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About the show
Starring Naomi Livingston
Supported by Scott Sheridan, Chris Archer & David Emery
Dates TBC (rescheduled due to COVID19)
A multi-generational journey through motherhood, mental health and mortality.
This soul-ripping, thought provoking, original score about panic, parenting and the realities of mental health, is guaranteed to crack you up and crack you open.
This brand-new show explores overactive imaginations, seeing ghosts, some guy called Graham, meditation gone wrong, and heaven forbid, maybe even birth. And who the fuck is named Graham these days? Sorry Graham.
What’s real and what’s fiction doesn’t matter. It’s the story of a lineage of women, and what it is to be a mother, have a mother, lose a mother and what becomes our legacy for our children.
Prologue
The sun comes up, I think about...
A new day.
A brand-new day to get excited about and be grateful for.
I’m grateful for my family, my youngest daughter who’s learning to play piano at age 3, my oldest daughter who SHIT IT'S HER BIRTHDAY!
Makeshift presents. Think.
I’ve got popcorn… Oh god, I’ve ONLY got popcorn. Maybe a box? Kids likes boxes. No. No, you’re thinking of cats.
I think about failing.
The coffee cup, I think about…
The fact I am #winning motherhood! I just MacGyvered a birthday present out of Coles minis and microwave popcorn…Oh god, my daughter's present was Coles minis and microwave popcorn.
So much plastic.
Is this the world I want for my daughters? I saved the day but I fucked the planet.
Is this a panic attack or am I about to die?
I think about days when it’s too hard to get out of bed or when my girls ask me why I’m crying, and I tell them it's because I thought about The Lion King, but really it's because Bunnings had a sale on and I DON'T KNOW WHY THAT'S TRIGGERED ME.
Maybe I can’t simply forget my troubles, come on and get happy (fuck you, Judy). I know I mustn’t be alone in this.
So, I’m laying my heart bare. I’m going there. I’m not holding back. The panic will set in, but, I hope you’ll be there.
“It was an hilarious beginning for Naomi Livingston whose stellar writing gifts are subtly displayed in a set which has her original writing embedded in a stream of consciousness, non-sequitured patter which allies with the songs for a clever, weirdly logical and scarily possible theme.
Her soul ripping song about the death of a parent has a rising emotion that climbs sentimentally until the true meaning drops with a heartbreaking thud. Bravura work! ”