A big white yurt stands in a quiet Edinburgh square off the beaten track of the Fringe. This is the Chapiteau, and inside is a floor of soil and a circle of wooden benches. We are here for the circus – although this isn’t any sort of regular circus – it’s a piece of word-free […]
Tag Archives: Edinburgh Festival Fringe 2014
Livingstones Kabinet: KLIP
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorA cacophonic darkly comic live collage. A piece of tomfoolery from the void. Their words, not mine, but they’ll do very nicely, thank you. Words are important in this piece: words begged, borrowed and stolen from a series of parlour games. Words as in Merz declamations. Dada rants. Concrete poetry. Percussive noises. Song. Words that […]
Ontroerend Goed: Sirens
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorYou may be stronger than me, but I have a weapon. I can SCREAM. And so she does, and so they all do, these women before us, they scream. Very loudly. This is an immediate, clear, unequivocal feminist statement. We are women, we have voices, and we will not be silenced. Sirens is a show […]
Baccala Clown: Pss Pss
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorSometimes a show is such a total delight that it is hard to write about it without just gushing ‘See it, see it!’ – Pss Pss is such a show. See it, see it. Winner of a Cirque du Soleil prize, and playing the Edinburgh Fringe after successful appearances worldwide, including at the London International […]
30 Bird: Domestic Labour: A Study in Love
August 11th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorEveryday objects. Upright Hoovers, lots, dotted around the performance space. A ladies’ bike. A radiator. Electrical appliances. Extension leads. Marigold gloves. An ironing board. A flat-screen TV. The domestic environment. We hear a male voice on the soundtrack, mixed low – it’s hard to hear what’s being said. I pick up something about having to […]