EWAN CAMERON picks out two fascinating music shows, fusing the Korean, and the Celtic, with the modern
Making do in limbo
As for many, the last year of lockdown isolation has been a real challenge to me
Attila the Stockbroker
BENJAMIN POTHIER suggests that Palaeolithic cave paintings in Spain point to the ceremonial use of hallucinogenic flora
The bard confirms that the right has a humour bypass, and replays the English Revolution on period instruments
MARIA DUARTE and ANDY HEDGECOCK review Sunny Dancer, Tony, Songs of Forgotten Trees, and The End of Oak Street
JOHN GREEN relishes a powerful and moving drama that explores the lived realities of west London’s Punjabi community
MARTIN HALL welcomes a plea for greater compassion between believer and non-believer via the framework of philosophical enquiry
A YEAR ago on March 7, I played my last live gig before lockdown. I remember it very well. Brighton were away at Wolves so, as is my normal practice, I had a gig afterwards not far away at Katie Fitzgerald’s in Stourbridge
It’s a lovely, left-wing real-ale pub and performance venue immortalised by fiery local singer-songwriter Jess Silk in her song Friday Night at Rebel HQ.
The first Covid cases had already been identified in Brighton and I had realised that this was a serious problem. For me, it had extra import because of the COPD caused by around a quarter of a century of inhaling other people’s smoke at gigs before the ban.
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