Opening strongly with ‘Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole’ by Martha Wainwright, Frieda Loves Ya! is pretty amazing, but sadly falls apart in the second half.
To begin with Frieda, presumably, appears, dancing with a heart-shaped sculpture on her head on a stage decorated with balloons and a big pink sheet with ‘Frieda [kissy lips] Love x’ stuck on it in purple glittery letters.
The first half of the show is the best sort of surreal. She dresses up as a Fondant Fancy, using the sheet to change behind, and sings cute songs on her ukulele about how her sister’s dead horses are happy in horsy heaven.
Despite advising the audience that her songs are about heartbreak, the light-hearted tone and wonderfully mixed metaphors – at one point she sings; “I gave you all my love crumble, but you also wanted that bird’s custard,” – remind me of the funnier bits of a Vagina Monologue performance, especially when she befriends a cupcake. And yes, the cupcake is given his own tiny microphone and they sing a duet about love.
Unfortunately, after the untimely death of said cupcake things start to go downhill in a way that implies she only ever had half a show’s worth of material. She hula-hoops, dances, and sings, but it never really regains the charm of the opening 30 minutes.
If she can come up with an act that’s consistently whimsical, she’ll be worth keeping an eye on in the years ahead.
Words: Ana Hine
Frieda Loves Ya!
Underbelly, Bristo Square, Teviot Place, EH8 9AG
Aug 9-12, 14-27, 22:25, £11.00