TONIGHT: Dylan Mulvaney's new musical shows at London's (taxpayer-funded) Soho Theatre
"An ex-twink tries on a new label for size as she navigates dating, delusion and God through storytelling"
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Big news, my fellow Awokens: Dylan Mulvaney, the expert in all things woman, is in London - with a show starting today at taxpayer-funded Soho Theatre (which receives £614,582 per year from Arts Council England).
Titled FAGHAG, Mulvaney’s “new solo musical” will be inflicted on Londoners before showing at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe.
Here’s a taster:
And some dazzling rehearsal footage:
At only £23.00 a ticket, what are you waiting for?
More on Soho Theatre:
Soho Theatre's Identity Politics Extravaganza
Nowadays, whenever I see a terrible-looking show or exhibition, I can pretty much guarantee Arts Council England (ACE) has something to do with it. Case in point: the other day I was scrolling through Instagram when I saw a post by Soho Theatre. It featured a comedian joking about British colonialism.
PS: If not for the £23 ticket, I’d feel the strong urge to attend and yell from the audience “He’s a man!” KJK-style.
Dylan is a perfect example of ‘audience capture’. He started his whole “Day 1,2,3,4 etc of being a Girl” as a bit of a laugh and when he found himself being Yass Kweened to the high heavens, he decided to run with it. But he’ll never go for the chop! I’ve armchair diagnosed him with Histrionic Personality Disorder.
The most insane moment of his trajectory so far has been his audience with Biden. He showed up all Jackie Kennedy, whose ghost Biden probably thought he was actually conversing with. It showed me that the White House was not a serious place, and that the fixers behind the scenes have contempt for the public.