What a free-wheeling frolic. Or, as the 90’s Ladette-obsessed tabloids would’ve had it, a runaway romp. And the answer to…
Big venue, big lights, sound, crowd… but not enough Nina! The clues in the title of course, a genuine cabaret…
Other than the closing line of one of Twonketta’s musical interludes, there was no ‘Soft’, ‘December’, ‘Night’ or ‘Tallahassee’. Of…
Tamsyn’s skint. So is her boyfriend. She works in comedy. So does he. They decided to move to London anyway.…
‘You off to work Dad?’ ‘Yeah son, I’m off to work.’ Observing the prop-strewn set one can only speculate on…
Wasn’t he lovely? Just ask Phil the celebrant. But seriously, he was. OK, funnily, he was. Very Funnily as it…
An oft-overlooked aspect of many theatre productions is the music/soundtrack/sound design(er), call it what you will… but this (Faye James)…
At first sight this seems and sounds very Merton and Manning but don’t be fooled as Fairburn quickly progresses beyond…
If you’re English, this show is a must. Pete Reid’s McKallaster has been purveying his intelligent, keenly-observed - crucially impartial…
Wow. Take a breath… prepare to be humbled by a surfeit of inventiveness and ingenuity… in a venue the performer…