Dancing on your Grave

Dancing on your Grave indulges in gothic vaudeville: an hour of songs about death, sung by ghostly clowns pursuing a most pessimistic vision.

After an hour, however, the monomania starts to wear thin. Apart from the odd reflection on lives ill-lived or the pleasures of alcohol, every number rattles out the same bleak message over strummed ukuleles. The excruciating puns leaven the mood, and the dancers occasionally illustrate the stories, but Dancing on your Grave quickly settles into a miserable groove.

It is, ironically, light enough to entertain, but lacks emotional depth. As part of an evening of cabaret it would be stunning and hilarious, but it struggles to make a strong impact as a stand-alone show.

Assembly Rooms, 623 3030, until 25 Aug, 3pm, £11–£13 (£10–£12).