The Pyramid Club is dark and hot and the ceiling is low. The stage is dressed in 80s sci-fi style, with two giant black eyes at the back of the stage. Music starts playing. Lyrics – “I know you’re a chemical” – fill the dark room. All of a sudden the stage is filled with costumed bodies performing a synchronised dance.

Over the course of the evening we meet the characters inside the brain of a person getting ready for a party. Judging by the laughs of familiarity coming from the audience, the scenario, along with the characters, are relatable.

There’s ‘Annie’, a blue balloon-covered representation of anxiety. ‘Memory’ has the facts, ‘Deedee’ is depression, ‘Dopa’ (dopamine) is the party-loving bringer of alcohol. There’s ‘Happiness’ and ‘Calm’ too.

As we meet all these characters and watch them interact and battle each other in the struggle for control, I’m reminded somewhat of the movie Inside Out. A TV screen shows images of what is being seen in the outside world by our person. 

The concept is a good one. I would like to see what could be created and developed given more time, as the show is just 35 minutes long. The costumes are clever, the pace is frenetic, and I definitely feel like I am at a ‘Fringe’ show. 

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