When Teenagers Took Over Her Maj

If you missed the demented and sweaty theatrical ride that was AUTO-TUNE, that’s on you.

It’s a hard show to pin down which is why we loved it, not quite a musical, not quite a rock gig, but somehow both at once, and something entirely new. Reviewers have dubbed it 'gig theatre,' and honestly, we didn’t fully get that until we experienced this brilliantly dark, funny, and unpredictable show for ourselves.

It caught audiences off guard in the best way, showing just how cool theatre can be. Chaotic, loud, emotional, and genuinely funny… until it suddenly isn’t. The show hits hard, with moments that really land. Think Donnie Darko, but darker, funnier, and channelled through a working band.

Set in regional Wagga Wagga, AUTO-TUNE is dripping with nostalgia for a pre-screen world, before smart phones dumbed us down, before the disconnect and isolation that come with them. The protagonist is a music obsessed teenager, and there’s a strong thread around teenage drink driving and the weight of mistakes, but it never tips into being preachy. In fact, those moments cut through the clearest. They’re the only times auto-tune drops away entirely, where voices are heard raw and unfiltered, straight from the horse’s (wolf’s?) mouth. Stripped back like this, they carry real weight. These moments feel almost sacred.

And then there’s the final sequence. Wolfman crawling over the crowd, phones held high, torches glittering like a starry sky, and suddenly it clicks. The collective whiplash in the room as everyone realises what’s actually happening is something else. A deceptively simple piece of stagecraft that has the entire audience gasping while their brains scramble to catch up.