National 15-date tour | July – August 2024

Em Rusciano is back with a brand-new live experience and her first big national tour since her wildly successful ‘Rage and Rainbows’ show in 2019, and look yes, she is still angry, but now she knows why.

Em Rusciano in conjunction with Frontier Touring presents – Outgrown.

Covering all corners of the country, Em plays Toowoomba, Brisbane, Gold Coast, Wollongong, Sydney, Adelaide, Perth, Bunbury, Ballarat, Newcastle, Canberra, Albury, Launceston, Hobart and Melbourne.

Since last you met, Em was given the surprise diagnostic trifecta of – ADHD, Autism and behind door number three: early menopause! Any one of these revelations would rock most people to their core, but Em’s always been a show off, so of course she had to win at diagnosis Yahtzee.

Once she picked herself up off the ground (it took one to two business working years) she set about exploring what all of this meant, and along the way delivered a powerful speech about finding out she was neuro-divergent, at the National Press Club of Australia.

Outgrown is a hilarious, searing and multi-sensory look at the beauty that can emerge, after everything has been burned to the ground.

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The last five years have been brutal, beautiful and bonkers. To be completely honest, they challenged everything I ever believed about myself, to my core. Not to be dramatic, but the term “complete ego death” wouldn’t be out of place here. I’m limping out the other side of it now and felt that it was high time I got myself back on a stage, in an elaborate costume, to work shop my trauma, via an over the top all out musical comedy extravaganza. As one does!

Em Rusciano

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SHOW LYRICS

I'm 45

I’m 45,
And as tired as I’ve ever been
I’m not alright,
Everyday a shit fight at 45.

Remember us all in our 20’s
What a decade, take me back
Flexible, hopeful and clueless
No hangovers, a nice rack..

Remember your early 30’s
Living life, happily
Oestrogen, working ovaries
And no vaginal atrophy..

But I’m 45,
Lost control of my life and the rest of me
My body is on fire
How utterly shite
To be 45…

Fighting my girls
(Girls)
Feeling so low
(Low)
Googling divorce
(Vorce)
Chronic Vertigo
(Go)
Bingeing at night
(Night)
Angry all day
(Day)
Screaming at my husband to (stay the fuck away)

I’m 45 – I’m really not alright at – 45

[Dance break]

Seeing my psych
(Psych)
diagnosis, you know
(Know)
All of the lockdowns
(Downs)
Go irregular flow
(Flow)
Ah speaking of flow
(Flow)
My cycle’s been weird
(weird)
No seriously
(Seriously)
No!
(No)
Stop!
(Stop)
Stop it!
(Stop it)
Stop doing that!
(Stop doing this…..sorry)
Em: It’s fine. It’s just – did you hear – I said my cycle’s all over the place

Backing Vocals: Your cycle’s all over the place?

Em: Yeah, and I’m feeling hot and tired and really pissed off. My bones hurt too..

Backing Vocals: Could it be….the menopause?

Em: I’m not going to dignify that with an answer…..

But just to be sure.. I’ll just get

A hormone test

Backing Vocals: Test

It’ll be fine

Backing Vocals: fine

It’s not the pause

Backing Vocals: pause

I’m only 45

I’m 45,
Lost control of my life and the rest of me
I’m not alright,
Close to blowing up my life
At 45…

Communication

You know her name is Lilith, she lived here once before.
This is the room her Father kept when she came home from the war.
They speak in broken English when she is not ignored.
Drugs were not the problem – she was never really bored.

Well his name is Adam and he lived across from you.
He was the one who spiked his hair and missed a lot of School.
His Mother said he was the one, the cause of all her shame.
Drugs were not the problem – they blocked out all the pain.

Communication – am I getting through
Do you do the drugs or do the drugs do you

Communication – am I getting through
Communication

Menopausia

You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
Yeah you’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
When she hits a certain age
You’ll feel things start to change
You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)

Children gather round
Menopausia’s here
With a tale to tell, and you should feel the fear.

Shit’s about to go down, and you need to prepare..

Spoken: WHAT DO YOU MEAN MENOPAUSIA? QUIET.

The Baby factory’s closing
It’s reverse puberty
The brain stops making the chemicals
Reserved for empathy

That’s right – The womb holder in your life runs clean out of fucks..

You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
Yeah you’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
When she hits a certain age
You’ll feel things start to change
You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)

Your own personal summer,
An internal hell
Spare tire ’round your middle
Bid your waist farewell

It’s fucking shit.

Sex hurts, your shoulders frozen, and you grow facial hair..

You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
Yeah you’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
When she hits a certain age
You’ll feel things start to change
You’re about to feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)

Oestrogen leaving, brain fog increasing, it’s a hangover with no fun before..
Just a migraine and tears on the floor.

So do your bloody chores..
(Not your Mother, Mother)
Without needing the applause
(From your Mother, Mother)
Spread the message of our cause, there’s one fundamental law, don’t fuck with menopause..

Or you will feel the rage..
(From your Mother, Mother.)
Yeah you will feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)
When she hits a certain age
Things are really gonna change
You’re gonna feel the rage
(From your Mother, Mother.)

Say Next

Will heaven help me if I decide to pray
I’ve never done it before but today might be the day
I need someone to hear that won’t talk back
I don’t need answers I just need these
Thoughts out of my head
And the weight to leave my chest
And for my mind to take a rest
Cause I’m afraid of what I might say next

I try and manage through an old routine
That I can’t seem to stick to
I’m always somewhere else
I can’t enjoy myself

I preach a life of no regrets
And loving what your life presents
But what if I was wrong
What I’d give to take it back again
Knowing all that I know now
How I’d love to just restart somehow

But I know that
I cannot turn time back
Heaven knows I’ve tried that
Part of growing up is learning
One day you’re a Lover
Then you blink and you’re a mother
Now it’s more than just yourself
And there’s so much you have yet to figure out
Still you run around giving it your best
But you’re always afraid of what you might say next

I can only reinvent myself so many times
Before I lose sight of who I really am
Not just what I am to someone else
Feeling everything at once, I never walk before I run
And suddenly it hits, you realise that you’re on the brink of blowing up your life
Maybe I should take my own advice.

But I know that
I cannot turn time back
Heaven knows I’ve tried that
Part of growing up is learning
One day you’re a Lover
Then you blink and you’re a mother
Now it’s more than just yourself

But I know that I cannot turn time back heaven knows I’ve tried that
And there’s so much you have yet to figure out
Still you run around giving it your best

But if only you could see what’s in my head
It never ends
This beautiful mess

I’m always afraid of what I might say next.

Will heaven help if I decide to pray
I’ve never done it before but today might be the day.

Defying Patriachy

Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
Til now I ran on oestrogen
But now I run on pure rage

Yes I’ve tried hormone replacement
Yes I’ve tried the fucking gym
Tried Ritalin, mushrooms and Valium
But now I’m giving in..

It’s time to try defying patriarchy
I think I’ll try defying patriarchy

And you cunts better run
Backing vocals: Cunts you need to understand, she’s having delusions of murder!

National shortages of Vyvanse and patches
Can’t get the things I need
I’m tired and hot as hell
My bones are chalk, but still I bleed

Guess what there’s heaps available of, guess what’s always in stock
Testosterone and Viagra – what the fuck I’ve had enough

It’s time to fry the fucking patriarchy
Unleash hell fire on the fucking patriarchy
So you cunts better run

Uninhibited
The veil has dropped – I don’t give a shit
Whatever happens next,
I’ll just please me..
Emelia.
Dreams, the way I planned ’em
Total fucking mayhem
There’s no fight we cannot win

When you and I destroy patriarchy
Unleash hell fire on the fucking patriarchy
And you cunts better run..

(spoken) Well? Are you coming?

Backing Vocalist: I hope you’re happy

Em: WHAT?!

Backing Vocalist: Now that you’re choosing this

Em: (spoken) I actually don’t give a fuck what you hope

Backing Vocalist: (sung) I hope it brings you bliss

Em: SHUT UP

Backing Vocalist: I really hope you get it
And you don’t live to regret it

Em: I mean it – “or you’ll live to regret it..

I hope you’re (I’m) happy in the end
I hope you’re (I’m) happy, my friend:

Em:

So if you care to find me
Please don’t just leave me be
As I’ve been saying lately, I just want the chance to be FREE!

Free from the fucking depression, brain fog and anxiety
And before I forget (and I will ‘cause my short term memory is cooked),
take a message back from me

Tell them how I defied patriarchy
How I rained fire, on fucking patriarchy
And soon I’ll burn it to the ground

And nobody in all of Oz
No straight, white man there is or was
Is ever gonna bring me down!

(No straight white man)
Bring me down

(No straight white man)

Oh ah ah ahahahahaha
(Ahhhhhhhhhh)