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This Is How We Die (Christopher Brett Bailey)

By Rebecca Jacobson | Published on Saturday 29 August 2015

Holy bloody hell, does Christopher Brett Bailey have a way with language. Starkly lit, a stack of pages on the small table before him, the Canadian delivers a searing torrent of words and images. It’s a throwback to the beat poets that still feels achingly current. It’s an assault on your imaginative capacities. It’s a surrealistic surge that cannot be contained: there’s a cartwheeling swastika of a man, a cigarette-smoking mouse, a priest in the desert who may be an assassin. And then there’s Bailey, squirming in his seat and spitting consonants into the microphone. It’s about love and life and sex and death, and about language itself. And at the end, your brain will quiver, and the floorboards will vibrate.

Forest Fringe, Out of the Blue Drill Hall, until 28 Aug.
tw rating 4/5 | [Rebecca Jacobson]