Boganlesque is my last Fringe show this year, and I consider it really special: 5 stars!

The addition of Boganese sauce to the usual burlesque menu leads to a rich and varied show. The large cast includes a variety of shapes, sizes, skills and (surprisingly) ages, and the co-presenters add a suitable adventure of their own. They also remind audiences of what they are in for, in case anyone is offended – something I find very unlikely.

The Latin word 'vulgus' is the equivalent of 'folk', thus 'vulgar/ity' need not be a negative.

Resonance with the people present was striking, in particular when plenty of voices answered with the end of the 'bad father joke' used when driving past a cemetery.

As an outsider, I had multiple limitations: missed some / several of the slang and references, could not see the stage floor, where a lot of the acrobatic action takes place, and even after asking the person next to me, I am not sure that the T-shirt of a Pauline Hanson character had indeed 'Nation' below ONE, as I thought there was more word play.

My enjoyment of the performance/s overcame all the above, even if my plugs hardly protected my eardrums from the high shrieks that are part of burlesque etiquette, as briefly explained to the rare newcomers at the start of the show.

My impression was of creative originality, and of a performance unlikely to be seen in any context other than FRINGE WORLD. For example, the persons usually labelled as 'stage kittens' became municipal workers who wore yellow vests with the company's name as a fictional council. As could be expected, local place names were frequently used, presumably in the context of the mythical Bogan lands.

The use of 'rude' words was not particularly extensive, whereas the range of body language added lots of colourful items, supported by props that included Vegemite (spread over skin with abandon) and toast (bitten and thrown to the audience). Overall, a show as polished as a tin of beer!