PART splurge, part personal/political exposition Daddy (⭑⭑⭑⭑☆) convenes late evening punters. In due course, we learned that Daddy’s author and performer Joel Bray is also fuelled by a brew of anxiety and party spirit.Initially he lounges, pretty in skimpy pink, in a realm that’s feather-cosseted but also ominous. He’s an inviting, tactile, kind of a guy: Australian too. Let’s add undeniable and discard our comforting pint to wade in and kiss his proffered instep. Consensually we can then whiten him with icing sugar — which presently cakes.