Mind your eyes, mind your ears!  Perched on impossibly high heels, all in mascara, false eyelashes, suspenders, feathers and a hat, this is Miss Knife. The crackling image of old-time music-hall, she will murmur to you of captivating, painful or daring romances. She will bewitch you with stories of lost loves, disappointed hopes, trampled dreams and dubious pleasures. With her silky and seductive voice, accompanied by her four musicians, she will let you hear the melodies and uneasy poetry that fill her nights. Oh, by the way, Miss Knife is a man, who would have guessed?  It was in 1996 in Avignon that Olivier Py first created this unusual character, this incredible drag-queen. Since then, he has regularly donned all the frills and flounces for an explosive cabaret performance where the diva rubs shoulders with the sad clown. Performing his own songs, Olivier Py portrays with obvious delight this strange cabaret singer. “When you have lost a lot of feathers in your battles, there is only one thing to do – stick your feathers on your behind,” he smiles. “For me, Miss Knife is a creature of dreams, in every sense of the word. I like her because she represents all the experiences of all the women I have ever met, admired or imagined.” Between Marlene’s riding crop, Barbara’s tender voice with a crack in it, Juliette’s sharp wit and also the ghost of Léo Ferré, Miss Knife will transport you to a world where it is good to lose oneself, and where the distance created by cross-dressing sheds a delightful, comic light on the darkness of the lyrics.