Sitting in the west moat of the Tower of London, members of an orchestra are preparing their instruments. Gongs, electric guitars and cellos rest beneath defensive stone walls. Nine vocalists deliver an acapella rendition of Bowie’s Ashes to Ashes, the last note of which is sustained. As it turns into a drone, bearskins emerge from further down the […]

 Beauty, Morality, Ageing, Power… Theatre elder Dorothy Max Prior, young reporter/performer  Ciaran Hammond, and – placed somewhere between those two – artist and writer Zoe Czavda Redo offer a three-way reflection on Gob Squad’s Creation (Pictures for Dorian) ‘It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.’  Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Dorothy Max […]

Outside the theatre, there’s a drizzle and the sky is fluorescent grey. Inside, a much larger storm seems to be brewing: wind howls by the regal gold balconies, the sound of heavy rain slapping and splashing on decks is so convincing I look around in fear for the seats – their aged red velvet already fragile. […]

A woman in a skirt-suit and glossy dark hair hurries through a corridor, trailing a suitcase. Another one, identically dressed, mirror image or fellow flight attendant, crosses opposite, also with suitcase. They traverse the back strip of a bare stage, exposed by opened black curtains. A third woman (or is it the first?) comes from […]

Not too hot, not too cold, but just right. Goldilock, Stock and Three Smoking Bears is a meta-theatrical physical comedy piece that is both whimsical and depraved. The basic premise is as follows: an East London gang lord, Harry, gets one of his shmucks, a Danny Dyer-esque, wheeler-dealer type called Vinnie, to sell a central London property. […]