Review – Scotch and Soda
This is the show that will define the upper echelon of this year’s Fringe; miss it at your peril.
This is the show that will define the upper echelon of this year’s Fringe; miss it at your peril.
Like Avatar or Inception, Pacquola’s show will make more sense while you’re there than it does afterwards; unlike Avatar or Inception, you’ll leave with a newfound appreciation for the storage of healing crystals in one’s bra.
I wished I could have lived in Michael’s world for a bit longer, but unfortunately we all have to grow up some time.
Sirens fill the tent, calling a wild-haired angel onto the stage ready to bring on the party of eternity – you know you are in for a good night.
With some thirty plus circus shows on offer at this year’s Fringe, it can be a daunting task choosing which to go and see.
You’re empowered to be involved. Encouraged to yell, distract, and shout whatever you please to the comedian on stage.
All in all, this was a wonderful show with beautifully sung melodies. If you’re looking for an hour of family friendly entertainment with no musical instruments, no foul language and definitely no male nudity, then The Magnets is a group not to miss this year.
[Etypejazz] will definitely make you want to tap your toes, clap your hands or click your fingers, or even sing along if you’re old enough to remember the originals.
Open your tattered, dog-eared Fringe guide and you’ll see there is far more comedy in the Festival than anything else… But we must all remember that we can have a bit of slap with our tickle, and tickling our funny bone is as good a reason as any to also catch some high quality burlesque.
Then Kate began to share her story… What was moving was not just the songs but hearing of the love, joy, heartache and pain behind each song that made it all the more special.
Singing along is expected at their shows, and how could you not want to when they sing about give-way signs or single’s night at the supermarket. (Yes, they’ve written songs about these things.)
Don’t miss out on an opportunity to see Dan Sultan. His Fringe visit was a one-night-only experience, but his tour will continue for the next few weeks and this is an experience to remember.
On the whole his material tended toward the refreshingly intimate, but these bits about illness abutted somewhat awkwardly with the occasional political outburst more in line with his public or television persona.
Death of a Sails-Man follows sensibly in the chronology of Simmons’s material, and could possibly be argued to be a relatively safe show for the comic, though admittedly the word has little meaning given the context.
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