This event is part of the 2026 Melbourne International Comedy Festival.
A greedy pinion shares a fractured journey through the subterranean vestibule.
Join us as Eb Brittlebank emerges from the depths – dirty, wriggling, and unabashedly ripe – to share, with orchidaceous warmth, the comic potential of confusion itself through an hour of lyrical chaos.
Everyone gets it sometimes: sometimes a snuffling by your head at night, sometimes a distant grunt in a cold dark alley, sometimes an enveloping marsupial warmth when you’re feeling blue; but it’s only when you walk with Ebenezer that you can finally catch a glimpse of the rarest of creatures, that waddling scar-faced vat of bestial beauty, in the stinkin’ bloody flesh!
Expect surreal suburban observations, quasi-literary mischief, and the odd singsong, along with bursts of physical comedy woven through fractured, dreamlike personal narratives. This gloriously strange collage of neighbourhood minutiae, arthritis, art, ballet, biscuits, books,tassels, and subterranean aromatics is equal parts absurdist confession, philosophical floundering, and spontaneous experiment.
In Dante’s Wombat, fresher than fresh local produce, delivers what is sure to be a blistering debut hour, portraying a perspective so askew that it almost approaches the profound, the mystical, the cinematic, the, well… just a raucous plunge into the odd and endearing little things behind everyday existence, really.
