Titty Bar Ha Ha

I've never seen a burlesque show before, but I've learned enough from Titty Bar Ha Ha to give you a pretty thorough run-down of what it's all about.

The air-raid sirens howl in wartime London. Hope and Glory, upper-class ladies who were crossed in love, are now working in the basque-and-tutu business in the titular Titty Bar. To be honest, if suspending disbelief is going to be a problem, burlesque isn't for you. Anyway, the girls drink heavily and entertain us with songs – a medley of "Bang Bang" and "Tainted Love" is genuinely brilliant, though mostly they are about saucy things like wanking.

Only go to a burlesque show if you're OK with the idea of being forced to do embarrassing things onstage by two ladies flaunting their boobs.

Ah yes, the boobs. This is important: to enjoy burlesque, you must at least be OK with boobs. Do not go and see this show if you've got something against boobs. Those two basque-wearing nightclub singers don't just have boobs, they sing about them, and call attention to them in a way that would be eccentric in other settings.

However, you should also avoid the show if you like boobs too much. This is George Square, for heaven's sake, not the Pubic Triangle; while songs about nipple tassles are perfectly OK in such civilised surroundings, actually revealing one would likely cause people to faint.

Burlesque, I think, probably appeals best to people in that sweet spot between not liking boobs at all, and liking them too much.