In Mr Carmen, Russian company AKHE delves into Mérimée’s original text (yup… the one Bizet simplified for his opera) and comes up with hands full of papier-mâché and rose p…
During the past few sunny days those of us in town have had a chance to notice something often overlooked: our shadow selves.
In the murky, grey light of dusk, half-filled vintage milk bottles line a sidewalk path.
Sometimes I find myself disco dancing.
The Hill Street venue has a great find in their ‘Master’s Room’ space and Hinge Theatre has installed itself there to present Ordinary Things: a two-actor, four character pla…
‘There’s some room down here if you fancy a dance,’ fiddler John McCusker encouraged vainly during last night’s one-night-only concert of traditional and new Irish music, h…
James Lambeth has a gorgeous voice and has selected a good list of Duke Ellington standards for his tribute ‘Drop Me Off in Harlem.
Pam Lawson has a crush.
An annoyed, travel-sized bottle of brandy shuffles over to his new neighbor’s house to ask that she please turn down her television.
It certainly is a paradox: is the ball of tissue paper in the magician’s pocket, or is it under the cup? Or is it in both places? Neither? With nods to quantum theories developed…
Presented in an actual lecture auditorium, The Softening of MAO-A has the potential to use all the psychological baggage infused in those stiff, wooden fold-up chairs to its advant…
Harriet Kemsley and Sarah Callaghan may be just starting out, but at least they have each other.
The weather’s been good for an outdoor performance.
I admit it, with a title like Caesarean Section – Essays on Suicide, I was worried.
‘Eyes that flirt with a tear are common round here, and misery loves company they say.
I just saw The Great Puppet Horn and boy do I need to catch my breath.
In a grey, raining world, five dancers flail through space trying to enliven it with their toddler-bright candy-colored clothing.
Four young men and women in their underwear lay in a pool of dim light.
Usually a quartet, The Explorers were down a sax player for their gigs today, but the remaining trio managed to speak eloquently despite missing their reed instrument.