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Comedy Cabaret About Love & Other Midlife Crises
Gone are the days of boogeying at the local and finding your beau. This new world of dating means you can search for the love of your life while wearing an avocado face pack and a faded leopard skin dressing gown.
Enter Ms Fortune. This show is about unlikely contenders trying to navigating their ways through o-line dating – a whole new high tech ball game of paradoxes, irony and mysterious protocols. In real life this is AKA as 'hell on earth'. Online designers have sneakily devised an addictive strategy to keep subscribers going back for more… despite losing everything, including your dignity. The quest to 'mate before it's too late' may well be the catch cry of the mid-lifers who have ended up resorting to online dating.
In this cabaret Steve is recently divorced. With a little creativity on his profile, he is about to meet his first internet date. Beth is Steve's perfect match, according to the dating site. So what can go wrong?
The treacherous terrain of their first date remains to be played out before your eyes. It's uncomfortable as it is comical. Will the 'boy meets girl' scenario ever lose its appeal?
I must confess I'm not really into musicals but I love a musical comedy show. With all original songs, local content and particularly targeted at an older demographic… this one must have been written for me.
According to my research… profile description of eligible men in my age group pretty much goes like this….. Just the average guy looking for a partner … with herpes.
It doesn't take too long to realise it's a cruel world this online dating. This journey of self-discovery and liberation (as promoted by my attractive, happily married under 40 friend) is turning out to be an act of self-destruction. At the blink of an eye I am closer to 60 than 40, have a wardrobe of practical flat shoes, beige bras and a hole in my most comfy undies.
Source: The Butterfly Club site
This show stimulated my imagination. In my mind a first online date look something like this - I have teetered successfully over each gutter in my new stilettos. There's a tap on my back (small of my back, not the shoulder). Should have checked the profile. My charming customer service officer turns out to be a 5 ft truck driver carrying a 'little' weight. He's right at the height of the tassel on my new red floral Elle McPherson. I know now they are made for flat breasted nymphs because as I lean over I think I've lost one. But that's the least of my worries, I imagine the double chin is also a feature to him right now.
Mental note: Spend more time picking the restaurant. The seats are small and there's not much space between tables. I wonder if I'll be left standing while his fat, lazy ass is comfortable lounging across both our chairs. But maybe I can't talk, I also lied a little in the profile. I said I was open minded when clearly I am not. I said looks, money and size don't matter.
Now I have to add to my screening criteria: No serial killers, sex maniacs, bankrupts, married men, balding, lawyers, quadriplegics, peadophiles, midgets (not necessarily in that order). It's narrowing my field I know but there's two million matches on this site according to the advertising. So now I am liberally spreading myself around like a kid in a candy shop. I'm looking for something sweet, soft on the inside and a little bit nutty- just like me.
I think I've found my perfect match. Alickandapromise. I can see the future: I have 4 kids, he has 3. We are one up on the modern Brady Bunch, except in my series the little girl is a real backstabbing cow who manipulates everyone to get the biggest bedroom. The oldest boy sneaks girls in at night. You can never find a dry towel and no one ate the chips that were in the empty packet left on the couch. I am still going to go to bed exhausted after lining up more lunchboxes and endless school uniforms. Now I don't have time for chatting on-line or off. That's real life in my real world!
For a real chuckle about internet dating for mid-lifers get along to 'A Date with Ms Fortune'. Too close to the truth for comfort!
About the Pair
Gerard Ingham and Suzanne Hobson are accomplished writers and performers with credits including "GP The Musical" a sold out show at the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. They are experienced cabaret performers and comedy writers.