This show is billed as theatre but that’s a step far really, as it has neither drama nor narrative line. It’s a gig (you applaud, conventionally, after each number). It’s also described as immersive which it perhaps is, but not deeply. It’s a bit like entering a faintly hippy yurt and getting to pass the guitar-guy’s guitar around. Projections of waves, birds and stuff add to the production’s art credentials. The music’s pretty good though and The Neutrinos create a welcoming space which I could not help but compare with a 1960s Velvet Underground gig. Some fellow critics hail this as groundbreaking; I disagree but most of our group of house guests seemed to enjoy it.

Summerhall, until 27 Aug.
tw rating 3/5 | [Alan Cranston]