GLITTERY CLITTERY: a late-night conSENSUAL party | The Gold Digger | Jan 21, 27, & 28 | ★ ★ ★ ★
‘GLITTERY CLITTERY: a late-night conSENSUAL party’ is a celebration of all things female coupled with the heaviness that (still) comes after that fact. Part history lecture, part the Year 10 Human Biology lesson you didn’t get.
The Fringe Wives Club (Rowena Hutson, Victoria Falconer-Pritchard, and Tessa Waters) invite you to what can only be compared, stylistically, to a teenage girl’s sleepover—they can all sing! They can all dance!
They’ve actually written dramatic monologues about the inevitable tyranny of Donald Trump as POTUS! (OK, these are very precocious teens. They went to fancy drama schools. Don’t worry, they’ll explain all that). And you’re going to have to indulge them until they tucker themselves out, or more likely, crash from the copious amounts of sugar they’ve evidently ingested.
Potential audience members should start boning up now on how many nerve endings the clitoris actually has before buying a ticket. This isn’t the kind of cabaret/club night/comedy show that encourages you to take a backseat while you watch glitter-soaked feminine madness unfold—in fact, these ladies won’t let you do that.
Just a few spoilers: the clitoris is really complicated, and so are women. After all, any show that begins with ritualistic chanting and climaxes with everybody (yeah, even you) dancing to Unique II’s seminal classic ‘Break My Stride’ is going to raise a few questions.
Like, what lies under what might well be the most impressive sequined jumpsuits at Fringe World 2017, nay, of all time? Shut up, The Fringe Wives Club is trying to tell you via quiz show format. What do women even want? Another spoiler: functional pockets.
If any of this sounds perplexing, good. The fragmentary tendencies of ‘GLITTERY CLITTERY: a late-night conSENSUAL party’ (cough, cowbell, cough) only serve to enhance the complex notions of femininity that these three loveable nuts are serving up. Women’s bodies are concurrently entertaining, beautiful, and smarter than any man who happened to have been sworn in as the 45th president of the United States last night.
Has there ever been a more urgent time to immerse yourself in the sort of heady, loving wisdom only offered by women late at night? I vote no.
Alyce Wilson
For tickets or more information, head to Fringe World.
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