Just out of interest here is some information and photos about some of David’s previous shows. They are all from quite a long time ago and none of the shows are going to be performed again. So, you’ll just have to use your imagination.

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A sexy, hardcore, physical performance that always keeps you guessing. A techno soundtrack powers three cabaret players through a world where they have only the slightest grasp on what they're doing and where anything could happen.

A stripper. A magician. A drag queen. All three stuck in a show where they go back and remember, time after time, night after night. Remembering their most tragic anecdotes. Remembering their funniest stories. But one of them is lying. Between trashy show stoppers come moments of true confession and jarring revelation. Surely someone somewhere knows who's telling the truth?

Originally performed in April 96 to great acclaim at The Plunge Club, People's Parties is 'part-performance and part-party'. Taking place in a bar, the audience arrive to find themselves encouraged to use a Karaoke machine. A party is in full swing, but two of the guests are in a world of their own. "In a far corner the two revellers have hijacked the Karaoke mike. They don wigs and raucously encourage each other to play at being party people. Stealing each other's lines and singing each others songs, they jump between various personae, becoming the generic characters we seem to only encounter at parties. This comic, eccentric and biting piece gives a bizarre take on contemporary notions of identity. In the world of People's Parties, one can simply choose a persona and put it on like a suit of clothes. The only problem is that there aren't many suits in the wardrobe...

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A group of eccentric characters are meandering through the streets of London. They each carry a bunch of flowers, and as they congregate in a church yard, none of them seem to notice the people around them. Each of these bizarre individuals is caught up in a crisis all their own. Isolated and displaced they meander around, or simply stand still for a long, long time. They are waiting, it seems... No wedding would be complete without flowers, nor would any funeral. We give flowers to those we love and we send them as an apology. What is it about a living thing, cut down in its prime, that we all find so special?

Five academics, all queer in all senses of the word, sit at a long table. The mineral water awaits, the papers are shuffled, a seminar begins... A lesbian, a gay man, two bisexuals and a straight woman begin a supposedly academic journey into the murky world of sexual identity. They claim to be offering a final definition of the nature of gay identity, but their thin veneer of respectability soon begins to crack and their eccentricities beam through the holes in their arguments. The seminar paper is abandoned as they change out of their suits and into their glad rags. The DJ cranks up his decks and they are ready for the real journey into their identity. I.D. pastiches both academia's self-righteous 'objectivity' and the ways in which gay culture creates its sense of self. It is an off-the-wall and dynamic show that combines the high theory of the academy with the high energy of the dance floor.