Wet – the show previously known as Pussy – will open your mind with a sexy selection of poetry, dance, comedy, commentary, sketch, and song.

Opening with alliterative assonance, a projected pout performs a poem about the etymology of pussy, leading naturally to a hilarious lesson in anatomical history and horrendously gendered medical mismanagement.

An intoxicating keyboard/vocal performance utilises clitoral chord progressions to explore the ignorance of misguided men, the perils of Sigmund Freud, and societal fear surrounding female pleasure. The musical offerings of Wet will amuse, educate, arouse, and astound; not necessarily in that order. Later in the show, a song to make you cry is followed by a letter for all mothers, leaving few dry eyes in the audience.

This show quotes Simone de Beauvoir and comments on the situation of women in bygone and modern contexts, driving more than a few points home as performers undress their expressions of raw vulnerability.

Wave particle duality and the double slit experiment (as you’ve never heard them described before) lead to a subversive embodiment of Schrödinger's infamous box. Add some candles, erotic literature, and a couple of sex toys, and… well, you’ll just have to see for yourself.

Titillating, intelligent, empowering, and honest, Wet will leave you with a “deep, menopausal fever for more.”