
Hopefully, time is on your side to get caught in the crossfire hurricane of A Riff on Keef: The Human Myth, Benito Di Fonzo’s loose swinging jam on the now venerable wild man of rock, Keith Richards.

Overall this is a unique and fascinating show, and director Jay James Moody shows a skillful knowledge of the material and a deft hand with character.

Dinkum Assorted has so much energy. Energy that comes from the characters. The desperate energy of survival, the joyful energy of youth, the determined energy of women who are fighting together to maintain a life that is worth living.

Overall I wasn’t quite sure what I was meant to be seeing. Was it a vehicle to entertain family and friends of the choir? A preview to gain support for a full staging? A vehicle to showcase some fine voices from a multiplicity of genres?

Cock, Coca-Cola and Cocaine. Quinoa, QANTAS and Krispy Kreme. Krauts, cops and killing.

Under the direction of Megan Spindle, the stories engage us with the feminine as we might never have seen it before and the vagina; beautiful, violent, sexy, awkward and gorgeous.

You can try as you might to not like it, but resistance is futile, because CATS is a wondrous thing. It is such an indefatigable torrent of superb choreographic dexterity, theatrical inventiveness and musical joie de vivre that I defy anyone to leave the theatre without a smile on their face.