What the? What the hell is that zipping across the sky? It looks raucous! It looks debauched! It looks filthy (the good kind)! Is that… a time machine shaped like a 1920s speakeasy bar spinning Tardis-like toward Berlin for the first time! Why yes, it’s only the the Fringe’s rowdiest and most vivacious nightcap: the return of the (drumroll please) CABARET AT THE END OF THE UNIVERSE!!!
Join us in our titillating time machine where the universe shall be our oyster. So where to then? The orgy pits of Rome? A Viking feast? Or just settle in with tons of booze, comfy stylish chairs, boss bar staff and let the best acts the Edinburgh Fringe has ever birthed and reared come to you!
At 9pm we will be beaming in, through our very precise devices and implausible sounding sci-fi gadgets, the greatest acts in Berlin history – past, present and future (though mostly present. Alright, always present, it’s a conceit – run with it), to entertain, stir your loins and smother you with delight.
Now landing for the first time in Berlin after a triumphant fourth year at the prestigious Voodoo Rooms at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, we pride ourselves on bringing you the greatest selection of late night entertainment carefully curated from those years of experience. Expect music. magic, burlesque, music, comedy, variety and a plentiful dollop of surprises inbetween!
Meet your crew for the evening:
Dolly Rodgers, the crusading gender fluid captain who is determined to show you a good time whether you like it or not. Rumours are that she also likes to drag up as Liverpool’s self-proclaimed finest poet – the hardhitting seer and truthbomber – Terry Arlarse.
Louise the Breeze, our flirtatious French flight attendant, here to act as security to ne’er do wells and to do burlesque whenever she bloody well pleases.
Kriss Foster, our co-pilot and pencil museum enthusiast, here to force (un)interesting facts about Lancaster upon you and sing songs about ganets.
And not forgetting Sir Dickie Benson. What will the three time Oscar winner be up to this year? We don’t know. We don’t want to know. And he’d probably throw something at us if we asked. We only hope he brings his trademark class and indecent stories of the thespial establishment with him – Sir Ian Mckellan you have been warned.
But thats not all! The full line-up will be revealed soon…
Drop in and find out what all the fuss is about and where our cult following sprung from. It shall be the most fun you can have on a Sunday night in Berlin without being arrested.
Tickets at Eventbrite