STEPHANIE BROWN draws attention to the hidden labour of the female embroiderers, and how a 19th century replica made no such error
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Insightful reminder of society’s fragility
Abigail Weinstock (Her/Baba) and Tom Mothersdale (Him/Man)
[Helen Murray]
MIK SABIERS revels in a band that ploughs an idiosyncratic furrow of expletive laden, guitar-driven alt rock
ANDY HEDGECOCK, MARIA DUARTE and ANGUS REID review Synthetic Sincerity, Our Hero, Balthazar, Heartstopper Forever, and A Year In London
The bard invites readers to a gig, raps for Clacton, and lays out the Burnham-Hurzeler conundrum
RON JACOBS recommends an important book that enhances the oppositional theories put forth by Fanon and, in doing so, remakes psychology itself
JAN WOOLF relishes an extensive history of our long relationship to trees in Britain that underlines the current emergency
DIANE WATT argues that while evidence of sex is not there, a 16th‑century lesbian poet could be Scotland’s answer to Gentleman Jack
Love And Other Acts Of Violence
Donmar Warehouse
A YOUNG man is overzealously shouting at a woman over the noise of a house party about the scandal of inflated university vice-chancellor pay while other staff struggle on low incomes.
It’s a very current conversation, a nod to the University College Union’s (UCU) ongoing campaign, and one of the only clues that this new play by Cordelia Lynn, finely directed by Elayce Ismail, is set in modern-era Britain.
As an opening scene to an otherwise extremely dark story, it’s hilarious in its familiarity of the social awkwardness that comes with trying to speak, least of all flirt, with anyone where the music is too loud.
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