WILL STONE is frustrated by a performance that chooses to garble the lyrics and drown the songs in reverb
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Here comes the Sun King
JAN WOOLF revels in a painter of the poetic, whose freshness emulates that of the very young
(L) Ken Kiff, The Poet (Mayakovsky), 1977; (R) Open book and empty cup, 1999
[© Estate of Ken Kiff - Courtesy John Talbot/© The Estate of Ken Kiff - Courtesy of Three Highgate]
RITA DI SANTO points out the social experience of exploitation and oppression that inform the popular winners at this year’s festival
PETER MASON is tickled by a new book and exhibition that mine the rotten anachronism of the monarchy for laughs
A Nazi zeppelin whodunnit, death amidst detoxification, a twistaholic’s delight, and noir fiction for criminals
STEVE JOHNSON salutes the mellifluous tones and clear-minded political message of a uniquely relevant Birmingham-born singer-songwriter
STEVE ANDREW enjoys an account of the many communities that flourished independently of and in resistance to the empires of old
TOM STONE urges you to catch the last dates of a New York singer/songwriter, never afraid to challenge her audiences musically or politically
Ken Kiff – A Hundred Suns
Three Highgate, London
WALK up the hill from Archway Tube, north London — or down from Highgate — and find the gallery Three Highgate, and the current incredible show of the late British painter Ken Kiff (1935-2001).
Born in Dagenham, east London, Kiff later studied at Hornsey School of Art, just a mile down the road. He was always his own man — linking the inner world with the outer. Don’t all artists do that? Not like this. Note “the” and not “his,” as there is something universal about his work. His “constellation of mental activity” speaks to all.
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