Hey gorgeous! If you’ve made it this far you’re probably my kind of people already. I mean to get here you had to knowingly click on a link or type in a URL featuring my name – which is pretty confronting in itself – so go you! Pour yourself a wine, you deserve it. Don’t worry, I’ll wait til you’re done (I’m polite like that (which is a good enough reason to see my show, right?)) but even though you’re here, maybe you’re not sold yet. If so, fear not, for I have compiled a list, complete with 10 excellent reasons that my show is perfect for you.
You saw the 2007 film The Bucket List and which you found it endearing and inspirational, you thought “I reckon a 26 year old girl from Adelaide could do that better”
You understand that there is no science behind vision boards however you’ve read (and kind of believed) that they totally work
You have the bizarre desire to exercise some control over another person’s life (you weirdo)
You get very chatty after one drink
You don’t even need one drink to get chatty
You know what a bucket list is and the first item on yours is to write one
You have one single signature dance move that you pull out at every social occasions and sometimes just when a really good song comes on in the supermarket
You’re a generous, loving weirdo who wants to help a lost little kitten (me, I am the kitten in this scenario) find her way in this big bad world
You like to laugh (well that was a given)
You sometimes wonder if you’re alone or if everyone else is just as nuts but just not showing it…
Are you convinced yet? If I got you across the line, you can grab tickets from here but if you aren’t there yet, maybe I’m not for you (and you therefore have terrible taste!)
Adelaide’s Mad March brings people from ALL walks of life into our CBD. It’s a crazy montage of arty-farties/Clipsal car loving bogans/Adelaide Festival snobs and of course the occasional Festival Grinch! And we wouldn’t have it any other way… Which one are you?
Oh mi gawd guys, it’s over (sad face!) – but in all seriousness, I am so incredibly simultaneously sad (because this past month was one of the most incredibly amazing of my life and I never wanted it to end) and happy (because I can now get re-antiquated with my bed regularly and get started working on some new projects that I haven’t had time to even contemplate for the last month!)
So I must apologize for the lateness of my write-up; let’s just say that the final weekend of Fringe was big. The biggest. It’s Wednesday and I’m still in recovery mode – my body aches like it never has before (but that could have something to do with the gym sessions) and I’m covered in dance (drinking) related bruises. Regardless, it was all worth it.
So quickly, a summary of the shows that I managed to catch in the last week (and hold on tight because there are certainly some good moments squeezed in here…)
35) Sarah Bennetto’s Funeral – Sarah is gorgeous, funny and a little bit sassy and guess what?! She’s planning her own funeral so her friends and family don’t fuck it up! The theme held her show together incredibly well and allowed Sarah to demonstrate a really good comic range and absolutely shine! A really fun experience!
36) Elf Lyons Being Barbarella – Eeeek! I was SO excited to FINALLY see this show – I’d been wanting to see it earlier in the month and had unfortunately not been able to so I was THRILLED when she announced extra shows. I was not disappointed. Far from it – I was awe struck and inspired. She is the performer that I want to be like. Funny and affable while being incredibly engaging in a very unique manner. The show was tied up in a nice little package, flowed incredibly well and the gorgeous, charismatic Elf Lyons won over the hearts of every single audience member as most of them burst on stage for a dance with her at the end!
37) Michael Bowley Original Cynic – Another great show by a true professional. The hour of comedy was tight and well rehearsed but with plenty of room for improvisation and bouncing off the crowd. Squeezed tightly into a tiny room, the crowed buzzed with glee and seemed to revel in Bowley’s quick wit and polished performance – a little bit naughty with a single C bomb dropped, the show was approachable and fun!
38) Unsound (Festival Show) – My final review show for the 2015 festival season, you can read my full write up here but suffice to say it was a unique experience. I’ve been to an Unsound event in the past and while it’s not 100% my ‘thing’, the noise, experimental and electronic music scene is truly something to behold…
39) Alice Fraser Everyone’s a Winner – We’re all winners for having seen the show – yay! Alice is a talented performer and while this particular show felt disjointed and there were certainly aspects that needed work (the flow and rhythm really wasn’t there, which definitely distracted from her capable performance), Alice is a bubbly little ball of energy and hilarity – I would be keen to see her again in something that makes a little more sense…
SIDE NOTE – part of this show was TOTALLY ruined for me by some INCREDIBLY rude and inconsiderate audience members. A couple who were sitting next to us (I went to the show with my Mum) were talking the whole way through. I was VERY close to telling them to be quiet or just shusshing them, but I didn’t want to come off as a bitch so early on a Friday night. At one point the female got her phone out and was scrolling through the facebook feed. She is the kind of people that I want to tell to just go get fucked.
40) Storytellers Club – The same as last time but totally different – more great communicators telling entertaining stories. You can not go wrong – except that it was a little cold in the beer garden, fuck you early Autumn chill.
41) Fancy Boy Variety Show – With no idea what to expect but with glowing recommendations, I settled near the front for the hour(ish) show. It consisted of a range of sketches, most of which I found hilarious. The ones that I didn’t were still pretty good. The large majority of the audience seemed to agree, although there were certainly those who didn’t – different courses for different horses I guess (and yeah, I think that’s a saying and if it’s not….just go with me on it, okay?)
42) Lunatics (the end of it at least…) – I’m not sure that I can do this justice – the bearpit (the section where comedians allow heckling) got really real, with a few truth bombs being dropped. It was rather intense, however the mood began to lighten and the evening was rounded off with a god quality rap battle and no physical altercations – yay!
43) Le Gateau Chocolat Icons – It was Sunday afternoon and I’d just rolled out of bed “hey, tix for Le Gateau are on halftix, wanna come?” eeek, I was still at the point where I didn’t know if I could hold down water, let alone head out to a show but HEY, it’s last night. Just do it (Nike, please don’t sue me, I’m broke as fuck) – and I’m glad I did! Always a professional, the show was fun with plenty of levels and some beautiful costumes!
aka, the crazy shit that went down before, after and inbetwixt it all. I’ll start with the last Friday night – although I’m sure I’ve forgotten some stuff, this one deserves a ‘special’ mention. I was waiting at The Producers to meet my buddy Josh and the most fabulous (read: outwardly homosexual) man I’ve ever seen in my life approached me (and I’ve partied at Sydney Mardi Gras ladies and gents…). He was all like ‘omigawd you should go see a show with mah friend’ – which I couldn’t, because I was waiting for my friend.
Anyhow, he insisted on buying me a drink – and reiterating the fact that he was into dudes (like the perfectly manicured glittery nails didn’t give that away…) – so while waiting for Josh I sat down for a drink and just as I was thinking ‘I have to blog about this…’ – he called me sassy and shrieked ‘I’MA BLOG ABOUT YOU BITCH’. So great minds think alike, I guess.
When Josh showed up, there is no way my little munchkin of a buddy could be prepared at what was coming for him. Josh is straight (as far as we all know…) and all of a sudden he was the subject of desire for ‘the gayest gay man in the producers’ – (now please don’t take this the wrong way Josh) but I’m not sure he’s been hit on by a lady before, let alone a queen. I think I may have almost died of laughter – and the look of disappointment on the guys face when we FINALLY managed to convince him that Josh is straight? gold. Things were said by that guy that I’m not sure I’m ready to repeat yet but needless to say, he was keen for the D – the D that was attached to poor Josh.
Now I must discuss my Saturday night – having attended a Hens afternoon and proceeded on to my little brothers engagement party, I was in the mood to party (and commiserate that my baby bro is gonna get married before me). Both events were super fun and a rousing success so I proceeded to go back into the city to meet up with the ladies who were still henning on. We ended up at the artists bar, like any good self respecting Adelaideian on the last weekend of Fringe and proceeded to get drunkerer. At that point of the night, drunkerer had become a legitimate term. Next thing I knew I was on the dance floor of the Rhino Room, simultaneously having tequila shots and trying to sweat out all the alcohol I’d been consuming, needless to say, my efforts were fruitless in the face off $5 tequilas.
I danced hard and before we knew it, 5am had arrived. I was with two of my best friends (shouts to Rob and Moe) who I’ve known for an eternity and I couldn’t have asked for a more fun night. After only just mentioning days before that I’d never been to Adelaide institution San Georgio, I was soon seated in the 24hr Italian joint, famous for its early morning alcohol service. Shit get heavy – D&Ms (that’s deep and meaningfuls for all you foreigners) were had and I stumbled into a taxi at 6.30am.
NOW what happend in that taxi will go down in history as one of the most magical experiences of Fringe 2015. To find out more, come see one of my gigs. the written word can not do this justice – and get your mind out of the gutter, it was nothing like that – simply it was one of the funniest taxi experiences I have ever had. Come see me for more.
Closing night at the Fringe club was happiness and sadness. A fantastic festival was being closed, artists were being recognized for their amazing efforts and I was lucky to catch up with so many friends, old and new.
I’m sad but I’m inspired, Fringe 2015, you did me good xx
Eeeek it’s really only a week to go! Less, actually – and it’s been amazing, regardless of the shit things that happened over the weekend (one thing really, that we’ll get to later). First up, I’ve been lucky enough to see ten more Fringe shows since I last posted and one completely obscure Festival experience so, without further ado, here are my latest thoughts and musings on the shows I’ve seen. Oh and hey, while you’re at it you can read part one of my experience here!
25) Pop Pop – Penny Greenhalgh -This was a totally fun and interesting show to experience. I embarked on this adventure alone (the first show I’ve seen by myself this season!) and it was definitely worth it! A little bit absurd, with plenty of laughs, watching the show was like going on a little adventure! There was a guy sitting in the second row who drove me nuts though (and I don’t think I was alone) – he was just generally being pesky and heckling but Penny was an absolute pro and took it all in her stride!
26) First World Problems – Lewis Garnham and Nicholas Huntley – so this is kinda awkward to say but this show was absolutely terrible. It was the worst hour of ‘comedy’ (if you could call it that) that I have ever had to sit though – and I once had to see a show in which two women danced to pop music while pouring red paint over themselves to symbolize the sexualisation of young women in music videos. Yes, this show was worse than a badly made feminist political statement. Nahhhhh I’m just kidding. These two guys are really funny and had great connection with the crowd – working the room like they’d been doing this for years, coming to see this show was definitely a good choice.
27) 2 States of Lauren Bok and Bridget Fahey – Woo! Love it – ladies doing comedy that is hilarious regardless of the content, however when taking into account the content – it gets even better – what?! Yeah that might not make sense but what I mean is, I love the fact that they weren’t afraid to make jokes about female specific situations – pap smear anyone (no, I’m not offering, I’m just making a point). It’s true – we’re bombarded with dick jokes day in, day out but as soon as a vag joke pops up the world seems to have a mini heart attack – chill the fuck out and have a few fucking laughs with these brilliant ladies!
28) (NOT REALLY A FRINGE SHOW ACTUALLY A FESTIVAL SHOW!!!) Vampillia – So this is a show that I chose to review because this time of year is all about ‘experiencing something different’ – and different it was! Here’s the link to the review – but basically I’d been walking around all week saying ‘yeah, I’m going to see a Japanese punk band!’ – because that’s how the guide described it. They definitely weren’t what I’d describe as ‘punk’ – more like hard core and my highlight of the show was the lady in the mustard yellow crochet poncho rocking out harder than any long haired, black t-shirted burly bloke in the venue. A truly ‘different’ experience indeed!
29) Set List – I can’t believe it took me until the end of week three to get here! Stand up comedians being challenged by surprise topics – what could go wrong?! This is a show seems like it could really define a comedian and allows those with talent to really shine – Wil Anderson was an absolute highlight of the show and his effortless comfort on the stage with whatever was thrown at him was something to aspire to.
30) Maestro National Final – The national final of the impro format of Maestro was fun for audience members and the actors alike. Although I only stayed for the first hour and a half, I thoroughly enjoyed the whole thing!
31) The Comedy Ashes – Based on some cricketing thingy (apparently) the format for this show saw four Aussie comedians face off against four from the UK. All devastatingly hilarious, my face was aching at the close of the show.
32) Vanity Bites Back – ouch, this one hurt. Starting off super fun and seemingly light, this show grew to be heavy, hard hitting but ultimately memorable and brilliant. Helen Duff is a truly talented individual whose ability to make the audience feel, to take them on a journey is absolutely amazing. Tackling the tough issue of the silence surrounding anorexia, this show is so powerful – just have the tissues handy!
33) This is Not a Love Song – A sweet yet memorable piece of theatre, with some great songs thrown in there for good measure. I thoroughly enjoyed the show and have been recommending it to people ever since. The humour was subtle and lovely and the emotions were raw and realistic.
34) LunaticsBeer Garden – Shambolic but once again a great way to top off the night! 35) Sarah Benetto’s Funeral – Sarah is gorgeous, a brilliant, energetic and bubbly performer! Once again, another lady whose connection with the audience was flawless, she zipped through a number of fun characters and shared with the audience her own personal hope for her own funeral. Not necessarily the most obvious content for an hour of humour, it just goes to show that laughs can be found in the most curious of places! PHEW! A few less shows to share than last time so I took a few more words to summarise them! I’ve been having an absolute blast!
I guess I’ve got two experiences of note to share from the last few weeks – one good, one completely terrible. Let’s start with the terrible (and possibly a bit of a #firstworldproblem…)
Walking to the Fringe Club, 1.30am and I stepped one foot in ankle deep mud. Worse, I was wearing my favourite shoes – a pair of Toms (gorgeous little material beasts), so definitely not the kind of shoes that you can just ‘wash’ clean. Tipping a bottle of water on my foot did little to help – so that was that, it was time to squelch home, one foot disgustingly mud covered. I like to think everything happens for a reason – like I needed to go home and get some sleep – plus, as I was walking home I witnessed a drunk woman with washed out green hair holding a lanky, waifish guy with a look of absolute fear on his face against the wall of The Stag and trying to make out with him. I say ‘trying’ as she had pretty bad aim. She was almost making out with the wall. Maybe I should have stepped in? But I don’t think I would have stood a chance against her… The good thing? I had an awesome morning today attending a musical improv workshop – oh and I managed to get most of the mud out of my shoe – thank god for Nappisan!