I had the great fortune of seeing When the Sex is Gone a couple of nights ago as part of the Adelaide Fringe 2010. A recommendation from a friend (thanks, Jo!), the one-man cabaret show tells the tale of a broken-hearted hermaphrodite living with two distinct (and rather uncomprimising) personalities: first, there is Charlie Martini, the washed up stripper with a difference, and then Alastair Estaire, a foul-mouthed boxer with a sweeter side. Tommy Bradson’s ability to switch between personalities is impressive, and his vocal talent, especially in the higher registers, is unmissable.
It has been so long since I’ve seen any live theatre or cabaret, I left feeling really inspired – not just to go out see more but to be more productive myself. I really miss performing (musically) so I’m thinking that perhaps it’s time to make the effort to travel some more and reconnect with some of the artists and musicians I’ve lost to the eastern states. Either way, I’m grateful for the inspiration.
