‘Floozy’ - a show about moving to the UK and turning into a sickly Victorian child - is more than just a connected collection of songs and witty observations. It contains a cure for anxiety (just stop it, you’re fixed) and meth jokes that are actually funny.

Immediately captivating (think sparkles and swear words), Jamie Mykaela’s classy aesthetic contrasts with her potty mouth. She opens with uncouth authenticity in the form of fingering-jokes and pre-emptive apologies. Her comedy is accompanied by songs constructed with ukulele, electric guitar, and a truly impressive range of high notes.

Jamie Mykaela’s reflections on isolation and perceived rejection are decorated with perceptive humour and emotional depth. At one point, she expresses rage with a dark cabaret vibe and poetic lyrics, using the angriest of open chord combinations.

Some topics become emotionally charged towards the end, but the vibe is resurrected by a well-placed punk cover. Jamie Mykaela’s irreverent observations express amusing Aussie takes on UK culture. Every joke lands on its feet, even the ones that probably didn’t go down so well in the optometrist’s office.

Jamie Mykaela is original, hilarious and entrancing, with a powerful voice and chronic honesty. Her wittily-written and impressively-performed show ‘Floozy’ is Aussie comedy-cabaret at its sharp-tongued finest.