Cabaret review: La Clique

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TEN years on from its first visit to the Fringe, La Clique has, justifiably, become something of an institution in the Capital. To say it is a vintage-inspired cabaret undersells it. To say you’ll never see anything else like it in your life, gets somewhere close.

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Spiegeltent, George Street

The Spiegeltent on George Street is the undoubted star of the show. I defy you to fetch a drink and take a seat among the 1940s mirrored columns and not feel a shiver of excitement.

To celebrate their tenth anniversary, this year’s production features a live band with piano, drums, sax and double bass, giving the show a sultry momentum. Once they’re in position, we are introduced, turn by turn, to the performers. And what performers.

You’ll be hard pushed to pick a favourite. The soldier turned tap dancer, the bathing beauty, the magician with the (real live) chihuahua, the tyre mechanic, the burlesque artiste and the girl who balanced on a single hand are all highlights.

And if you sit in the front row, you’ll be entirely rewarded when the roller-skates come out.

This show is a feast of talent in one of the city’s most magical venues. Well, gasp, laugh, marvel. And by the time you get to the curtain call, you’ll wish it wasn’t over, too.

Until 25 August