Nik Rabinowitz

A shorter version of this interview ran in the Mail & Guardian on 9 December 2011.

Interview with Nik Rabinowitz
Brent Meersman

Brent Meersman: Has Jewish comedy affected you?

Nik Rabinowitz: My Godfather was a comedian and he was also a Jewish. He was actually more of an actor, but he was a big joke teller and collector of jokes, many of which were Jewish jokes. I think it is about being an outsider, whether you’re Jewish or black or a woman or whatever – a gay Moslem. Jewish comedy goes back centuries, dealing with oppression and difficult circumstances.

BM: A survival mechanism?

NR: Perhaps it was, and in our current economic and political climate there is a lot that gets people down, so the role of comedians appears to be important right now.

BM: Jewish humour is also often self-deprecating.

NR: Can you prove you Jewish? Yes, ask me for a loan (laughs). I think that my Jewish comedy mirrors my own discovery of my Jewishness, because I went to a Waldorf school; it was a Christian environment . . . Until I was 11, I didn’t know anything about being Jewish. Suddenly I was thrown into cheider for six year olds and I was 12 – Gulliver’s Travels for Jews. You have this Bar Mitzvah and all this Jewishness descends on you. . . I didn’t really know how to speak about it in my comedy. Now in this show [Stand and Deliver] I talk of the new wave of Judaism which is black Jews, Afrikaans Jews, and coloured Jews. In this show I also talk about death for three minutes. Funny shit happens when people die. It took me a while to work it out, how to do it in stand-up.

BM: Why do you want to make people laugh?

NR: Humour is a good way of bringing people together. There is something transformative about people laughing for that amount of time. It’s a healing of sorts. Cathartic.

BM: In the way crying or laughing are almost the same?

NR: They often look [the same]. I have a friend who I sometimes can’t tell the difference, especially on the phone.

BM: You do a lot of political comedy. If you look at Bill Maher in the USA, Have I Got News For You on BBC TV and the News Quiz on BBC Radio, we’re not doing very well are we with political comedy?

NR: If you compare us to the USA or UK yes. But [not] if you compare us to Australia! Going and performing there was interesting because I went to see a fair amount of comedy – nothing political. The Late Nite News show [with Loyiso Gola on ETV] is trying, but it’s not as controversial as a puppet that looks like the president.

BM: How does political comedy work for you?

NR: The discipline of doing a weekly radio show [The week that wasn’t on Cape Talk / Radio 702] has made me a better comic. And the more I can say stuff to which people say ‘they are going to put a hit out on you’, the better. The [radio show creates the] building blocks of my stage show. . . Connecting the political to the personal I think is interesting.

BM: But what makes politics funny?

NR: John Cleese was talking about the tension around taboo topics – how the laugh is often in proportion to the tension. Laughter is a natural reaction.

BM: And humour is transgressive.

NR: Yes. It’s an amazing time to be a comic in this country, just the abundance of material! ZANews is a release for the tension we build up. We need that to be mainstream [ZANews is internet streamed]. I watch television news but I’m always looking at it from this [show material] perspective. I want it to be as fucked up as possible. [But] the other night, afterwards I felt anxious, distressed and oh my god where is the country going. Laughter defuses it, makes it palatable and we can laugh about it.

BM: What comedy do you like doing most?

NR: I’ve done a lot of stuff for the Jewish community. . . . I think intimate comedy clubs are the most exciting; when I’m doing something I haven’t done before and I have no idea if it will work and then it kills. And it kills me too. That is exciting. With corporates you do what you know works; people aren’t going to go with you on interesting tangents.

BM: I always disliked your braai cook, Jannie Olivier, the kaalgat kok, “master baster” sketch.

NR: Yes, I remember you wrote that. I don’t do characters anymore. I did it because I saw other people doing it. The only character I really enjoyed doing was the black kugel. I find it breaks my momentum and rhythm with the stand-up.

BM: Characters can also trap one into having to do them every time, creating an audience expectation.

NR: (Nodding) The Jewish-Xhosa persona I have created, I can find myself trapped in too.

BM: What are the tensions in this Jewish-Xhosa combo? It is just bizarrely unique or are their affinities, contradictions?

NR: It was a gimmick. I always wanted to say the Jewish-speaking Xhosa guy, but people would think it was a mistake on the press release. I use circumcision for one thing. But the interesting tension is between Jew and Moslem at the moment. But where is the comedy? I find myself in a position because I see how everyone feels about it – my mother in law who lost most of her family in the Holocaust, how she sees Israel . . . but I also appreciate my Moslem friends’ views, and [then] there’s the SA connection. I saw this thing on Carte Blanche with Afrikaans Jews living in Israel – the boere Afrikaans stereotype farmer interviewed and the racism was: “I had 195 sheep and ‘they’ steal ten a week, and it used to be the . . . and now its them”. He talks to his dog in Afrikaans; it used to bark at the blacks but now the Ethiopians are Jewish and he has to re-educate the dog. “And that Tractor over there is financed by the WesBank. Ha ha! Get it?”

BM: We live among a politically conservative Jewish community. Are you prepared to go there [Palestine issues] with your comedy?

NR: I’m often tempted to when I get riled up by stuff, but my wife is a sobering influence. What is it going to achieve if I start to rant? There are people in my own family; am I going to shift anyone’s attitudes? It’s about finding a way to say stuff. [Israel] lends itself to our own conversation about land and in this city too . . . I do this piece, coloured people converting [to Judaism] to get into gated communities in Sea Point.

BM: What does the private Nik do?

NR: This world that I operate in is quite full-on; being in front of people a lot and having to be funny all the time. One of my favourite places in the world is in the Cederberg mountains. My dad spent about 20 years documenting rock art. As a kid I grew up camping and visiting these amazing places. There is one magical spot in particular, way off the beaten track, and I like to go there and spend a week just camping out on my own. We [comedians] are observers; we need that time.

BM: What was your first job?

NR: I worked as a river guide on the Breede and later the Orange. I was a handlanger. I used to [have to] carry everything on the boat – the portable toilet and a bag of shit. I’d carry people’s shit for four days on the Orange River.

BM: Have you been booed on stage?

NR: Once I was told to get off the stage or words to that effect: ‘You’re not funny!’ When I started I had this black Zimbabwean character I used to do for my entire set. Then I realised I had to stop doing that and start being Nik . . . I stayed over at Hanover and met Mark Banks at the bar and bought his CD. That was the first stand-up comedy I’d ever listened to, and South African, and it was so funny I drove to Johannesburg all the way with it playing.

BM: What were your first theatre experiences?

NR: I was a handlanger for Nicholas Ellenbogen and Theatre for Africa. We drove around Africa and I did the lights and tents and I dug a long drop in Swaziland. I got malaria. . . Before stand-up I did corporate theatre. I did something for Coca Cola in Nigeria; I wrote this little show, the history of Coke in 15 minutes, but after 7 minutes they came to us and said, “Please can you stop. We are eating now”. On a makeshift stage next to a pool all the way to Nigeria to do that!

BM: Is there any question you wished interviewers would ask you but they never have?

NR: How did I meet my wife.

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Trophies from Eden (Steven Afrikaner)


A Place in the Sun (Mathilda Joseph)


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Dr Fischer’s Cabinet of Curiosities (Marcelinus Swartbooi, Josef van der Westhuizen, Chris Nekongo, Avril Nuuyoma)


The Age of Enlightenment - Angelo Soliman (Lamin Jammeh)


Ready Mades / Found Objects: 1. Gambian 2. Cameroonian 3. Ghanaian 4. Nigerian.


Survival of the Fittest (Marcus Omofuma Nigerian by Ken Paul Chukwunonye)


Vevangua Muondjo The Hat Maker

Photo: Guy de Lancey


Director Peter Hall recalled that when Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot opened in London it was greeted with derision and incomprehension by the critics. The story at least goes that critic Harold Hobson left the auditorium, but was persuaded to go back inside and trust the experience. Hobson then wrote a panegyric, and Beckett mania gripped London. Across the Atlantic, Brooks Atkinson wrote of Godot: ‘Theatregoers can rail at it, but they cannot ignore it. For Mr. Beckett is a valid writer’. The legendary critic Kenneth Tynan, required a few weeks to understand the work, but soon concluded: the play ‘forced me to re-examine the rules which had hitherto governed the drama; and having done so, to pronounce them not elastic enough.’ Beckett of course went on to receive the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Well-known South African author Damon Galgut will direct Beckett’s landmark play with a dream team cast: David Isaacs as Estragon; Oscar Petersen as Vladimir; Martin le Maitre as
Pozzo; Graham Weir as Lucky.

Galgut, who has over the years steeped himself in Beckett’s oeuvre, says that the writer “makes complete sense to me, and the intellectual theorising that goes on around his work often leaves me perplexed”.

According to Galgut, Beckett is “a writer who gave embodiment to his internal psychic landscape, which is why he is so insistent that the nature and texture of his work should not be changed in the staging. It’s a wish I’m happy to respect, because inside those parameters quite a latitude of interpretation is still possible.

As director, Galgut intends to, play up “the broader elements of characterisation – the slapstick, the comic patter between the characters, the timing – as well as the anguish of the aimless waiting. It’s called a tragicomedy, so the two poles should both be present, the despair as well as the humour. Beckett is very funny when he’s played seriously.”

Galgut notes that one of the earliest productions was in a prison in the United States – “the physical aspects of the play – the broken-down bodies, the endless state of waiting – were immediately intelligible to the audience. For obvious reasons, I guess. But the same applies to almost any audience. We’re all waiting for Godot, whether we know it or not.”

Athol Fugard


Christine Weir and Godfrey Johnson’s Tainted Love is the perfect cabaret show for this tiny, new basement venue on the fringe of Green Point’s alternative ghetto; it feels like an underground club in Berlin during the Weimar Republic.

With songs such as Masochism Tango (Tom Lehrer), Hanky Panky (Stephen Sondheim), Tainted Love (Marc Almond) and Fuck you very much (Lilly Allen), they explore love in its kinkier dimensions, from playful sadomasochism (Have you waxed your crack? by Johnson and Weir) to Sapphic love (I Kissed a Girl by Katie Perry). It’s on the light and funny side, and you’d have to be quite a prude to be offended.

Choreographer Fiona du Plooy, who made an impression in the camp country and western cabaret Angels on Horseback last year, directs. The fingerprints of that show are evident here.

Johnson and Weir make a superb double act. They are top-drawer performers, with Weir’s exceptional vocal talents and Johnson’s (who sings too) musical versatility. On stage, they have natural comic reciprocity, their witty repartee carried with aplomb into the cheeky and sometimes tricky choreography.

One hopes this will be the start of wonderful duo and great things to come.

Photo: Aryan Kaganof


The master narrative would have us believe that Afrikaans is the evolutionary linguistic product of the Dutch settlers. Certainly, the academic understanding of Afrikaans, the official language taught not only in South Africa but abroad, is the codified (some will also argue nationalist) project of the white Afrikaner. In so doing, a wedge was driven between the language and the identity of the majority of its speakers. There were school boycotts in the 1970s against Afrikaans as “the language of the oppressor”. In certain circles, Afrikaans is still believed to be under threat thanks to that stain.

As David Kramer and Taliep Petersen’s musical Ghoema some years ago set out to reclaim a Cape musical heritage largely written out of authorized history during apartheid, Afrikaaps is a new theatrical edutainment fighting for the recognition of how Afrikaans developed as a Dutch creolized language amongst coloured speakers outside of this white hegemony.

The first written Afrikaans was as phonetic Arabic script translations of the Qur’an over 200 years ago. The Bible was only translated into today’s official Afrikaans in 1933.

The extremely talented young cast under the direction of Catherine Henegan seeking to set the record straight are hip-hop poet Jitsvinger, singer, actor and dancer Moenier Adams, singer and poet Blaq Pearl, hip-hop artist and activist Emile Jansen, rapper and break-dancer Bliksemstraal, accompanied by composer, pianist and jazz prodigy Kyle Shepherd and musician Shane Cooper. They make a superb ensemble.

Employing music, poetry, dance, skits, documentary and interview video footage, they get their message across in a clear and humorous way. Henegan has dressed the show well, but the shape is problematic, without a coherent trajectory. Ironically, although dealing with ‘gam taal’ and street talk, it feels oddly cerebral and emotionally disinvested. Perhaps, it’s because the very good-looking cast are all male, except for Pearl. One of the principle cast members having to drop out at the last moment didn’t help.

But without a doubt this show is full of rewards and should be seen. So: “Aweh my bru! Koppel die lyne” (Hey! Spread the word).

Photo: Ruphin Coudyzer

Athol Fugard’s latest play, The Train Driver, which had its world première here, is his most intriguing since the advent of democracy. It is not as resolved a work as Exits and Entrances; it suffers the same monologue-heavy, undramatic radio play quality of Booitjie and the Oubaas, but it is braver, less contrived, far more on target than either Victory or Coming Home. It is also ingenious.

Roelf Visagie (Sean Taylor) is a train driver with post-traumatic stress disorder after a black woman with her baby strapped to her back committed suicide by placing herself under his engine. The true story on which this is based is even more horrific. The suicide (Pumla Lolwana) took two more children with her, one of whom she pulled back on to the tracks when the child tried to escape. Perhaps this created too many moral ambiguities for Fugard, but Roelf (and Fugard) is strangely neglectful on the dimension the death of the infant should bring; his beef is with the mother. Tracking down her body to confront her ghost leads Roelf to a Godforsaken graveyard outside Motherwell, where Simon Hanabe (Owen Sejake) buries the unclaimed corpses of the nameless. Packs of feral dogs and equally ferocious gangs of dehumanised young men prowl the area.

The characterisation of Simon is rudimentary and uncomfortable; he is the familiar, epigrammatic rustic with a common sense that is at once comical and full of wisdom. His dynamic with Roelf often feels antediluvian, but Sejake has a gigantic stage presence and is utterly compelling.

For his part, Taylor is hammy, and when Roelf mentally breaks down early on, Taylor elicits laughs. Very oddly, Roelf keeps bursting into Afrikaans and then translating in English; it rings false, destroying our suspension of disbelief. Taylor these days seems to have a hard enough time just doing a South African accent. The play would be stronger in Afrikaans, with Roelf speaking in his mother tongue.

But the ingenuity of The Train Driver lies in that collision between the unstoppable subject and its immovable object. What Fugard has uniquely articulated for us at last, like no other playwright, is the dilemma of white guilt and its existential anguish; the counterintuitive truth that we are responsible for the destruction we cause but over which we have no control.

Photo: Igor Polzenhagen

The Flipside @ The Baxter Theatre is a new performance venue (with 216 seats) in the backstage area of the Baxter Theatre. Remix Dance Company, which celebrates their 10th year this year, will initiate the space with their latest work entitled Lovaffair.

Remix aim to bring together more and more differently-abled performers (some of them are wheelchair dependent) onto South African stages and to develop integrated dance locally. They recognise that each person’s body holds their personal as well as their social history. The company seeks, through its work, to simultaneously entertain, educate, and challenge attitudes and policies in the human rights area, in particular, social and cultural attitudes towards dance, gender and disability. Audience development within the disabled communities where access is difficult is a particular concern.

The five-member, full-time company comprises Malcolm Black, Lee-anne Meyer, Nadine Mckenzie, Andile Vellem and Marlin Zoutman. Ina Wichterich-Mogane directs Lovaffair, with Nadine Mckenzie as assistant to the director; choreography is by the company. Adding another dimension are actor, director and composer Bongile Mantsai and performer Chuma Sopotela.

Remix has built a good reputation for innovative and quality work, and several of their productions can be regarded as groundbreaking for South Africa.

Photo: Christine Gouws

Young playwright Nicholas Spagnoletti has made a notable debut with London Road, his first fully produced play (and a nice coup too to have Lara Bye direct).

As someone who lived for a while in the actual London Road in Sea Point, and watched it almost disintegrate in the 1990s and then regenerate, I can vouch for the veracity of the work. The text is a pleasant mix of inventive comedy and tragedy, familiar and resonant for many local theatre patrons.

In a series of short vignettes (the entire duration is just under 60 minutes), it charts the friendship to fruition of two unlikely soul mates brought together by their determination to triumph over circumstance: Rosa (Robyn Scott), a young, illegal immigrant and drug peddler, and Stella (Ntombi Makhutshi), a lonely, elderly Jewish widow whose family has emigrated.

Although Makhutshi gives a fine, nuanced, and well-judged performance, Scott tends to dominate, mostly because the script is unbalanced; Rosa is far more realised as a role. Scott is as always reliably comic (Rosa would fit in perfectly as one of NBC TV’s The Golden Girls), yet touchingly vulnerable as the frailties of age overtake her character. The characters themselves are fresh; the scenario novel yet quite plausible; and Spagnoletti has both a good ear for dialogue and a camp sense of humour.

Overall, it is one of the better straight play texts (in the sense that it is a dramatic dialogue for actors) seen in a while in Cape Town. This is indeed promising new work.

http://www.outtheboxfestival.com/

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In Cape Town, it seems just as one festival ends, another starts; incontrovertible proof of an indomitable creative spirit and a vibrant artists’ community. Moreover, a number of these festivals are breaking new ground and staging works in the very vanguard of the arts.

The Out the Box festival, which consists of an adult, family and film programme, as well as workshops and talks, has moved from September (a month itself filled with art events, such as the unique and only one of its kind in the world, Voorkamer performing arts festival) to March, where it is in good company with the pioneering Infecting the City public arts festival.

Out the Box (OTB) focuses on ‘visual performance’, on collaborative and experimental works that dissolve the boundaries between performance and visual art. Several of the works are site specific. Included in the line-up for the Adult Festival this year are international performance artists and contemporary dancers: Duda Paiva (Netherlands) with Angel; Edna Jaime (Mozambique) with her provocative work (Eu) peca de terra-II; Baba Yaga Theatre (Denmark) with Inua; Benjamin Vandewalle (Belgium) with Skindsideout. From Tel Aviv, Israel, comes The Avital Dvory Visual Theatre Company’s magical realist piece Tranquila, integrating theatre, circus arts, puppetry, clowning and music. The organizers are quick to add that they support “peace through cultural exchange” and “do not host artists as a political statement . . . we are in negotiations with Palestinian puppeteers to attend OTB in 2011”.

Among the local works are Quack!, Acty Tang’s Inscrutable, and Mothertongue Theatre’s The Baggage of Bags, as well as several intriguing new works by emerging theatre makers.

The festival is staged at the Baxter Theatre and in various venues on Hiddingh Campus, Orange Street.

Ticket prices are very reasonable (R35 for family festival shows) and there are various discounts and multi-pass options.

Book early at Computicket.