A cabaret for the imagination, a circus for a solo transformist, a do-it-yourself voodoo ceremony... Voodoo Sandwich is the promise of an insatiable life that takes on multiple and fluid identities in time to a frenzied rhythm.

Onstage, the acrobat, musician and contortionist Niklas Blomberg travels through the nocturnal and vitalist world of visual artist Augustin Rebetez. He becomes in turn a skeleton-musician, female-vampire, contortionist-puppet and a bonimenteur DJ interacting with the audience with his invented languages. Objects become prosthetics, costumes are made out of found objects, and ginger roots peppered with electrodes move around the spectators to create the music for a clip. In Voodoo Sandwich, nothing is inherently stable, but rather than being worrying, this fact stimulates the imagination. Direct and funny, but readily touching on darker and less immediately obvious elements, Voodoo Sandwich tackles adolescence head-on, by inviting spectators to break out of their pre-constructed identities and imagine new ones; spontaneous and intuitive, crafted and creative.

An astonishing, spontaneous figure suddenly appears in a dark and sombre space. His supple body slips from character to character and speaks a curious language that owes as much to Dada as it does to an emerging form of Esperanto. Video, sound and objects dub the character, support it and revitalise it: post-synchronised voiceover, movements accompanied by unexpected sound effects, a video half-body that upsets that other living half... Everything that this whimsical character comes across becomes a tool for reinventing one’s self.

Somewhere between short sketches and magic, between sound effects and rap, this one-man-show for teenagers is a theatrical and wild call for free creativity and an aesthetic experience that taps into young people’s points of reference (music, fantastical worlds, cross-dressing monsters and uncertain gender), encouraging the audience to make them their own, play around with them, and freely explore the wandering paths of one’s imagination.