
Speaking the same music, an ecstatic crowd and a stellar group of five inspired jazz musicians conversed in a packed Hamer Hall for about two and a half hours

Tough Time Nice Time is no comedy skit. There’s something much more here, but the journey is unnervingly, curiously enigmatic.

I turned up to the State Theatre for Wind of Shaolin with no idea what to expect. Physical feats that induce involuntary gasps of disbelief were kind of what I was hoping for.

There’s a fine line that most cabaret stars have to balance – between being one of us, the audience, but also making it very clear why they’re the one up there on the stage, and not down in the seats

