The Dysfunckshonalz!; Some Kind of Bliss; William Blake’s Divine Humanity
The spirit of punk and its exhilarating lunacies are brilliantly captured in a new show at the Bush. Mike Packer’s affectionate satire tells the story of The Dysfunckshonalz, a major punk band of 1977, who 30 years on are approached by an American bank eager to use their best-known song to promote a new credit card. Bribed with a mountain of cash, the middle-aged stars fly to America to reprise their act. But at the debut gig their singer, Billy Abortion, reverts to his punk roots and sabotages the show by stabbing himself on stage and collapsing in a pool of blood yelling, ‘Three cheers for bin Laden.’ Instead of wrecking the band, the stunt relaunches them, and the play explores the competing claims of punk’s business-bashing ethic and the temptations of brute greed.
The director Tamara Harvey draws excellent performances from the band members and from Josephine Butler as a sexily aloof American PR girl.
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