What a day
I’m exhausted. If you’ve been following me on Twitter you’ll know that I was woken up by a text from my boss to say we were not successful in our bid to be one of the Arts Council’s National Portfolio Organisations. The company had been regularly funded by ACE since 2008, and now has a year to get its finances in order before they whip it all away again. I’m not...
The Tull had started put as trailblazing ‘crusties’ but soon...– I think it’s fair to say I’m quite enjoying Apathy For The Devil, Nick Kent’s 70s biog.
Catcher In The Rye would be much improved with...
As I mentioned in the week, I saw Vernon God Little last night, which was even funnier than I thought it would be, and excellently staged. Generally speaking, I’m a big fan of stuff that spins round on wheels, and there was lots of wheely spinning stuff in Vernon God Little. A bar that became a lorry cab, sofas that turned into a bus… The bit where he’s seduced for a...
I mean, you see reindeer and polar bears on TV, and you just know they...– I’m off to see Vernon God Little at the Young Vic next weekend, so I’m doing my homework and reading the book first. I like it. I like the way he spells ‘fucking’.