Reviews

It’s 20 years since we fell under the spell of Riverdance. The charm of Bill Whelan’s Celtic score for a small group of traditional musicians, the simplicity of the cultural costumes, the spiritual story of how the river takes the dance to the ocean and across the sea, coupled with the “Clannad” like harmonies of the songs, was breathtaking. And then there was the dancing, such dancing…and the charisma and talent of Michael Flatley. Such was his flair that we didn’t care at all that he wasn’t Irish, but a Chicago-born American.

The sensational performer Joana Simmons proves there can never be too much g’day in cabaret. Simmons reinvigorates this traditional art form with a wonderfully playful and provocative celebration of Australiana. The energy and physicality of the show will astound you and sweep you away. The audience participation is expertly timed and engaging without being confronting. Her take on some staunch Aussie stereotypes will have you in stitches, and she makes expressions such as ‘grouse mate’ seem like music to your ears.

The Candy Topps are back at the Butterfly Club.  Kitty (Emma Clair Ford), Fifi (Jennifer Robinson) and Stella (Elenor Adams) are a self-aware retro trio (think the Andrews Sisters with spice and doubles entendres).  In matching red floral dresses that cling to their curves – another retro touch nowadays – and fascinators, they bump and grind and tease the audience.

Look down on the stage – is it a Musical, is it a Cabaret, is it a Burlesque? Well, it’s Superwoman in the form of Sheridan Harbridge, so arguably it’s all three. But why limit your enjoyment by putting a label on it at all? It’s a delicious feast of bawdy irreverence, political incorrectness, Vaudeville, filthy language, pop songs, audience interaction and deep and poignant moments wrapped up in a Birthday Party. It’s as funny as a Trevor Ashley show but with more depth (sorry Trev).