Reviewed by: Missmanda Media

Review by George Street Press Club | 16 March 2026

A one-man cabaret about lies might sound like a simple premise, but in Matt Hawke’s hands it becomes something far more mischievous, philosophical, and delightfully unhinged.

Devised and composed by Hawke himself, this original, sharp, musical deep dive into dishonesty explores the many flavours of mistruth that shape our lives. From the harmless fibs our parents fed us as children to the elaborate self-deceptions we quietly nurture as adults, the show gleefully pokes at the slippery relationship between truth, identity, and the stories we tell ourselves to get through the day.

What makes the performance sparkle is Hawke’s ability to juggle raucous comedy with moments of genuine reflection. The songs arrive in clever, bite-sized bursts, each packed with a cheeky hook and a chorus that sneaks into your brain before you realise what’s happened. One moment the audience is laughing at the absurdity of social niceties: the next, they’re nodding along to an unexpectedly poignant observation.

Watching Matt is like watching Jack Whitehall combined with Tim Minchin. Stylistically, the show wears its inspirations proudly, channelling the playful irreverence and brainy musical comedy that fans of modern cabaret adore, while still carving out a voice that feels entirely its own. Hawke is an engaging performer, quick-witted, charmingly self-aware, and perfectly willing to be the butt of his own jokes.

The result is a cabaret that feels both silly and smart: cheeky without being shallow, witty without losing its warmth, and intelligent without ever forgetting to be fun. It’s a playful exploration of dishonesty that ultimately reveals something rather truthful, that sometimes the lies we tell say more about us than the truth ever could.

Watch this space: this man has a bright future. No Lie!