Offspring of an immortal father and a mortal mother, Hercules is an oddity - in possession of unnatural gifts, but bound by the same wheezing, aching, bleeding, flatulent body as the rest of us. This 'divine-fart' is the singularity of a musical black-hole in Herakles!, drawing in, distending, and ultimately obliterating a syncretic car-crash of references to classical and less classical demigods. Via various scraps of cultural flotsam and jetsam the myth finds its ultimate allegory in the traditional British Mummers play, a bawdy and incredulous tale of miraculous resurrection.