The dust never settles. Oblivion lurks in every tastefully decorated living room. Somewhere, someone forgets to put out the bin.
After his Fringe First winning success, Luke Wright is back to subject the English language to a series of degrading new tricks. These poems tour the flat-roofed pubs and half-bought couches of Brexit Britain. They struggle with doubt, duty and a score of half-cut nights shouting impotently at Question Time.
Spend an hour with a great raconteur, spitting out visceral, inventive verse that sweats, bleeds and sings.
Running time: 1 hour
“Visceral, poignant, and riotously funny.” ***** Scotsman
“A rip-roaring raconteur, evoking a Larkin-esque sense of commuter belt ennui” **** Metro
“Cool poems.” Patti Smith