You’d be foolish for thinking, even for a second, that was Loud Poets at their peak. Yes, it's organised; structured; hilarious; poignant. But the gang's most recent Fringe performance isn’t its the final form; it’s the start of a brand new chapter.
Loud Poets delivered a performance that felt like the culmination of a decade’s refinement—sleek, confident, and emotionally charged. The ensemble—Katie Ailes, Mark Gallie, Kevin McLean, and musician Jack Hinks—have evolved from grassroots disruptors into a polished poetic force, without losing the spark that made them essential. If you’ve seen any of them across the year’s, this feels special to be a part of.
With a clear arc and seamless transitions that allow each piece to breathe while maintaining momentum. The blend of solo poems, duets, and ensemble work is tight and purposeful, shifting from comedic absurdity to political poignancy with ease. A tabletop RPG-inspired segment is, for lack of a more sophisticated term, awesome. Complete with audience interaction and plush props, lands with theatrical flair.
Guest poet Dean Tsang adds depth and contrast, his understated delivery and lyrical precision offering a quieter moment of reflection amid the ensemble’s high-energy rhythm. His presence reinforces the show’s commitment to platforming diverse voices and perspectives. While McLean’s tribute to protest and loss offers a sobering counterpoint, and Hinks’ live guitar accompaniment is a standout, shifting tone and texture to match the emotional cadence of each piece.
What’s most impressive is how Loud Poets have embraced maturity without sacrificing joy. The comedy still crackles, the activism still resonates, and the poetry still stings. This is spoken word at its most accessible and inventive—proof that the smallest section of the Fringe can still deliver the biggest emotional punch.