Review – Sticky Feet
So, this show is pretty much exactly what the Fringe is about. A group of young artists bringing audiences something off-the-wall but utterly real.
So, this show is pretty much exactly what the Fringe is about. A group of young artists bringing audiences something off-the-wall but utterly real.
Ensorceled, entranced, utterly engaged; the audience was moved to a well-earned standing ovation.
I’ve seen Michael Bowley a few times over the years; he’s always been pretty excellent but his current show happily strays into outright uproariousness.
Put on your robe and wizard hat, because the brothers from Shaolin Punk have come to the Fringe to weave some improvisational comedy magic.
In the modern digital age, Jazz kinda gets a bad rap sometimes. Perhaps it’s too intrinsically linked with the time and place of its genesis and rise to prevalence, so people don’t always have an open mind. But is that how you want to think? Don’t be that guy: see some quality local jazz with Iridium.
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