With dark red velvet hanging from the walls, subdued lighting and wooden benches there is a sense of decadent opulence in the Bosco theatre tonight, which even before the acts start transports you to a magically ethereal and ephemeral reality in which anything could happen.
It is into this strange little bubble of unreality that Meow Meow crashes. Staggering her way through the audience and getting them to undress her as she goes. And thats if shes not got them acting as porters for all her luggage.
50% Patsy Stone, 50% Liza Minnelli and 50% Marlene Dietrich, Meow Meow is definitely 150% diva. Enchanting and hypnotic when singing, sinister and unpredictable when not. Highlights of the show include noisy audience members being pulled up on stage to become part of the act, and crowd surfing that leaves a little Meow Meow on everyone involved.
A stunning singing sensation and multimedia experience (its in her contract, so she has to do it she explains). In fact she really cant really be bothered to do the show but they threatened to sue if she didnt. Be glad they did!
Songs from around the world performed only the way a diva can. Keep quiet if you dont want to be dragged up to be part of it.
