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Adelaide Fringe Review – Luna Eclipse’s Adult-ish

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To loosely paraphrase Lyle Lanley from The Simpsons – a die-hard Fringe performing showbo in a 9-5 job is a little like the mule with a spinning wheel. No one knows how they got it and danged if they know what to do with it.

 

Such is our understanding when Luna Eclipse takes to the La Boheme stage to convey her perilous decision to pursue a normal job, good accounting practices and the trappings of regular domesticity. Having artistically hip parents, one could pass this off as teenage rebellion if it wasn’t for the fact she is a decade too late for that.

 

The biggest difficulty I have in talking about the show is that it is very hard to describe without disclosing very important revelations about our comedic muse. There is a certain amount of time, place & circumstance about the show as it is, that any pre-knowledge would ruin the emotional empathy we have for her journey from hazelnut spread delirium to computational device rage.

 

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I can say there is music, burlesque, comedy (the most hilariously expressive eye movements in the business) and what I will describe as an audience participatory IVF game. I will also say that this is another highly citable example of an Australian burlesque aristocrat who is raising the bar by making a very personal story fit for the stage. In a world where burly-vaudeville is becoming as spontaneous as competitive ballroom dancing, Adult-ish is a drunken conga line with a limbo pole.

 

That should be reason enough to get a ticket for the remaining performances. See if she is still gainfully employed by the end of the week – anything could happen!

Posted by Jonathan on Feb 28th 2016 | Filed in Burlesque,Cabaret,Culture,People,Reviews | Comments (0)

Adelaide Fringe Review – Love, Loss & Latte’s

 

 

 

Love, Loss & Latte’s will linger like the flavours of a fine single origin roast, carefully ground and extracted at the perfect temperature.

A mixture of callisthenic movement, dance, aerial circus and monologue – Missy takes us on her personal journey with the roasted bean soup many of us love, maybe rely upon. And the point well-made is that everyone in modern society has a relationship with coffee – whether as a lover or an avoider. But it is inescapable, ubiquitous, both overtly and subtly punctuating waking moments of the world around us. Even in a society which forgoes their relationship with alcohol – coffee is the forgivable sin.

But it is both remedy and poison.

Coffee can be both an aid to endurance during our years of study, as it was for Missy’s, but it can also accentuate our very restlessness and our dissatisfaction. That difficult balance is expertly explored on a vertical pole, a cup of joe being expertly balanced upon outstretched appendages as Missy performs manoeuvres requiring a degree of muscle strength and anatomical prowess well beyond any initial illusion of her diminutive frame.   Even planted upon her head – always on her mind, even if unconsciously- it is ever present as she picks up the pieces of her life around her, this paradoxical movement & stillness frequently the utopian relationship we may strive for.

But withdrawal from this liquid life’s staff is no easy matter. The cravings and debilitation are palatable in Missy’s primal movements. If a cup of strong, black coffee was trying to beguile me – I’m sure it would also be speaking in seductive German and sounding like Blixa Bargeld over post-rock noisescapes. Upon the aerial silks, the long slow climb to detoxed functionality is marked with sine-wave crests and troughs, jaw dropping somersaults and spins being performed before us as she clutches on by the barest of handhold and foot bind. The metaphor of addiction has ever been thus.

But when the coffee is good, and the mind-body axis is prepared, it is the catalyst to creativity and productivity. To making good art, innovation– even fixing the world’s problems. Or just your own. Mental clarity at its sharpest, finding ourselves in that slipstream of mental flight. Much like Missy on a suspended aerial ring, not grappling desperately at the device swinging before us, but at one with it. She majestically moves, contorts, slides and curves on this pendulum, but always in total freedom.

There’s a few shows left this weekend – if you are a tea drinker, come to the dark side.

Posted by Jonathan on Feb 27th 2016 | Filed in Cabaret,Culture,People,Reviews | Comments (0)

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