PAUL DONOVAN is chilled by the contemporary resonance of Harper Lee’s coming of age tale amidst racism and white supremacy in this excellent production
A man stands directly in front of the stage, facing ex-Auteurs singer Luke Haines, who is in London for a root around his burgeoning back catalogue.
The man is wearing a Suede t-shirt and, during large portions of the set, checks his phone for the football scores. I begin to wonder if he is some kind of performance art, making reference to Haines’s ’90s beef with the Britpopping androgynysts and Haines’s own descent into a kind of amused irrelevance.
I wouldn’t put it past him — last time I saw Luke on this stage, I was offered liver sausages by a man dressed as Kendo Nagasaki.
SUSAN DARLINGTON swoons in the presence of a magnetic frontman
WILL STONE in entertained, and some, by the Irishman Shobsy and the Dutch/Kiwi combo My Baby
New releases from Allo Darlin’, Loyle Carner and Mike Polizze
CHRIS SEARLE speaks to Ethiopian vocalist SOFIA JERNBERG


