May I give you fire…?
Fire is his element through and through. Adrenaline runs through his veins. His eyes twinkle with mischief. Hubertus Wawra, the Master of Hellfire, amazes, has you trembling, shaking and laughing.
Like no other he bewitches the audience with his humour, charm and dexterity. His talent is untouchable. Nothing is quite as it seems which guarantees a top class show-experience. Everything is unified to a grand picture that is second to none.
Those of you who have seen a lot of shows and think you know the entertainment business – prepare to be disabused. The combination of comedy, pyrotechnics and skiploader artistry is unique. He’s a grand comedian and a highly talented pyrotechnician whose CV includes several world records.
How and Why
- by Paul Belben -
I am Hubertus Wawra, born on a Sunday in the communist east of Germany and raised as a catholic. When I was a small boy I wanted to be a singer or a priest, but it did not happen that way so I quickly developed an attention deficit disorder and the ability to set my toys on fire. Aged 15 I witnessed the fall of the wall, lost any respect for politics and formed a desire to destroy much bigger objects. My parents advised me to learn a proper job so I went after a good school graduation to study the hotel business. I do not know if it was my love for burning ties or the fact that I need to have the last word, whatever it was though I did not stand a chance. Alone with my burning talent I turned my back on Germany in the year 1994. They didn’t seem to mind…
The great escape
I stuffed my stereo system, my records and my bed in an old VW Golf and drove in a cloak and dagger operation to London. The English were very happy and the Queen promised me safe conduct.
In London town I met a mighty wizard called Mr. Milton Grover and he enchanted me with his bright shiny eyes and said: “You gonna be a big clown”. In the spell of this magic I went to the circus school “Circus Space” in September 95. I learned how to throw things up in the air and catch them later when I needed them again, how to ride a unicycle without breaking my neck and how to seduce an audience without breaking theirs. But soon it became obvious that I was not going to be a second Houdini, and so I returned to the basics. In a dream I met Blixa Bargeld and he said: “less than half the world is made of teflon and asbestos, the rest is yours to burn”. This was all I needed to know. From now on nothing could stop me…