It's Thea-Skot in Here (So Take off All Your Clothes)
- Claire Sawers
- 16 August 2016
This article is from 2016
A relentlessly wacky show that raids the dressing-up box with abandon
Showing admirable dedication to the business of batshittery, Alison Thea-Skot tirelessly machine-guns out bonkers characters, maniacally laughing to herself as she draws dafter and dafter props from her dressing-up box. Cher opens the show, dressed as a Transylvanian bat that Thea-Skot has fashioned from a £3 umbrella and a pair of gloves.
Searching for logic is not the way to go with her show, instead it's a case of embracing the zany, as many in the front row do, enthusiastically clambering onto the stage to take part in shouty game-show skits, some live nude portraiture and a Lady and the Tramp tribute scene involving the romantic gobbling down of a Peperami.
She's taken full advantage of the free stationery and printing facilities in her temping job, she explains, and brought along print-outs of internet memes (is it a dog or muffin?) plus a paper kebab-hat that she dons for her Donna Kebab gospel preacher act. Throwing biscuits into the crowd, humping audience members with wild abandon and a Swedish crime drama duo called DCI Spraytits and DCI WankTalk should give an idea of what to expect. Heavy drinking beforehand might enhance the enjoyment of the studenty silliness, but it's a long haul for the sober.
Cowgatehead, until 27 Aug (not 16), 8.45pm, free.