London’s answer to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival takes place in the vaults below Waterloo station. Packed with independent theatre and music, the festival, on until March 18th, is an opportunity to see reasonably priced innovative productions you wouldn’t find anywhere else. Arts editor Jingie Cheng reports on the
Tourettes hero Jess Thom gives Beckett’s notoriously difficult motormouth in Not I a personal and political spin.
Innovative staging, classic rock and modern costuming, makes The Bridge’s adaptation an unique experience.
The saga continues, covering ‘76 to the mid-90s or so. Stay tuned for Part III, where I’ll wrap this shit up.
Something of a hit and miss, a retrospective of Mark Dion’s work is most successful when it embraces the realities of nature.
The queue looped around two corners as fans waited eagerly to pass beneath the dome of the O2 Academy Brixton. Spanning the readergraph above them hailed the cause: Australian psych-rockers King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard. Performing their only London show in the support of the immense five albums they
Returning to another sold-out Brixton Academy, Franz Ferdinand demonstrated that their new material is just as capable as their back-catalogue of indie anthems at getting nearly five thousand people dancing. The band are touring their recently released fifth album, Always Ascending, which is their first in five years. In that
First things first, 22, A Million is the Kid A of this generation. With that in mind, it is absolutely necessary to see Bon Iver in their current form. Performing two sets (with a 22 minute interval) at the Hammersmith Apollo with candles adorning the stage, this night was a
It’s been a while since I wrote a proper review. This isn’t a proper review. Though really, they seldom are. I’ve listened to this album twice. Once yesterday while I was working, and once more this morning as I walked through the snow into the Felix office.
Just looking at the elaborate setup laid out on stage before he made his appearance, it was hard to believe it was going to be a one-man show. Yet, for two hours, in what was the penultimate of four sold-out gigs at the Barbican, Nils Frahm dominated the stage only
In fluorescent light, antisocialites…” croons Molly Rankin during a superb live rendition of the track ‘Dreams Tonite’ from Alvvays’ most recent effort, Antisocialites. It’s easy to feel she’s describing the crowd as we stand captivated under dreamy stage lights with barely a sense of who’s around us.
Felix Music’s resident punk rock addict gives the first instalment of a comprehensive history of the genre...