HOTS ON FOR NOWHERE
Okay so I admit, it was my first time.
In case you haven’t yet gone all the way and seen FLESHTONE,this is what you are in store for:
flashing lights, full body gyration, glow in the dark neon bikinis and elaborate
pulsating choregraphy and wacky props.
Uber- sexualized Flash Gordon? Who knows, all I know is I felt like Susan Sarandon
in Rocky Horror Picture in Frank-N-Furter’s bedroom (simeltaneously delighted and
strangely horrified).
Neil’s counter balanced this intensity with dramatic sing alongs with
awkward costumes and excessive smashing and breaking, dancing spewing blood
from a plastic baby and spray bottle.
One the most rewarding things about Neil Medlyn’s performance last night is how
much enjoysteasing and mercilessly jerking his audience around on an
emotional rollercoaster.
