Reviewed by: Your Local Hok
Review by Michelle Hok | 01 March 2023


Oh la la, Club D’amour is here to serve and slay. Setting the scene in a back alley French brothel, a forbidden love story between the club’s residents awaits you. 


For the girls, guys, and non-binary pals, expect circus, acrobatics, live-vocals, dance, and drag, combined with the queer-themed exposé of lust, desirability, and kinks.


Drag superstar and club goddess Fay Rocious bursts on to the stage with her natural prowess and immediately catches the attention and desire of her audience. Rocious’ stage presence and authority command her residents to obey her orders and desires. She is the perfect fit as the club’s head mistress. 


The club has two strict rules, to not fall in love with clients, and to not fall in love with each other. Of course, what transpires behind the doors of Club D’amour, stays behind those doors. Or does it?


In fact, it doesn't. Prepare your senses to be seduced from your seat as the cast wanders through the audience during the show whilst they also seduce you from up on stage. 


The powerhouse vocals of Amber Scates turn up the heat whilst the rest of the club’s residents introduce you to their distinctive sultry charm. 


In an utterly chaotic way, you may find it challenging to keep up with all of the provocative and alluring activity on stage, whether it be from Linton Elethios’ extreme likening of pet play, Anthony Tran and Fay Macfarlane’s spectacular acrobatics, the striptease and pole-dancing prowess of Melina Hall, sassy burlesque of Matthew Pope, and outright seduction of Natalie Oakes


The contrast between the classy, delicate pizazz and the extreme, outrageous traits of Club D’amour are a delight to experience. On many occasions, the cast is elegantly pirouetting around the stage floor, and the next minute they’re going all out and creating a raunchy mess on stage. 


Perhaps the climax of the show (pun intended) could’ve been more climatic and ended with a more spectacular bang, but overall, it’s a risqué-esque hour of major filth and queer sex appeal.