This is fringe as you’ve never experienced it before: It’s like Jim Carroll meets Jim Carey in a tantra yoga class where they serve drinks. Stevie Jay challenges not only social stereotypes, but also the way we let the actions (and reactions) of others cripple us. With humour and commendable perception, he moves from arguing ‘wouldn’t it be great if you could have someone arrested and put behind bars for molesting your inner child?’, to demonstrating that others’ negativity can be neutralised and even employed by using it to strengthen our inner selves.
Stevie takes us full circle and wipes the slate clean, challenging us to be nothing but open during our time here—as life is undoubtedly a terminal process. This doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be fun, but rather that we shouldn't place our emotional welfare in the hands of others. When someone tells us ‘the feeling isn’t mutual’, why should we let this destroy our own feelings—or worse, why let it knock away at our enlightenment which allowed us not only to recognise those emotions, but the bravery to vocalise them? It shouldn’t, he determines, even if not everyone listens to the Pointer Sisters...