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Kelly Nestruck11:00am The National Theatre director says the reason there's a shortage of straight plays in London is simple. Not enough good drama is being written
Matt Wolf07:30am More British audiences are getting in on a time-honoured American routine and rising to their feet during the curtain call. Does this suggest a newly emotional public?
More British audiences are getting in on a time-honoured American routine and rising to their feet during the curtain call. Does this suggest a newly emotional public?
Review: Mike Packer's comedy inspired by Johnny Rotten's rumble in the jungle is very funny, says Lyn Gardner
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In Search of Arcadia has come up with the goods. Big time. Burial are mad hot right now, and if you get your mitts on Bloc Party's Flux single on vinyl, the B-side is this awesome Burial remix of Where is Home?
On Monday night I shall be at Koko in Camden, watching Vic Chesnutt. He has a voice that sounds all swampy and reptilian, and lyrics that are funny and gnarly and beautiful. How can you not love a man who once told the New York Daily News: "Other people write about the bling and the booty. I write about the pus and the gnats. To me, that's beautiful."
Wednesday, I’ll be off to see the Duke Spirit. Their new record is brilliant, and I have a long-standing passion for their song Love is an Unfamiliar Name. I’ll be getting there early because Creepy Morons are supporting, and their Piece of Mind is one of my favourite singles of the year.
I have a day off on Thursday, so I’m going to attend a matinee performance of Mountview Academy of Theatre Arts’ One Act Play Festival at the Pleasance Theatre in Islington, and in the evening I’ll be heading over to west London to see Josh Ritter at Shepherd’s Bush. Ritter is a truly exceptional lyricist, and he and his band always put on a whipcracking performance.
I’ve been mining the Cherry Red vaults lately, so I’d wager much of this week will be spent listening to Ella Mae Morse, Erik Satie and a new 60s pop collection The Changing of the Guard — a riveting combination of pop music and interview clips with luminaries such as Andrew Loog Oldham, Michael Caine and Julie Christie. I’ll also been listening a little more to This Fool Can Die Now, the lovely new Scout Niblett record. You can see the video to Kiss, her duet with Mr Will Oldham, here. And I’ll be getting better acquainted the intriguing Fleet Foxes.
Last weekend I finished Richard Ford’s The Lay of the Land, so this week I’m starting Norman Maclean’s A River Runs Through It, which is - broadly speaking - a story about a family in Montana and their love of fly-fishing. I’m reading it for my own pleasure, and also for a piece I’m writing for a website named Caught by the River.
On buses and train journeys lately, I’ve been re-reading Thoreau’s Excursions. If ever you get weary of the bustle of the streets and the clamour of the billboards and the fact that our seasons now seem to be defined by the return of reality TV series’, Thoreau is a wonderful way to remind yourself how amazing the world is: “The booming of the bittern,” he writes, “…is frequently heard in our fens, in the morning and evening, sounding like a pump, or the chopping of wood in a frosty morning in some distant farmyard.”
My tip of the week: A boiled egg and Blossom Dearie is the perfect way to start the day.