The Review | Laura Money
Fusing spoken-word poetry, whimsical music, and storytelling, performance poet Jemima Foxtrot strips her life bare and dives under the surface of The Mealy-Mouthed Sea.
The English ocean is a recurring theme ebbing and flowing throughout the piece – filling in the gaps and threatening to drown out some of the facts. Foxtrot begins recalling times from her past in a pub with her family – reminiscing over old photographs. When one has been very clearly cut, she creates the cacophony of frivolous conversation on a recording loop and has a still moment in the eye of the storm.
Foxtrot begins and interrupts many stories – her memories as a child, moments on the water, fishing, a story borrowed from a tv show she regales her nephews with. Running throughout is a joke that she continues to forget the punchline to. In my mind, this represents the very worst of jokes – the kind that is on you.
Her style is charming and affable, she sings whimsical tunes and moans deep old folksy sea shanties to underscore her story. Questioning who owns a story once it has been spoken, Foxtrot uses humour, storytelling and metaphor to speak the unspeakable. The main story being told is woven silently in between the words.
WHEN: 27 January – 3 February 2018 | 9:00pm
WHERE: The Blue Room Theatre | Fringe Central | Northbridge
INFO: Tickets $26 | Duration 60 mins | THEATRE