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Doktor Cocacolamcdonalds: The One Man Rock Opera
Need satisfaction? Casio satisfaction? From a Zappa/Sidebottom lovechild? The Ann Summers of the Fringe (cheap electric gadgets, sexy undies ...)
In a festival littered with try-hard wackiness and contrived eccentricity, it is an utter delight to witness a treasure such as this: Doktor Cocacolamcdonalds is the real deal.
With his white face makeup, Sixties-styled Lycra swimming trunks and wild hair a-flying the good Doktor launches into a series of songs and spoken word pieces powered by the squelchy analogue sounds and phat-free beats of his Casio keyboards, not to mention a special appearance by the brick-sized old skool Nintendo Gameboy.
With catchy numbers including a warning not to generalise (entitled: General Lies) and his global solution to Feed Celebrities To The Third World there is no problem persuading the audience to participate. This is so much fun we‚d be disappointed if we weren’t allowed to join in. Choruses are sung with gusto, hands shoot up when asked ‘how many of you…’ questions. Nobody wants to miss out on being part of this glorious, magical and hilariously shambolic late-night show.
There is a joy and wonder in the character of Doktor cocacolamcdonalds - a total commitment to performance which only goes to highlight the shortcomings of others. It’s the difference between someone attempting to be peculiar and someone whose peculiarity could garner them a picture in the dictionary.
Go and see this show and then go and see it again.
Reviewed by: Janet McLeod
I happened to be one of his 'drunken mates'. Two things first of all we had never met him in our lives, second we had not been drinking, in fact we had just finished performing our second show of the day to another full house. The reason we enjoyed it is because we got involved and took it as it was, its not a concert, don't go expecting to see George Michael. Yes you are getting a sweaty slightly strange man in tiny pants but no he is not a real musician. He is a comedian. And you really have to appreciate what he does, because I have never been to a show as unique and utterly awfully genius. You have to see it once, then you have to see it again just to check it is real....
I think he's a bit of a tit and have done since seeing him in his embryonic stage (he may have been fully developed but my mind's eye has blocked that part out of my consciousness) performing in Derby. He is funny and intelligent just needs a bit of polish.
I gave my friend a choice of shows to watch at this time, and he chose this. He is now banned from choosing any other shows to see, ever. This is just dire. From the opening attempt to play Last Christmas by Wham on a tiny keyboard to the end sing along (the audience was mostly his drunken mates) this is awful. The single star is for his mixing using an original Gameboy, and the highlight of the show, along with the line ‘when you generalise they’re just general lies’. The lyrics are a bit dull, the ‘performance poetry’ bit is bad, the music would be shunned even in the early 80s. Even if you’re drunk this show would still be awful. 1 out of 5.