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LIZA PULMAN SINGS STREISAND. Buxton Festival 22 July

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Sarratt Festival 19 September 2025

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Pulman may look bright and beautiful and demure, but she knows how to wield a flick-knife

Clive Davis, The Times

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Bewitches us with sheer vocal virtuosity and emotional expression

British Theatre

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Incredible performances of classic numbers... delivered with humour, grace and class

Theatre Weekly

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The love child of Neil Diamond and Barbra Streisand

Suzy Klein, BBC Radio 3 In Tune

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Liza Pulman is a critically acclaimed singer, actress and comedienne.

Her eclectic career has taken her from Glyndebourne Opera to London’s West End and her work as one third of the legendary British satirical song-writing trio Fascinating Aida has seen her perform all over the world.

Her extensive solo career, in particular her show Streisand, has established her as a unique concert performer winning hearts and plaudits for her astonishing vocals and natural storytelling.

 

 

 

‘Quite simply, superb… Liza Pulman is a force of nature’ ★★★★★ British Theatre

 

Pulman may look bright and beautiful and demure, but she knows how to wield a flick-knife   The Times ★★★★

 

“The love child of Neil Diamond and Barbra Streisand” Suzy Klein, BBC Radio 3 In Tune

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Liza Pulman

3 days ago

Liza Pulman
LOVE this song so much ❤️There’s nothing quite like wrapping your vocal cords and your ears around these notes and the gaps between them. It’s always such a pleasure to perform. This is @joe_atkins and I in rehearsals for @buxtonfestival where we’ll be joined by my amazing band on July 22nd. Can’t wait! It’s a joyous night of wonderful @barbrastreisand songs and tho we’d need a whole residency to sing ALL of the songs she’s ever recorded, we have a choice selection of some of the all time greats and some of the less well known ones too. Barbra and Buxton - what’s not to like?!! 🤩 #livemusic #streisand #musictheatre #buxton #derbyshire #fascinatingaida #comedy #michellegrand ... See MoreSee Less

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Liza Pulman

1 week ago

Liza Pulman
On this day, twenty years ago, I hopped onto a piccadilly line train at Wood Green and it kind of changed my life a bit. A real “Sliding Doors” moment. It’s not something I particularly think about or spend a great deal of time talking about, but it happened and this year feels different. When you live in London you have your routines don’t you? Your little tells. Everyone knows which station to get off at if you want the quickest change to another line, which end to be at so that you’re closest to the stairs or the exit and everyone knows where to stand to give them the best chance of getting a seat on a busy train on a Thursday morning. For me, at Wood Green, my best hope was always to walk down the platform to the very front of the train as most people would cram together in the centre whilst the front remained inexplicably empty. On the morning of July 7th, 2005, I was late, the train was late, the gates at the entrance to the tube had been closed and so when they opened up again, I bolted down the escalator just as the train was coming into the station. With no time to head to the front to employ my usual seat grabbing brilliance, I leapt onto the over-crowded carriage in front of me. The third carriage. As I say, a “Sliding Doors” moment. The bomb was in the first. What I learnt about myself during those 20 or so minutes down there in the darkness would change the course of my life. Facing things that I had never expected to face, I discovered that in a crisis I was a much more capable person than I had thought I was, that I was a calmer and more sensible person than I’d thought I was and that I was a braver person than I thought I was. That last one was important, that one was the game-changer. No one really knew what to do, we had no previous, and so when we finally did make it out of the tunnel and up into the light, we all sort of wandered off, those of us that were lucky enough to be able to do so. The story is a long and winding one and involves me, face covered in soot, clothes once white now grey, walking from Kings Cross station to the top of the Holloway Road to meet my mum and my then husband, David. I had taken some video footage on my new phone and David mailed it into the channel 4 news and before we knew it, it was being shown all around the world. I don’t have that footage now, weirdly it’s not something you want to keep so that you can look back at it every now and again or show it at dinner parties. I also wrote about my experience in a piece that was published in the Guardian just a few days later and like the film, its not something I’ve looked at since I wrote it 20 years ago, but yesterday I did and it made my heart race and my stomach flip. Twenty years on and I live in Cornwall, I drive a car, I have a new husband (2nd time is great!) I make my own shows, I spend a lot of time in a van with two wonderful women, I have amazing friends and I try to remind myself every day that I am a brave person because every day I forget and every day, it seems, requires some form of courage, some fortitude. And tonight, maybe I’ll have a glass of wine and watch “Sliding Doors” and remember how lucky I am. ... See MoreSee Less
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