Posts Tagged Storytelling

The Love You Take: A Gentle, Insightful Portrait of Mae Axton

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⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Cory Dagg has had the kind of career most actors only dream about. He spent years in Hollywood, appearing in The X‑Files and The Commish, and sharing scenes with Robert De Niro in We’re No Angels. There were other films too — Wrongfully Accused among them — the sort of steady, recognisable work that quietly builds a life in the industry. But here, at the Fringe, he stands alone onstage with nothing more than a slide projector and a story he promised he would “tell, and tell right.”

The show centres on a chance meeting that changed him: an evening spent with Mae Axton, the American songwriter, teacher, publicist and part‑time radio DJ whose fingerprints are all over the early career of Elvis Presley. Cory recalls being introduced to her by her son, Hoyt Axton, and from there the night unfolded into one of those encounters that stays with you. Onstage, he lets Mae speak again — through her words, her work, and the images he projects behind him.

What emerges is a portrait of a woman who was far more than the co‑writer of “Heartbreak Hotel.” Cory explains how Mae and Tommy Durden shaped the song from a bleak newspaper clipping into something sharper, stranger, and unforgettable. He describes how she handed Elvis the demo, how he recorded it, and how it became his first million‑selling RCA single. More importantly, he shows how Mae championed Elvis long before Colonel Parker took over — interviewing him on her radio show, pushing for him, believing in him.

The slides, the voiceover, the quiet pacing — they all serve the same purpose: to honour Mae Axton as the “queen mother of Nashville,” a pioneer who wrote more than 200 songs and worked with Willie Nelson, Tanya Tucker, Mel Tillis, Reba McEntire and so many others. Cory’s pact with her — to tell the story properly — gives the show its heart. It’s respectful, insightful and gently illuminating, the kind of Fringe hour that sends you away wanting to know more.

For anyone curious about the early, fragile years of Elvis Presley, or about the woman who helped steer him towards history, this is a thoughtful and affectionate tribute.

Reviewed by Jacqueline Sharp

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Unbelievable: Lucy Best’s Intimate, Charming Fringe Debut

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★★★★★ Lucy Best arrives at the Edinburgh Fringe with a suitcase full of stories and the kind of presence that immediately warms a room. Although she’s a familiar face at festivals across Australia — from Fringe World Perth to Melbourne Fringe and Adelaide Fringe — this is her first time stepping onto the Edinburgh stage with Lucy Best: Unbelievable , a solo show that feels less like a performance and more like being invited into her home for an hour.

The venue’s intimate setup suits her perfectly. Lucy thrives in close quarters, where she can talk directly to the audience, tease them a little, and pull them into her orbit. There’s an easy conversational flow to the show; people laugh, gasp, and occasionally sit in quiet attention as she shares the kinds of personal stories that only come from a life lived at full tilt. Her reflections on gender, identity, mishaps, adventures and small triumphs are delivered with a sincerity that never feels forced.

One of the more delightfully absurd truths she reveals is that she has travelled all the way from Melbourne with a step ladder in tow — a detail that sums up her resourceful, slightly chaotic, always‑prepared nature. Lucy is, at heart, a hustler and a survivor: a photographer, an environmental advocate, a social justice campaigner, and someone who seems to collect experiences the way others collect postcards.

There’s a moment in the show when she speaks about a baby dolphin, and it catches her off guard. A tear slips out, and she doesn’t hide it or apologise for it. That openness is what makes her so compelling. Lucy doesn’t present a curated version of herself; she offers the whole thing — the humour, the grit, the vulnerability, the conviction. It’s refreshing, and it’s deeply engaging.

Unbelievable is charming, captivating, and consistently entertaining. It’s the kind of Fringe show that sneaks up on you, leaving you unexpectedly moved and thoroughly entertained. A genuine standout — and absolutely one not to miss.

Lucy is also appearing in other shows across the Fringe, and her creative life stretches far beyond this production. Under the burlesque persona Lucy Lastic, she performs with Maison Burlesque — Australia’s largest burlesque academy — and has taken part in their Cherry Poppers Solo Showcase, choreographed by multi‑award‑winning performer Domino de Jour. The next Cherry Poppers Showcase takes place on 11 October 2026 in Melbourne, promising a glittering flurry of feathers and rhinestones.

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Rewriting the Wolf’s Reputation: A Trio of Myths Told with Wit and Warmth

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★★★★★The wolf hasn’t had a particularly good press in the Western World. The Big Bad Wolf who wanted to eat Red Riding Hood and the wolf that tried to thwart the property ambitions of three innocent little pigs illustrate the common trope; wolves are bad news, even agents of the devil.

The Scottish Storytelling Centre redress this balance in A Wolf Shall Devour the Sun with a retelling of some fascinating wolf stories: one from Norse mythology, another from Siberia and a third from Ireland. Told simply with the aid of some back projection, and folk music, we hear of Fenris, the offspring of Loki the mischief maker and a giantess. The gods felt threatened by a prophecy about this growing wolf and tried and failed to bind him with strong chains. If he couldn’t be bound he would devour Odin at Ragnarok – the end of the age. It’s a convoluted story told with some wry humour with a running sign-language commentary for deaf people.

The narrator moves on to a story from Siberia about a shapeshifting child who went missing in the woods where wolves captured her. Her mother went to retrieve her. I mustn’t spoil it for you, but the wolves are not villains here.

Finally, the narrator tells a story from the West of Ireland about a farmer called Conor who was said to have charm with animals. In search of some lost cattle, he came across a tumbledown shack where he met an old grey man with pointy ears who relieved him and offered him some stew.

These three stories challenge the common Western trope about wolves at a time when they are making a comeback in parts of Europe, if not in Scotland. Will they do any harm if they return to Scotland or will they improve the environment by reducing the number of deer that are currently ravaging the countryside? It’s worth considering.

Reviewed by David Kerr

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The Sisters of the Golden Hive

The Golden Hive

In a sunny meadow stood the Golden Hive, glowing like a drop of warm honey.
Inside lived two little sisters: Goldenwing, gentle and kind, and Swordbee, bold and bursting with energy.


 Two Sisters, One Heart

Goldenwing and Swordbee did everything together.
They played in the flowers, curled up in their honeycomb bed, and whispered stories until the moon rose.
Their hearts buzzed in the same rhythm.


Their Brave Mother

Their mother, Honeyglow, was the bravest bee in the meadow.
She taught them to fly, to help others, and to keep courage warm inside their chests.
“Strength,” she said, “is not in your stinger — it’s in your kindness.”


 The Magic Honey Pots

Deep inside the hive shimmered the Magic Honey Pots, glowing with golden light.
They kept the hive warm, safe, and full of hope.
Honeyglow guarded them with all her heart.


The Giant Bumblebee

One day, a giant bumblebee landed with a thud.
He wasn’t cruel — just big, loud, and greedy.
“I smell magic honey!” he boomed. “Give it to me!”

The hive shook like a leaf.


Honeyglow’s Last Stand

Honeyglow flew out to shield her daughters.
She buzzed, dodged, and stung with all her strength.
At last, the giant bumblebee lumbered away…
…but Honeyglow’s wings were fading.


A Goodbyeove of L

Goldenwing held her mother close.
Swordbee stood frozen, her heart cracking open.
Honeyglow whispered, “Be brave… be kind…”
And then she was gone.

The hive fell silent.


Two Sisters, Two Paths

Goldenwing cried softly and stayed close to the other bees.
Swordbee did not cry.
Fear curled inside her like a shadow.
“I must never be weak,” she told herself.


Swordbee Becomes Queen

As she grew, Swordbee became strong — but also sharp and strict.
She ruled with fear, believing it would keep everyone safe.
Goldenwing stayed gentle, helping every bee she met.

The hive loved Goldenwing.
Swordbee felt her heart grow heavier.

The Great Battle

One day, Swordbee’s fear grew too big.
She tried to stop Goldenwing, thinking kindness made the hive weak.
But the bees stood with Goldenwing — brave, buzzing, united.

Swordbee’s strength cracked.
Her wings dimmed.
She fell to the ground… not as Swordbee, but as Halfwing, the small bee she once was

A Sster’s Hug

Goldenwing wrapped her wings around her sister. “You don’t have to be strong alone,” she whispered. Swordbee trembled… then hugged her back. The hive glowed softly, as if love itself had returned.

A New Dawn

The hive danced in golden pollen.
Goldenwing became the heart of the hive.
Halfwing learned, slowly and bravely, that kindness was not weakness — it was strength.

Together, the sisters helped the Golden Hive shine brighter than ever.


By Maria Camara

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