On Sunday, 15 February, I sat inside the Artscape Theatre Centre to watch From Hanover Street. I expected entertainment. I did not expect to be undone.
This was never a casual theatre night for me. My parents and extended family were among the thousands forcibly removed from District Six after 11 February 1966, when the apartheid government declared the area white under the Group Areas Act. Homes were destroyed. Businesses collapsed. Identity fractured.
When the lights dimmed, I carried inherited memory into that auditorium.
A Tribute To Hanover Street
From Hanover Street is a musical tribute to District Six, once a culturally rich working-class neighbourhood known for its diversity, music and resilience.
The production celebrates the golden era of Hanover Street. Jazz spills from doorways. Neighbours gather on stoeps. Corner cafés hum with conversation. Through music and dramatic storytelling, the show moves from joy to devastation, tracing the forced removals and the heartbreak that followed.
Yet it refuses to end in sorrow. It honours a community that refused erasure.
Under the creative guidance of Emo Adams, Loukmaan Adams, Jody Abrahams and Allistair Izobell, the production feels deeply personal. Every note carries lived experience.

Music As Memory
The soundtrack blends jazz, ghoema rhythms and classic Cape sounds. At times, the theatre felt less like a formal venue and more like a reunion. Laughter rolled freely. Applause erupted mid-song.
Then came the moment that stilled the room.
Archival footage appeared on screen. The unmistakable voice of the late Taliep Petersen filled the theatre as he sang Queen of Hearts. The silence that followed felt sacred.
This was not simple nostalgia. It was a collective remembrance.
I glanced at David Kramer, who had recently been awarded the Freedom of the City. Pride was visible on his face.
Pain And Pride In Equal Measure
The production does not soften the brutality of forced removals. Families uprooted. Homes marked for demolition. Communities scattered.
I saw my parents in those scenes. I recognised the quiet dignity they carried despite the losses.

Yet the show celebrates humour, fashion, faith and fierce belonging. It honours artists who keep the memory of District Six alive.
Technically, the production is seamless. Strong vocals. Tight choreography. Thoughtful staging. Effective multimedia use.
What lingers, though, is the emotional honesty.
As I left the Artscape, I felt heavy and grateful. Heavy because 1966 never feels distant. Grateful because this story continues to be told.
From Hanover Street is more than a musical. It is remembrance. For families like mine, it is also healing.


