Yeti’s Demon Dive Bar | Circus Theatre, Perth Cultural Centre | Until Sat 6 Feb | ★ ★ ★ ★
Fringe World’s hottest new pop-up bar is super underground. Like pits-of-hell underground. Like owned and operated by a mythical beast underground. It’s bloody good. (Just don’t show up expecting service – you’ll only get sprayed in the face with tequila.)
Inside, you’re instantly transported to weird. Your hosts Frankie Doom and Furious Fang (who above ground run under the moniker of Eastend Cabaret) are a couple of cranks who’ll make you laugh, gasp and slightly moisten with their cat-suits and clishmaclaver.
A host of found-object characters – including a walking monobrow, a disembodied yet virile head and a band of hallucinating nuns like Sister Act on acid – serenade patrons with irreverent songs about faith and ejaculation (kinda the same thing if you think about it).
If you know the TV show ‘The Mighty Boosh’ you may, at times, feel walloped in the face with the Booshy-ness of it all. From the forest romps to the spaced out flashbacks, Yeti’s almost loses its head from nodding in that direction. But it works. The songs are hilarious, it’s delightfully random and you just can’t argue with a masturbating pile of mops.
Some patrons will walk away wondering what Yeti’s is all about. And the answer is, probably nothing. It’s pure, glorious nonsense. There’s no inspirational message, no moral at the end of the story to apologise for all the dirty bits. All you get is a steaming nun scalp full of hot juicy funk. Amen!
Carmen Reilly
