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A clever swipe at Gen Y and the entitlement age
The gorgeous Carla Conlin first appears on stage in Where's My Pony as a five year old version of herself, complete with party dress. Those were the heady days, when life was simple, parties were plentiful, and there was always, always the promise of that pony to appear under the Christmas tree at some future unspecified time.
The 'young' Carla in her party dress, at an age where getting a pony for Christmas still seemed possible. (Pictured here with pianist and musical director Matthew Carey)
Roll on 10 years and the now teenaged Carla is starting to suspect that the pony may never appear. Fast forward another 10 (ahem) okay 15 years, and reality is biting in many ways. Not only is there no pony, there is no beautiful home, great job, or one true love, and few prospects. All the promises that we can 'be anything we want to be' amount to nought in real life. The 'entitlement age' hits a brick wall.
And that, briefly, is the premise for Where's My Pony?.
While the storyline sounds a little downbeat, the show is far from that. It is lifted to the heights of cabaret fun through Carla's masterful use of song. She incorporates a medley of original as well as 'upcycled/repurposed' songs to share the salutary lessons she has learned along the way. She is supported on stage by musical director Matthew Carey (The Sound of Music, Grease) who accompanies her, flawlessly and seamlessly, on the piano.
Carla shows great versatility both in range and style in her choice of songs
Carla demonstrates she is prepared to tackle almost anything, musically speaking, as she takes us from Kate Miller-Heidke's Are You F***ing Kidding Me? (The Facebook Song) to Sinatra's I Got You Under My Skin. There is a song, too, about how to write a blog (a critical skill for all Gen Y-ers) and a clever lament about house prices creating a seemingly insurmountable barrier to becoming a home owner.
Overall, this is a funny, well structured, well paced, clever show, that has the audience chuckling throughout. There's a great balance of pathos and cheeky bravado, spiced with a dash of sass. It's comedy tinged with a hint of bewilderment - so really, why don't I have the perfect job, house and partner?
Where's My Pony plays until 30th October - book your seats now so you don't miss out!
Come along and either empathise or gloat (if you have a perfect life) - either way you'll have a great hour of entertainment.
Where's My Pony is playing at The Butterfly Club, 5 Carson Place, Melbourne (off Little Collins Street), at 7.00pm each night until Sunday 30th October. Running time is one hour.
Tickets are $32 full, $28 concession. Click here to buy your tickets online, or call The Butterfly Club on (03) 9663 8107.
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