More Fringing

Yesterday had a bit of a Fringe Fest, seeing two performances in about 5 hours.

Here Lies Love was the first event for the night ... which was basically advertised as a musical about Imelda Marcos. I think the word 'musical' was used a bit loosely. Nusical to me means sets, costumes, people singing a story. There was a band, two singers & a narrator in a production which closely resembled an amatuer karaoke night. The singers moved their microphones backwards & forwards, depending on who was singing the lead, and several times the narrator stopped the band just as they were about to launch into a song "just a minute, I need a minute" to check something on his music stand ... I dunno, like what chord he was supposed to play or something.
Anyway - despite the amatuerish-ness of it, the story told was very interesting.

After a quick dinner at Ying Chow, we saw Scottish-Indian comedian Danny Bhoy. Not bad - funny stuff, but I think a few too many people had been raving about him, so I was a little disappointed that I wasn't rolling around laughing by the end of it.

But the choice of venue for Danny Bhoy was interesting - the Freemason's Hall on North Terrace. The Freemasons are some secret society . I found it interesting that a supposedly secret society would have a *massive* hall in the middle of Adelaide city. Although having said that, I never knew that the hall was there until yesterday.
If anyone has seen that Simpsons episode where Homer joins the Stonecutters secret society ... I was imagining that the hall was where they did all their initiation ceremonies "Crossing the Desert", "The Unblinking Eye" and of course "the Paddling of the Swollen Ass...With Paddles".