I was lucky enough to get a couple of tickets to see Briefs: Close Encounters, at the Underbelly on the Southbank. I’ve been to the Underbelly quite a few times, and seen a number of shows, which have never disappointed.
I googled the show before, to see what I’d let myself in for, and saw a poster, of gorgeous men in high heels and make-up. I love that sort of stuff, so I was pretty excited to say the least.
Before we went in, the security guard asked me if I’d seen it before (I hadn’t), and told me he’d heard great things about it. My excitement was further heightened!
We took as seat in our booth, with our Time Out Tastemaker friends Jane and Iza, and we were greeted by a beautiful man, twirling impeccably, selling raffle tickets. I bought mine, and we waited for the show to start.
Have you seen Absinthe in Las Vegas? No? Well basically, it’s a mish-mash of different disciplines – people dancing in cages, hanging high above the stage, contemporary dance, burlesque…you get the picture. Well Briefs was similar, but it was a male-only cast!
The juggling was fast and furious, the rope and cage dancing was scary, the host was *fierce* and the show was funny.
Then it became time for the raffle to take place. I had tickets E 86 – E 100 (blue). The glamorous host called out ‘Blue’….. I wasn’t worried. ‘E…..’ – OK, starting to sweat a little now, but hey, there’s 85 other tickets before 86…. ‘Ninety…..’ Oh shit. I’ve got all the E Nineties……’EIGHT!’. BALLS.
‘YUP! That’s me!’
Cue audience clapping, beautiful man dragging me to the stage, and fierce host telling me not to touch them (before deciding that I could, because I won, and everyone else was *jealoussssss*).
First things first: spin the wheel of hell.
Oh god. What was it going to land on? What did it mean? Please don’t land on Hot Shave, they might think I’m a young guy and try and SHAVE ME.
‘And your prize is…….HOT SHAVE’.
I was instructed to take a seat on the chair that was patiently waiting, unoccupied behind me, and as the music kicked in, I was wheeled into full view of everyone.
Next thing….arses. So many arses. I spanked a lot of bottoms. Here’s me surrounded by a lot of bottoms.
Then…I was covered with a hairdressers cape, and approached by a bearded beauty, who sprayed shaving foam on his nipples and upper thigh. Yes, you can probably guess what happened next.
There were no signs anywhere saying don’t take photos, otherwise we wouldn’t have, and a lot of people were taking photos, so we assume we were allowed to do so .I don’t think my girlfriend would’ve allowed me to be up there without getting photographic evidence anyway!
All in all, a fantastic show, a lot of laughs, and a gorgeous, charismatic cast. Go and see it!