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Jul
25
Sat
Hitch! – Mary Bijou Cabaret @ Jacksons Lane
Jul 25 @ 8:00 pm – 9:15 pm

For the closing night of this year’s festival prepare for a thrilling adventure into the dark, twisted world of Alfred Hitchcock.

Walking a thin line between hilarity and horror, Hitch! was created by a troupe of international circus and cabaret artists, veterans of NoFit State Circus and the underground live art scene of London.

The audience is terrorised and tantalised as bizarre acts delve into the extraordinary mind of ‘The Master of Suspense’.

Basically, we’re seeing off the festival with a huge, peculiar, slightly terrifying but definitely awesome circus cabaret. Hang around afterwards for a late bar, cocktail concoctions and some post-show performances to die for…

Click here to see the full programme of Postcards 2015.

Jun
6
Tue
Declining Solo @ Jacksons Lane
Jun 6 @ 8:00 pm – 9:00 pm

Combining text with choreography, video and specially commissioned music, Declining Solo is the sequel to Two Destination Language’s award-winning Near Gone. A woman returns to visit her family home and misses the one thing she values most: the father she remembers.

“It’s in a place where there’s singing and dancing and eating and drinking and being merry, and of friendships and familial links, as the total core of communities. It’s in a place where we still have mountains unadorned. And where the summer smells of sun, and the winter smells of burning coal.”

Jun
7
Wed
Declining Solo @ Jacksons Lane
Jun 7 @ 8:00 pm – 9:00 pm

Combining text with choreography, video and specially commissioned music, Declining Solo is the sequel to Two Destination Language’s award-winning Near Gone. A woman returns to visit her family home and misses the one thing she values most: the father she remembers.

“It’s in a place where there’s singing and dancing and eating and drinking and being merry, and of friendships and familial links, as the total core of communities. It’s in a place where we still have mountains unadorned. And where the summer smells of sun, and the winter smells of burning coal.”