This is Mozart like you’ve never seen him before: Punk rock-esque and impulsive in patent pink Doc Martins, shouting the c word. Throw in a few Masonic rituals, ghostly father figures and genius slipping into insanity and you’re about to witness one of the most famous love/hate relationships in history…
This is the Strictly Come Dancing of ballets: a whirl of sequins, lifts and fab-u-lous entertainment. All packaged up in a couple of hours, leaving plenty of to seek out some mulled wine and add ‘gorgeous magical Nutcracker/ sugar plum fairy’ to your Christmas list.
There’s a reason the Bard has lasted the test of time – if you’ve ever made a boast you regret, felt fiercely loyal to a sibling or been worried about the long distance thing, there’s something in here for you.
Culture is a young person’s game. I know, you thought it was only for ‘old/ rich/ Eton-educated people who pretend not to fall asleep in the dark for a few hours’. I’ve started this blog to explain why I (not old/ rich/ Eton-educated) enjoy dance, theatre and opera and to give you a few easy… Continue reading The one where your hairdresser hooks you up
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