Wit and wisdom of going it alone
TJ Dawe is a gangly, fast-talking and charming young Vancouver performer who somersaults over cardboard cartons and delivers an amusing and seemingly meaningless monologue about such mundane items as cat vomit, dead-end jobs ad pedestrian crosswalks. Eventually this sympathetic piece entitled Tired Clichés pleasingly evolves into a dark but touching rumination on one fatal co-incidence.
Kate Taylor
The Globe And Mail
Monday, July 6, 1998
