“Ladies, Gentlemen, and then all the legends that have realised gender is a trap – introducing the Sound of The Underground.” Out to the electric night, where the base line jumps in the backstreet light and the beat goes round and round. The sound of the underground is the sound of duct tape, lighting cigarettes, jangling tips and a whole lot of chaos. This is not your average night at the theatre.
Legends of the London queer club scene come out from under the gutter to take over the Royal Court Theatre. Expect punk, profanity and a fierce fight about workers’ rights. Hold for applause. Bring some change. Tip generously.
Downstairs