Sydney Fringe Festival: Doomers by Matthew Gasda
The doomers are stilted in that strange tech bro way, unable to understand the implications of even their smallest actions. Their voices and accents clash in soulless conflict.
Sydney Fringe Festival: ‘Antigone is existential for me’
The production blurred time in fascinating ways. While grounded in Sophocles’ ancient text, it never felt bound by it.
Mixing RED with black: the death of the art movement is the only given
A tortured artist. A naive assistant. The child always kills the father. Pop art will kill abstract expressionism. It’s the 50s.
I was caught walking home with a pep in my step: 'Make Love, Not Instruments' by Hat Trick Review
‘The Spare Keys’ in Make Love, Not Instruments take you by the hand on a vocal journey, sonically stunning with a rich setlist of showtunes, mid-century love songs and modern belters.