Joel has ‘daddy’ issues. His voracious cravings for father figures – from idyllic sugar-coated childhood innocence to saccharine queer adulthood – leave him wanting more.
And there’s something sinister about a sweet tooth. From the short-lived high to the inevitable dribbling-crash, sugar is obscene. Unfair. Like a kid in a candy shop, the imperial hunger for Aboriginal Australia has consumed everything it desires: land, women and children, all for a paternalistic fistful of sugar.
Featuring Joel’s trademark of conversation, dancing, and all-you-can-eat audience participation, Daddy is a confessional of lollipop-psychology, scrumptious seduction, and the inevitable toothache of colonisation.