WILL STONE is frustrated by a performance that chooses to garble the lyrics and drown the songs in reverb
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ALAN CAIG WILSON is hypotised by a compelling and elusive show about love and death
NAKED NARRATIVE: Daniel Goldman in Divine Invention
[Adam Lenson]
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
Divine Invention
Summerhall, Edinburgh
SERGIO BLANCO’s one-man show Divine Invention is part performance lecture, part fictionalised autobiographical memoir. For 65 minutes it draws us in, folding and twisting us through the fabric of its truth.
A man sits at his desk surrounded by props which we read as if reading a film-screen. A notebook, an art-card of a Francis Bacon painting, a microscope (mystifying, and ultimately ultimately enlightening) — objects that encourage us to draw connections.
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