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“It doesn't remember who liked it... who didn't like it... it just remembers that it was”

Aux.La.More is an intimate storytelling and dance performance by Kara Nolte – and she has such a presence on stage. The way she tells her story and explains the way dance has allowed her to express herself is disarming and at the same time very comfortable.

I found myself wrapped up in the way she moved and tumbled and was marionetted on the dance floor – the way her suit jacket trailed behind her. She'd dance to a piece of music, and then she'd...

I'm trying to think of a good comparison here. Windy Wynazz is – like a volcano of energy. Like a sexually obsessed teenager in hotpants. Like a lace-legged fire tornado.

When I walked into the theatre the first thing I saw were a pair of shapely legs in fishnet stockings bent over their owners' body in classic autofellatio pose, feet spilling over onto the first step of the audience gallery. The lady herself. She popped up from the floor like an excited emo fountain of nervous energy and showed people to the front rows – ushering people away from what she called...

Frank: To Be Frank is a hilarious performance put on by the Fran Frimself. Frank is charismatic and talented – the greatest thing since cable tv, he takes water and turns it into golden water – the crossdressing showstopper himself – FRANK!

The show was awesome. I was laughing embarassingly hard the whole time. Frank draws the audience into hilarious anti-comedy, getting us to clap for shitty synth drumbeats and constant reappearances onstage. He beat an audience member in a game of name that song that I suspect may have been rigged; he double boob-edly held a beer and then drank said beer...

It was the dawn of time…” So begins Adam Patemans thoroughly delightful Alone in the Universe.  With a series of increasingly neurotic mute living tableux, Pateman takes us through the history of humankind, from the primordial ooze, to newborn babies, to ...