Oh God…is that you? Please save me from Terry’s bigotry.
Filled with modern masculinity, hipster Melbourne beards and a sprinkling of bottled up emotions, the show was a Gen Y’s cup of deconstructed soy latte.
Blaming the Baby Boomers who snapped up all the property, Matt made us feel better about our smashed avocado obsession. Ever the optimist, Matt shone light on the situation. He was right, who needs a property portfolio when you can afford a $7.50 pie that the Boomer at the airport can’t? Moreso, what makes it that much better, is then being stuck next to the polo-loving, boat-shoe wearing and cardigan-sporting middle-aged male complaining about the price of that exact pie the entire flight home. Perhaps the greatest gift of our generation is the ‘understanding of inflation?’.
The struggles of the modern hipster dad was a strong theme throughout the show. Matt’s dry sense of humour had his audience in stitches. For any expectant dads that feel left out during your partner’s pregnancy, fear no more! There are now special man pregnancy apps for you. The size of the fetus gets compared to very ‘manly’ objects such as beer bottle caps or better yet, a lit cigarettes.
Held at the Chinese Museum in Chinatown, the only dry thing in the Laundry Room was Matt’s humour. Overseen by none other than God himself, it seemed Matt’s show was all just a part of God’s plan.
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