrophobic as he marks out the size of a jail cell in paces: “Three-and-a-half metres this way, three-and-a-half metres back.”
The setting is authentically underground. There is no phone signal, but the sirens and helicopter of the Metropolitan Police in the streets above add to the experience.
Although the Belarus Free Theatre troupe has always drawn on personal experience in its work, performers are able to sketch the impact oppression can have in such a way that it feels like it would be applicable to any country around the world.
The overwhelming sense you are left with – to borrow a phrase from the jeans revolution – is that life under a “dictatorship is shit”. – ©?Guardian News & Media 2015