The Aberdeen Discovery Show began in the spring of 2011 when Boisdale’s Thames-side location first opened (Belgravia and Bishopsgate preceded it). January marks the first month that it is taking place under new programming management.
“Her vocals were at once those of a big cat and of a butterfly – a flurry of emotions vocalised instinctively and immediately. It was only later that I realised this was what soul music was.”
“I pray the poor soul chancing upon this despair-smirched scrawl forgives the quality of my record. It has been four nights since last I slept. Frequent opium use has afforded little respite to my fractured sanity…”
Gin and jazz has long been one of my favourite cocktails. During my student years…
The Royal Ballet’s production of Romeo and Juliet is a maelstrom of heartbreak, elation and spirited sass, writes Charlotte Skeoch, for whom public displays of gushy emotion are a rare occurrence.
Set in the fictional Ministry of Cultural Integrity, where a ‘healthy, muscular and tender understanding of our cultural heritage’ is the order of the day, Hydrocracker’s production draws on five of Pinter’s politically motivated short plays.
“I never thought it was shameful. It felt normal. It’s just that it was much better than pounding a typewriter eight hours a day.” Steve Thompson muses over the life and career of America’s pin-up queen.
In recent months, Spielberg has returned to the big screen with the re-incarnation of Jurassic Park, then The Adventures of Tintin, and now the filmic interpretation of the Tony award-winning stage production War Horse.
First there was the achingly glamorous Proud Cabaret; now Alex Proud sets pulses racing once again, bringing the stars of London’s burlesque circuit to Proud Kitchen for his latest venture, Burlesque After Dark…
“Exposure is huge, and once you put your foot in it, and it takes off, it’s quite a beast. It’s quite devouring, because you have to find a way that you are not invaded all the time by lenses and by people looking.”
Charlotte Skeoch indulges in the Royal Ballet’s production of The Sleeping Beauty
If you weren’t lucky enough to frequent a certain type of picture house of the 60s, 70s and early 80s, you’ve lost your chance to experience the true Grindhouse effect in all its filthy glory. Until now…