Review – The Dead Ones
In The Dead Ones, Margie Fischer tells in fragments a story of family, culture, work, life and loss.
In The Dead Ones, Margie Fischer tells in fragments a story of family, culture, work, life and loss.
Joanne Shaw Taylor loves guitar, and you can tell. Her influences include Jimi Hendrix and she’s played with BB King, and you can tell.
Physical comedy is a bit of a poisoned chalice. Audiences have largely come to accept that jugglers are for children and adults are only meant to enjoy bitter, observational stand-up.
When I walked in to see the protagonist displaying her pointe skills, I thought I was at the wrong show. But no, I was in the right place – the ballet was just an initial peek into Frances’ life as a control freak.
With her twangy character-filled rock voice, Dimitra is an Australian answer to 90s Alanis Morissette and 70s Bonnie Tyler.
“Mud Mud Glorious Mud” and “Gnu” were freakin’ top of the pops between sixty and seventy years ago but they hold up well over time as completely ridiculous songs.
Let the Songeliers serenade you with their three part vocal harmonies and regale you with tales of love, friendship and wine over wine tastings at the Rundle Street Universal Wine bar.
The ‘M’ seems to be for mime in this non-verbal show.
All in all it was an entertaining show, but tits and ass usually is. In this case however the aforementioned tits and asses belonged to some very smokin’ hot and talented ladies.
Every Monday and Thursday night of the month long Fringe Festival, the crew from The Swing Sesh, are running beginner classes in swing dancing.
The concept is a good one and I imagined these 3 young girl sitting around their living room excitedly plotting their Fringe show some months ago.
Marcel Lucont masks his comedic material via a French caricature. It’s like watching Gabriel Gaté not cook anything.
When Marcel Lucont staggers on stage sneering arrogantly from above his turtle neck sweater, clutching a glass of wine and fresh from a Ménage à trois with two beautiful women, he seems instantly familiar.
Trygve Wakenshaw is Squidboy: a curious created who lives in the world of his imagination.
The show is called Every Breath – The Music of Sting and I guess this led me down the garden path of false expectations. Those expectations being, songs of Sting in his life as the front man of The Police.
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