Review by: Jane Kendle
It was the barmiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life; I loved it.
On a tranquil Sunday afternoon, the quaint Lych Gate pub filled with an audience prepared to be entertained, though I don’t think anyone was anticipating the joyful, colourful, exuberant experience that Aaron and his entourage immersed us in.
From the confines of Aaron’s magical (shopping) bag came a host of puppet characters to whom he introduced us: MC Croc, master of rhythm and rap; Barney who loves kebabs; Barry the colourful Liverpudlian slug; and the red eyed, dishevelled black dog, whose bark is not worse than his bite.
Through masterful, fast-paced poetry and rapping, and with the aid of creatures, pictures, and sound effects, Aaron conjured up fantastical, surreal images to entertain and delight.
The 50 minutes whizzed by. The finale, ‘Ten thousand thank yous’, was pure genius. It was a testament to, and celebration of, everyone who had led to Aaron being in that moment with us. It was a joyous tumult of poetry, praise, clapping, bubbles and crowd surfing.
Afterwards, I was breathless and almost speechless. What had just happened? Proclamations of how fun, fantastic and enjoyable the show had been, came from all corners of the room.
Be prepared to suspend your disbelief and you will be in for an exhilarating, riotous ride. In the words of the woman sitting next to me, which I think echoed the sentiments of everyone present, ‘It was the barmiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life; I loved it.’