Peppering her speech with the raspy Eartha Kitt-esque laughs, Meow Meow talks the death of theatre, and martini-related injuries.
Meow Meow — the kitten of choice for discerning cabaret lovers worldwide — was halfway down the south coast as she spoke to Sydney Star Observer. Ready to take her first break from touring in years, champagne and massages were in order to rejuvenate the queen of decadence before returning to Sydney for her latest show, Meow to the World: Crisis is Born. Again.
“My life is a transit lounge. I’ve possibly got bits of my body still stuck elsewhere… or maybe just the usual trail of feathers and sequins,” Miss Meow lamented. “But people should be grateful for the remnants of me that they find.”
Promising the usual decadence, eclecticism and all-singing-dancing-martini-swigging shenanigans
Meow fans have become used to, Meow to the World sees the songstress return to a more classic cabaret structure.
“I like the cabaret format, because you aren’t tied to a dramatic narrative. You can go on a massive journey on each song, so by the end of all of that, it should be sensory overload, or sensual overload,” said the woman with a self-professed power to turn tables.
“I love everyone to be electric, I want everyone to be crazy with desire after the show. That lifeforce, or that sex-force gives this sense of connection that makes me love live performance.
“I’m often screaming at the audience, “I’m not a television,” because I’m quite obsessed with the death of live theatre. That’s why I like to get so intimately involved while I’m on stage.
“It really should be that anything could happen at any time, while people are in that space. I could walk off stage, or the audience could walk out, or someone could have a fit, who knows? That’s the real joy of being involved with live spaces.”
Meow even relished the unpredictability of having a martini in her face.
“Last year while I was out in the crowd for a show, a helpful fan tried to pour a martini towards my mouth, but it went into my eye.
“I was thoroughly blinded for a minute, but there’s joy in everything, especially a martini.
“This show should be a similarly rollicking ride.
“It’ll be sexy and political and filled with a ridiculous amount of inappropriate behaviour.”
info: Meow to the World: Crisis is Born. Again, starts at the Opera House, Tuesday, March 2. Tickets start at $45. To book call 9250 7777 or visit www.sydneyoperahouse.com.