Go get those asthma-inducing, dusty boxes down from the attic. It's that time of year again to mutilate our homes with plastic string and drawing pins. Its time for TRIMMINGS
Join BopaRhys as they guide you through this raucous yuletide celebration. This show champions all the little things that make this time of year so special. There'll be ballads to advent calendars, sonnets about crackers and there'll be figgy pudding or two.
Now is a time of year to forget those who have wronged us. To forget that the world is burning. To forget that we are ruled by a lizard oligarchy class. To forget that Boris Johnson gets laid more than you.
Let's turn ourselves to messages of hope.
This is a cabaret for all those who've had a shit year, and sometimes need some twinkly lights, a pumpkin spice latte and a little wander around John Lewis christmas department to actually feel something.
Award winning songstress and comedienne BopaRhys shares some personal stories from Christmas past, and belts some of your festive favourites. Expect;
- Sexy Turkeys
- Sexy Snowpeople
- Sexy Stockings
- Sexy Carols
- Sexy Nativity
As we all journey into deepest darkest winter, come join in a small, sweaty basement as we sing, laugh and cry our way through the ending of this year and off into the next.
“Natural performer and adept storyteller… Raw, at times aggressive, but always heartfelt.”
★★★★★ Edinburgh Festival Mag
“Truthful, friendly, authentic.. Land of My Fathers is a tender and communal experience which definitely shouldn’t be missed.”
★★★★★ Voice Magazine
“A highly enjoyable hour in the company of a very funny man.”
★★★★ British Theatre.com
“He’s an easy-going performer, always ready with a raised eyebrow and a knowing look.”
★★★★ The Stage