Yes, Flo and Joan are real sisters (though their real names are Rosie and Nicola; the real Flo and Joan are their grandmothers). Yes, they write their own songs. Yes, they sing like sweet angels. And yes, they are very tired of your bullshit.
The musical duo have a knack for turning everyday annoyances into hilarious, catchy songs. Like Lily Allen, they have mastered the art of hiding biting lyrics in pretty harmonies and hummable tunes. Their songs cover everything from anti-vaxxers (a song they'd written in 2018 and had thought they were finished with but have discovered a new relevancy for, for obvious reasons) to why the only two things that truly stick with you are every cringe-inducing thing you've ever done and the colours, in order, of Joseph's Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.
Flo and Joan are unabashedly feminist comedians, and on the day we saw them the crowd was filled with a post-Grand Prix crowd who might not have been exactly their target audience. But for women - or anyone - who understands "putting keys through our fingers like Wolverine" while walking home to avoid getting murdered, Flo and Joan are both relatable and hilarious. Their show is tight and polished, their songs catchy and their delivery deadpan.
