Patrick O’Duffy writes…

In 1970s Melbourne, Bunny met Mad-Dog in a pub and a whirlwind, drug-soaked romance was born. It was a time of cheap drugs and luxurious moustaches, of Southern Comfort and V8 Holdens, when people smuggled bread into Chinese restaurants and you could be blonde enough to never need to parallel park

In 2000s Melbourne, comedian Lisa-Skye is a girl living behind 5″ of reality-shunting Perspex, working out who she is and grappling with complexities like being sexually attracted to fire. Can her parents’ stories of Bunny and Mad-Dog teach her how to navigate her own helter-skelter, pansexual life?

Resplendent in neon hair and matching make-up and armed with all the glitter in the world, Lisa-Skye is a dynamo on stage, overflowing with dirty words and metronome beat poetry. Confident and energetic, she flits from the 70s to the modern day and back again, backing up her punchlines with audio-visual cues. In the process she talks about the process of outsourcing guilt, the scent of history (Southern Comfort and mothballs), the bubble of acceptance, driving drunk through school zones, 70s nicknames for Greek dudes and much more.

Let me be clear: this show is dangerous. It will make you want to drink Southern Comfort, take drugs, have sex and possibly travel back in time. It will make your sides and jaw hurt from laughing, and make you wonder what lessons you could draw from your parents’ adventures. An autobiographical show that could easily become self-indulgent , Songs My Parents Taught Me is instead funny, clever, occasionally confronting and ultimately joyous. Much like Lisa-Skye herself.

Lisa-Skye in Songs My Parents Taught Me is on at The Tuxedo Cat, Mon-Tue 8.30pm, Thu-Sat 8.30pm, Sun 7.30pm until April 21st.

You can visit Patrick O’Duffy’s website or follow him on twitter: @patrickoduffy.

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