Harry Clayton-Wright

Edinburgh Festival Fringe. So Long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen...

That awkward moment when you have to say goodbye and there isn't a family of singing Von Trapp children to help you.

It's over. O.V.A.H. But what a month it has been. August is one big blur of shows, lack of sleep and rather amazing occurrences. We're pinching ourselves quite a lot. Did that really just happen? Have we actually understood? This weird quirk we've tried to suppress or hide, is a talent that could help us meet The Hamiltons… Okay, yes those are lyrics loosely borrowed from The Wizard And I, but it felt so relevant. We've been swanning around, meeting the coolest people, taking in more shows than anybody should in their whole life expectancy and drinking far too much. It's been a total pleasure. The highlight of the whole experience has to be the In Bed with… video interviews we've been able to conduct, purely because it gave us reason to get back into bed, and of course, chat with performers who are really cool.

The final week was a lot more relaxed than the others. We took a trip to St Andrews and decided that's where we'd like to live in the future. Potential husband, take note. But a massive thank you must go to Nicola Roberts who provided the soundtrack to the entire summer. We paraded around Edinburgh in a floral tea towel and leopard print knickers pretending to be in the Lucky Day video at every available opportunity.

So yeah, it's all over. There's not as many shows to write about in this post, thank goodness, but we did see a few and here they are:

Bluebeard: A Fairytale For Adults - Underbelly
Possibly the most innovative show we saw at the festival. Gadgets and gizmos aplenty helped Milk Presents tell this dark and seductive story, with things like pedal power to help and the best use of an OHP we've ever seen. There was so much that was right about this. It's exciting to see young people doing something that is of a much higher standard than those who are way more established. Inventive staging and a real visual feast, the performances will naturally mature and become more solid, but what a way to debut.

Drags Aloud - Underbelly
If you're a fan of drag, which we so blatantly are, then of course you'd enjoy this. Three Australian drag queens in more ridiculous costumes than you could shake a stick at. Musical numbers were broken up by video clips and interesting monologues. We can't write about our experience of this show without the real treat that we were privileged to. We had a nip slip. Yeah, that's what we're talking about.

Dusk Rings A Bell - Assembly George Square.
Beautiful set, gorgeously lit, moving subject matter and great performances from both Paul Blair and Abi Titmuss. Yeah, you read that correctly. That was a really nice surprise. It's the story of a woman who goes back to the beach house she hasn't visited since childhood to retrieve the note she wrote to herself. The story takes us on a funny and poignant journey when, by chance, she meets someone from her past. It's a fearless production that also confronts a really hard-hitting issue in a very interesting way.

Craig Hill: Blown By A Fan…! - Cow Barn
Mincing on stage to a Lady Gaga song as the introduction really set the tone of the show. Craig Hill is a Scottish comedian who mostly tells jokes about Scotland. There's nothing wrong with that, it's just that we didn't get most of it because we're not local. It wasn't aimed at us. The crowd were predominately Scots though and they loved it.

Paul Foot: Still Life - Underbelly
There aren't enough words in any available language to describe Paul Foot. It's an experience unlike any other. We just watched in pure amazement. Genius personified, Paul Foot is surreal and hilarious. It was the best possible way to close the festival. End on a high. The show is going on tour from September and if you like your humour a little bit weird and brilliant, then you should definitely go and see him in action.

So it's back to normality now. Edinburgh Festival Fringe, you've been beautiful. Until next time…

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