The acts in this cavalcade of burlesque come fast and furious: one moment a slimmed-down Divine lookalike and a bevy (I think that’s the right collective noun) of muscle boys are fan dancing to INXS, the next Evil Monkey Man is in your very lap thrusting his nether regions towards your poor, innocent face (memo to self: next time I go to see them, don’t sit in the front row). It’s as much fun as any show I’ve seen in years – they say they’re planning to visit Brighton in the near future so I’d warmly advise readers to pester them to make good on their promise.
Described by its compere as ‘a little bit of butch with a fuck load of camp on the side‘ the Australian troupe serve up a feast of incredible acrobatics, balancing acts, eye-dazzling costumes and a naughty schoolboy being slightly inappropriate with a banana. It’s all sweet-natured fun with even the drag compere being sharp-tongued without having a shred of cruelty. Some acts provoke gasps of amazement at feats of contortion, while others are hard not to admire for their sweetly innocent smut. Though it does have one gag – and reader, I nearly did – which might be a bad-taste special effect too far. By way of explanation we’re informed that ‘one traumatising experience is included in the ticket price’.
Too many highlights to list but I particularly liked a demented Nana Mouskouri, a man cavorting athletically in a birdbath, and yes, the handsome naughty schoolboy (though if the police are reading this, I liked it purely for the right reasons).
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