Alpha begins by warmly introducing the six dancers, childhood photos included. Reminiscent of Billy Elliot this creates immediate intimacy with the audience and from here the show rises and falls through a medley of 22 dances like a grand plié.

Alpha is the first letter in the Greek alphabet and means ‘primary’. While all the performers are clearly talented, having half a dozen primaries in one group, plus a range of choreographers, perhaps isn’t ideal: the sequencing of individual dances sometimes leaves the audience guessing where it’s all going, while juxtaposing the horror of jungle wars with the 1940s inspired tap duet that precedes it feels jarring. Similarly, A.I Laser Man, while strongly executed by Bailey Kiejko, contains a heightened aggression when viewed against the dances before. 

Despite this occasional discombobulation, there’s a genuine camaraderie between these accomplished young men who perform their versions of a Boys’ Own Adventure in song and dance. With high energy and audience engagement throughout, it’s a delight: an evening of physical creativity with humour, sensuality and impressive moves, featuring a boxing match, beefcake pin-ups, alien encounters and Roman gladiators. Dhuruva Padmanabhan is especially charismatic; and would it even be the Adelaide Fringe without a number on a unicycle?