Minogueus Sanctus: Theatrical and Wonderfully Sinister ⭐⭐⭐⭐

Dagmarr's sensational turn as an immortal Weimar-era cabaret artiste with a vampiric side hustle is nothing short of a theatrical revelation. It's a truly fabulous conceit that allows Kylie's beloved chart-toppers to be filtered through a uniquely decadent and chilling lens, transforming familiar pop into something wonderfully sinister.

From the moment Dagmarr steps onto the stage, we are transported directly to the smoky, intimate cabarets of Paris and Berlin. The atmosphere is thick with historical glamour, making the reinterpretation of pop anthems feel not out of place, but chillingly right. Witnessing "Can't Get You Out of My Head" reimagined with the distinctive, tinkling flourish of Kander and Ebb’s "Money Money" is a stroke of genius, immediately setting the tone for the dark delights to come. Dagmarr's command of the stage is absolute, culminating in a jaw-dropping moment when a verse is delivered flawlessly in German, drawing thunderous applause and thoroughly wowing the crowd.

But the true brilliance of the performance unfolds with a casual revelation: for her, age is merely a bourgeois social construct – one can simply say no! (Though, as she wryly implies, a smidge of bloodsucking might be required to achieve such eternal youth.) This delightful, morbid twist casts a deliciously villainous shadow over subsequent numbers.

Dagmarr doesn't just perform; she distills Kylie's infectious pop into something richer, darker, and utterly unforgettable. It’s a masterful blend of historical glamour, contemporary pop, and a deliciously macabre wit that proves age is indeed just a number – especially if you have Dagmarr’s secret.