Call Me Fury is about The Witch Trials. Sort of. It’s a ferocious exploration of womanhood in a world where the people around you, the legal system, the whole social order don’t seem to give a damn. Sound familiar? A group of women charged with witchcraft await trial and inevitable execution in a dungeon. There is no escape – except through their imagination, memory and humour, which in defiance are wild and boundless. The gallows loom just above them as a constant and physical reminder of the patriarchy, those that believe “when a woman thinks alone, she thinks evil.” Using folk songs and stories from witch trials across the world – from England, Colonial America, Scandinavia, Africa and beyond – their individual yet shared experiences are unified by the common thread of men silencing what they don’t understand. But they will not be confined to this dungeon; they will not be confined to History. Call Me Fury is a feral scream of rage, a commentary about sexual politics and feminism today. For women then, now and always. (But also for you, gents.)