SLUGS is about nothing. Nothing or something. Definitely nothing political.
The Creepy Boys are adamant on not becoming political, they are just young artists putting on a show. They arrive in modified sleeping bags as slugs, where they have the audience pull various things out of their mouths such as bras, setting off the tone for the show.
This then transforms into a visual trip, where the pair explore various distractions to prevent the play from becoming ‘something’.
With a techno-punk rave quality to the show, the duo performs various mad songs throughout to add to the disturbance. One song about garbanzo (chickpea) beans involves a beat where one chews the beans up and the other eats them with a cracker, all to the audience’s delight and disgust.
The whole show is panic inducing, and full of fear. It is a spectacle for the eyes and has a DIY charm to it. It turns out everything is more tolerable if you put a pair of googly eyes on it, even genitalia.
There are aspects of puppetry, including Joni Mitchell – who they discover is a bit of a ‘b’. They also have different scenes which are projected live onto the screen. These include different silly and imaginative scenarios such as receiving a phone call on the toilet or giving birth.
SLUGS ends hysterically, with the Creepy Boys pointing guns at the audience, after mistakenly talking about gun crime. They appear to have lost the plot as they fail to divert the audience’s attention.
This is a howlingly good show about an unveiling existential crisis.
Creepy Boys: SLUGS, 21:15, Red Lecture Theatre at Summerhall, until the 25th August
