The Way Theatre, Atherton; Saturday 13th July, 2019

When you share a huge problem with someone, you can cut it in half. But if you cut a huge problem in half, you still have a huge problem.
Co-created by Marissa Moore and Joe Kennedy, Stages follows the story of a family struggling under the weight of a viscous grief which seems to be slowly grinding them to a complete halt.
In a fantastic twist which is cleverly held back till the very end of the performance, the grief event that stalks them is never really explained or sufficiently elaborated upon – it simply lurks in the story line, the perfect villain of intangible infamy, an enemy which is unseen, and therefore one which seems undefeatable.

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The King’s Arms, Salford; Saturday 13th July, 2019

Sisters Jude and Susie are a right pair of feisty gobshites. WE’RE A COUPLE OF SICK FUCKS, they proudly boast. Bold, brash and fiercely loyal to each other, they’ll tell you to your face that they could go off at any moment.

And go off she did. In an independent coffee shop full of Yah Yah Mummies, Jude got a little too close to the children’s artwork, had a proper dust-up with Bitch Mother #1, before losing her shit completely and kicking a pram down some steps out onto the street.Read More »

Old Bank Residency, Manchester; Thursday 11th July, 2019

“Hello, welcome to the meeting. Please enter your pass code, followed by the hash key …”

“After the tone, please say your name, followed by the hash key …”

The crackling murmur of someone silencing their What I’m Up To At The Weekend Blah Blah Blah Intro Banter Nonsense as the horrifying sound of your own voice bellowing out your own name pollutes the airwaves. 

It’s awful.

They’re looking at you now, staring at you, even though they’re on the end of a phone; they’re all looking at you. Please let someone else dial in right now and take the limelight. Please.Read More »

The King’s Arms, Salford; Saturday 6th July, 2019

 

It started with a cheap bottle of rioja. 

With a start like that, you can probably guess then how this might end.

Dawn Peechman is 33 and about to become an International Sales Representative. She’s big in pharma and has a massive new job lined up, abroad, in the sun. Big money one presumes. It’s all looking good.

So why then is she moping around a gloomy attic in a cowskin onesie???Read More »

The Crypt, St. Philips Church, Salford; Saturday 6th July, 2019

 

Just off Chapel Street in Salford lies the basement crypt of the 200-year-old St Philips Church: an eerie vault which still holds intricately carved headstones, wispy spider’s webs, dark tunnels – and no doubt countless chronicles of those departing souls that have passed through it over the years.

An apt location then for an exhibition of art works by the revered but mysterious painting phenomenon that is Gretel Sauerbrot. 

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