By Lynda Radley. A Poorboy/Arches Theatre review
A SITE-SPECIFIC show in a 19th-century church offers lots of tantalising possibilities: all those empty pews, echoing galleries and haunted corners. They are not, however, possibilities that concern Lynda Radley, whose one-woman show for Poorboy and the Arches takes place almost exclusively in a wooden shed constructed on the Lansdowne's altar.
By Sandy Thomson. Poorboy review.
THOSE you'd most like to hear from are the drinkers in Waxy O'Connor's who break into a round of Let's All Do the Conga as 10 strangers walk hand in hand through their pub. Or the travellers on Buchanan Street underground who find themselves next to three dancers in devilish red fluttering on the platform to a Spanish guitar. Or the pedestrians walking down Midland Street as a gang of Asbo angels in white hoodies usher us into a blacked-out minibus.
By Sandy Thomson and Anna Stewart. Poorboy review.
ALL kinds of amazing things get washed up with the tide - and a lot of driftwood besides. It's a shame that Bridgebuilders, a site-specific promenade performance by Sandy Thomson and Anna Stewart, doesn't distinguish between the two. A deliberately fragmented collage of scenes on a theme of the sea, it has many valuable finds but just as many that you'd happily toss back into the water.
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