Dark Erotica Quartet by James Hazelden

A blackly comic take on kink, sexual proclivities and satisfaction. Three seemingly disparate scenes that fit together, Russian-doll style, into a celebration of the lost art of spoken erotica. A play about the kind of sex we think about, and not the kind we have – the places we go in our heads when our bodies are otherwise occupied. Structured like a concerto, but performed as a play, with live diegetic music. A cellist. A drummer. At times, a band. Sex is awkward and funny, dangerous, dark and joyous. Sometimes all at once.

What if you were just a character in someone else’s fantasy?

Footfalls by Samuel Beckett

A woman paces in half-light, caught in the suspended breath between absence and presence:  What remains when care has nothing left to hold?  When love is tethered to obligation, and time loops endlessly back on itself? Samuel Beckett’s Footfalls is a meditation on grief, devotion, and the frail borders between. Celebrated artist Maude Davey embodies the role of May, a woman bound by duty, lost in quiet anguish, her every step compelling us to confront the spaces between words – where time stretches thin, and the heart beats with the quiet ache of a love that lingers.