It may be warm outside, but you’ll be wishing you wore an all-black suit and tie to this one: it’s literally a funeral. Daniel Hoffmann-Gill’s father passed away in 2015 after living with dementia for some time. Apparently (according to his son) he was a bit of a prick, and it wasn’t exactly a struggle to find a seat at his farewell service. So, under the direction of Angharad Jones, we are gathered as guests to witness a recreation of David (The Great Almighty) Gill’s eulogy, as led by his son.

We begin with a part-reflection, part-stand-up retelling of events as they happened at the service (missed song queues and blubbering ex-fiancées included). Hoffmann-Gill paints a sweetly mournful picture of his late father: a lover of Elvis, money and his wife. The play then morphs into a difficult depiction of an extraordinary individual’s slow decline into dementia.

Daniel Hoffmann-Gill’s performance of such a personal story is simultaneously melancholic, cynical, and at times helpless. Comedic twangs break up the heavy material, creating an emotional seesaw that has as many ups as it does downs. The Great Almighty Gill is an achingly honest display of new writing. 

Assembly George Square, until 28 August, 1.15pm.