Joshua Brooks, Manchester; Tuesday 23rd July, 2019
“I am taking my vagina,” she said.
“I am taking my structured vagina. Yes, that is what I am doing. Taking my vagina.”
A deeply notional and abstract concept? Somewhat hypothetical maybe, perhaps a meta-theatrical allegory? One which requires interpretation by the audience in order to uncover hidden meaning in amongst the muddled context of cultural standards that forcibly drive the suppression of female behaviourisms?
Compared to the rest of the show though, these were lines of relatively lucid clarity.Read More »
The King’s Arms, Salford; Monday 22nd July, 2019
A police officer lies dead. Detective Rose Karlan has a chief suspect on the run, the cat-and-mouse chase is intensifying and Karlan knows she’s running out of time: she needs to find him fast, before he further escalates his sociopathic vision to to cleanse the world of what he sees as corruption – no matter what the cost.
But with his whereabouts uncertain Detective Karlan suddenly finds her investigation trapped with only one, last viable avenue open to hunt down the wanted man – through his mother.Read More »
The King’s Arms, Salford; Saturday 20th July, 2019
Louise is approaching the millennial finish line: the grand old age of thirty. But hers is no race where completion will see her dumped onto some proverbial scrap heap, Louise seems to have life fully sorted.
She has the look: specifically of a social media influencer – stylish outfit; stylish shades; leather jacket; designer handbag; even a suitcase packed and ready to go on a fancy holiday abroad.Read More »
Antwerp Mansion, Manchester; Friday 19th July, 2019
It’s Friday night, it’s Jackie’s night, and it’s going to be a pink gin night. For just three nights only, the haunted Gothic horror that is Antwerp Mansion has been transformed to become Manchester’s hottest and trendiest new bar.
Once a private residence for the super-rich industrialists of the Victorian age, nearly two centuries later this abandoned super-mansion on the outskirts of the city is taking on yet another new guise.Read More »
The Empty Space, Salford; Friday 19th July, 2019
Jack Cray’s set is a right mess. Literally. His Aldi carrier bag doth spill right over: on the floor are dozens of his personal medical letters, and a few random copies of Epilepsy Review magazine.
Either he’s in the middle of a fit right now or we all need to massively raise our awareness of what this mysterious illness can do because he’s sat there, casually lounging on his table, big grin across his face, nibbling away at a bunch of grapes and some desiccated coconut. Just straight, neat desiccated coconut, straight from the pack. He’s eating it.
Literally.Read More »
Hope Aria Academy, Manchester; Thursday 18th July, 2019
New York City: the Bronx – in a run-down dive bar the most aggressive flirting in the history of the human race is taking place.
Danny just wants beer and pretzels, he definitely did not come to sit and chat shit to a stranger who doesn’t even know him.
Roberta also wants beer and pretzels, but she’s game for a wind-up and there is no way she’s leaving him in peace.Read More »
The King’s Arms, Salford; Thursday 18th July, 2019
This is Our Kid: Jimmy James McGrath.
The heavy door creaks, it stutters open and he cooly slides through it like some kind of monstrous shadow: he’s clad in United’s black away top and a terrifying black balaclava, on the table lie two cans of Stella and a bunch of white lilies.
He steps in and looks around.
This could be the opening scene to the greatest Milk Tray advert that was never made, but if it were it would be the most Mancunian thing you ever did see. Especially as the backing track isn’t a filthy saxophone tune but the gnarly opening bars to I Wanna Be Adored.Read More »