
This innovative performance meshes notions of concert piano music and art song with explorations of erotic poetry.

I get the feeling that Finkelstein tells this story as a kind of atonement; and it’s not so much a punishment or confession as it is a reminder to himself and to us that we really are responsible for each other.

What’s compelling about the work is watching three world-class creatives interact with such precision, invention and, frankly, joy.

In one monologue, in particular, I felt as if Dalisa Pigram had buried something very sharp inside my chest and was, quite coldly and deliberately, twisting it to inflict further trauma.

Pacific Overtures examines the inevitability of change as Japan faces the challenge of westernisation by America.

It is clear from the structure of the evening that the enjoyment you get out of attending an event such as this, is solely dependent on the audience.

While driven by some commendably staggering performances from Iaheto Ah Hi and Taokia Pelesasa, it’s actually an incredibly shallow, unfocused work.