Where are you going tonight?

[thebish]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

does it also feature stuart maconie?

[Bruce Rioja]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

does it also feature stuart maconie?

It'd better not!!!!!

[BWFC_Insane]

Why is is that many artists, directors, musicians, playwrites, authors etc push a "left wing" or "socialist" agenda but seemingly few push a "right wing" agenda.

Why aren't they singing about things like "cutting tax and welfare" in the same way as many artists have sung out against war, poverty, George Bush etc etc...

This is a genuine question. There are probably in this country more people who are right of centre than left of centre as a general rule.

[Lost Leopard Spot]

Why is is that many artists, directors, musicians, playwrites, authors etc push a "left wing" or "socialist" agenda but seemingly few push a "right wing" agenda.

Why aren't they singing about things like "cutting tax and welfare" in the same way as many artists have sung out against war, poverty, George Bush etc etc...

This is a genuine question. There are probably in this country more people who are right of centre than left of centre as a general rule.

because right-wingers are dour unimaginative and satiated, whereas left-wingers have to be imaginative are hungry and creative, obviously.

[mrkint]

Why is is that many artists, directors, musicians, playwrites, authors etc push a "left wing" or "socialist" agenda but seemingly few push a "right wing" agenda.

Why aren't they singing about things like "cutting tax and welfare" in the same way as many artists have sung out against war, poverty, George Bush etc etc...

This is a genuine question. There are probably in this country more people who are right of centre than left of centre as a general rule.

The beatles sung about tax, mainly about them paying too much.

i guess cos people on the right don't feel the need to use a six-string applause machine to whine about something. hence the name conservative.

[LeverEnd]

Why is is that many artists, directors, musicians, playwrites, authors etc push a "left wing" or "socialist" agenda but seemingly few push a "right wing" agenda.

Why aren't they singing about things like "cutting tax and welfare" in the same way as many artists have sung out against war, poverty, George Bush etc etc...

This is a genuine question. There are probably in this country more people who are right of centre than left of centre as a general rule.

Frank Turner got a lot of grief from ignorant idiots who identify themselves with left-wing politics think that anyone who dislikes socialism (as he stated he did) is a dyed-in-the-wool Tory warmonger who wants to scrap the NHS and let people die on the streets. It just seems to be considered more trendy to espouse left-wing politics in the arts.
Not just in that sphere actually, I've lost count of the number of hypocrites who claim to be left-wing because they think it makes them seem enlightened, but when you push them on personal politics and issues they are the opposite.
Frank Turner sings about individual liberty, personal freedom, which is actually quite conservative in the general sense, but got dog's abuse for using the words 'right-wing'. So what? He writes brilliant songs with interesting lyrics but gets people who think they are anti-fascist telling him what he SHOULD think.

http://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/a ... th-threats" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

[William the White]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

I guarantee you'll come out singing the Red Flag... Do you want me to PM the lyrics?

[Prufrock]

Why is is that many artists, directors, musicians, playwrites, authors etc push a "left wing" or "socialist" agenda but seemingly few push a "right wing" agenda.

Why aren't they singing about things like "cutting tax and welfare" in the same way as many artists have sung out against war, poverty, George Bush etc etc...

This is a genuine question. There are probably in this country more people who are right of centre than left of centre as a general rule.

Frank Turner got a lot of grief from ignorant idiots who identify themselves with left-wing politics think that anyone who dislikes socialism (as he stated he did) is a dyed-in-the-wool Tory warmonger who wants to scrap the NHS and let people die on the streets. It just seems to be considered more trendy to espouse left-wing politics in the arts.
Not just in that sphere actually, I've lost count of the number of hypocrites who claim to be left-wing because they think it makes them seem enlightened, but when you push them on personal politics and issues they are the opposite.
Frank Turner sings about individual liberty, personal freedom, which is actually quite conservative in the general sense, but got dog's abuse for using the words 'right-wing'. So what? He writes brilliant songs with interesting lyrics but gets people who think they are anti-fascist telling him what he SHOULD think.

http://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/a ... th-threats" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

I like that student lefties can have a pop at Frank. This is the man who once wrote a pro-communist, anti-Stalinist song called 'I am the Party' which even got the word apparatchik in there! The same man who wrote 'Sons of Liberty', a student activist's wet-dream.

(link to 'I am the Party' for LE to enjoy,if he doesn't know it. It's less easy listening than his solo stuff : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3X-c2_M9fU" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;)

Anyway, I think the problem those idiots^ had, and the central one to BWFCi's question, is people don't use the terms 'left wing' and 'right wing' consistently. Neither are inspiring in their strict economic sense. Economics doesn't tend to make a good subject for art.

What has happened in the popular conscience is that 'left wing' has become a synonym for 'liberal', and 'right-wing' for conservatism (with a small 'c') and even racism. Liberalism and right wing economics aren't antithetical, as in 'free-market economics'.

The question then, better put, is why are there more songs celebrating 'freedom' than 'conservatism' or even 'oppression'. I think that question answers itself. Freedom and creativity are inextricably linked.

[LeverEnd]

Anyway, I think the problem those idiots^ had, and the central one to BWFCi's question, is people don't use the terms 'left wing' and 'right wing' consistently. Neither are inspiring in their strict economic sense. Economics doesn't tend to make a good subject for art.

What has happened in the popular conscience is that 'left wing' has become a synonym for 'liberal', and 'right-wing' for conservatism (with a small 'c') and even racism. Liberalism and right wing economics aren't antithetical, as in 'free-market economics'.

The question then, better put, is why are there more songs celebrating 'freedom' than 'conservatism' or even 'oppression'. I think that question answers itself. Freedom and creativity are inextricably linked.

Yes. Too many people obsessed with labels and a dogmatic view of what they think they should think. Very, very lazy.

[Bruce Rioja]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

does it also feature stuart maconie?

So, I went on a 'bargain ticket night', purposely, so as to deprive someone less able to afford their place in the audience. It worked, too. I ended up sat by David Thacker and I bet he didn't pay anything whatsoever for his ticket, the bloody hypocrite. Still, a man must make his own way in life and protect his own interests.

With the exception of the perma-stunning Margot Leicester, each of the cast started a little nervously and the interaction looked a little, well, staged, but that soon passed as they became more comfortable all round and delivered a fantastic story, superbly. One of Keiran Hill's better performances too, I thought, as something of a toff, but given the frequency with which he's being cast I'm finding it very difficult to be able to engage with his character portrayals beyond them being Keiran Hill playing something a little different to the last one.

As ever, Margot Leicester was absolutely beyond the limits of my explanation. When she cries, so do the audience, she really is that fecking good. On this occasion though I think that the strength of her delivery was ran a reasonably close second by Brian Protheroe as Arthur Birling. I knew that I'd heard the name Brian Protheroe before so looked it up when I got home - he's only the guy that wrote, played and sang the wonderful 'Pinball' in the 70's.
An Inspector Calls is a 'classic' for a reason. I learned why tonight.

The money that they've spent on doing the place up has been very well spent indeed, and I really hope that the cafe/restaurant (Eight) will become the go-to cafe bar, lunchtime rendezvous for Boltonians. Why shouldn't it? The place is modern, fresh, light and offers far more than anyone might expect to find anywhere else in town. Fancy some knobbish coffee and some lemon drizzle cake? They'll do that. Selection of salads and sandwiches? Sorted. Fancy a full English or a plate of potato ash? they had that on tonight as well. oh, and it's licenced.

Just wish that they'd spent a little of it on installing some air conditioning within the theatre though. As ever it was too hot, and given that the play's in the round with even more bodies, I heard plenty moaning about the heat as we were coming out.

[Beefheart]

I thought 'an inspector calls' was a right bag of shite when we did it in school.

[LeverEnd]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

does it also feature stuart maconie?

So, I went on a 'bargain ticket night', purposely, so as to deprive someone less able to afford their place in the audience. It worked, too. I ended up sat by David Thacker and I bet he didn't pay anything whatsoever for his ticket, the bloody hypocrite. Still, a man must make his own way in life and protect his own interests.

With the exception of the perma-stunning Margot Leicester, each of the cast started a little nervously and the interaction looked a little, well, staged, but that soon passed as they became more comfortable all round and delivered a fantastic story, superbly. One of Keiran Hill's better performances too, I thought, as something of a toff, but given the frequency with which he's being cast I'm finding it very difficult to be able to engage with his character portrayals beyond them being Keiran Hill playing something a little different to the last one.

As ever, Margot Leicester was absolutely beyond the limits of my explanation. When she cries, so do the audience, she really is that fecking good. On this occasion though I think that the strength of her delivery was ran a reasonably close second by Brian Protheroe as Arthur Birling. I knew that I'd heard the name Brian Protheroe before so looked it up when I got home - he's only the guy that wrote, played and sang the wonderful 'Pinball' in the 70's.
An Inspector Calls is a 'classic' for a reason. I learned why tonight.

The money that they've spent on doing the place up has been very well spent indeed, and I really hope that the cafe/restaurant (Eight) will become the go-to cafe bar, lunchtime rendezvous for Boltonians. Why shouldn't it? The place is modern, fresh, light and offers far more than anyone might expect to find anywhere else in town. Fancy some knobbish coffee and some lemon drizzle cake? They'll do that. Selection of salads and sandwiches? Sorted. Fancy a full English or a plate of potato ash? they had that on tonight as well. oh, and it's licenced.

Just wish that they'd spent a little of it on installing some air conditioning within the theatre though. As ever it was too hot, and given that the play's in the round with even more bodies, I heard plenty moaning about the heat as we were coming out.

Sounds promising Bruce. Going midweek, don't know the play at all though.

[William the White]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

does it also feature stuart maconie?

So, I went on a 'bargain ticket night', purposely, so as to deprive someone less able to afford their place in the audience. It worked, too. I ended up sat by David Thacker and I bet he didn't pay anything whatsoever for his ticket, the bloody hypocrite. Still, a man must make his own way in life and protect his own interests.

With the exception of the perma-stunning Margot Leicester, each of the cast started a little nervously and the interaction looked a little, well, staged, but that soon passed as they became more comfortable all round and delivered a fantastic story, superbly. One of Keiran Hill's better performances too, I thought, as something of a toff, but given the frequency with which he's being cast I'm finding it very difficult to be able to engage with his character portrayals beyond them being Keiran Hill playing something a little different to the last one.

As ever, Margot Leicester was absolutely beyond the limits of my explanation. When she cries, so do the audience, she really is that fecking good. On this occasion though I think that the strength of her delivery was ran a reasonably close second by Brian Protheroe as Arthur Birling. I knew that I'd heard the name Brian Protheroe before so looked it up when I got home - he's only the guy that wrote, played and sang the wonderful 'Pinball' in the 70's.
An Inspector Calls is a 'classic' for a reason. I learned why tonight.

The money that they've spent on doing the place up has been very well spent indeed, and I really hope that the cafe/restaurant (Eight) will become the go-to cafe bar, lunchtime rendezvous for Boltonians. Why shouldn't it? The place is modern, fresh, light and offers far more than anyone might expect to find anywhere else in town. Fancy some knobbish coffee and some lemon drizzle cake? They'll do that. Selection of salads and sandwiches? Sorted. Fancy a full English or a plate of potato ash? they had that on tonight as well. oh, and it's licenced.

Just wish that they'd spent a little of it on installing some air conditioning within the theatre though. As ever it was too hot, and given that the play's in the round with even more bodies, I heard plenty moaning about the heat as we were coming out.

Good to read. I'll be going after the Valencia trip. The play is an absolute classic in many ways - I used it with first year undergrads to investigate dramatic structure - for which it is perfect.

[thebish]

It's Brixham Fishstock today - The annual Seafood and Music Festival in the beautiful seaside town of Brixham

http://www.fishstockbrixham.co.uk/

it was pissing it down this morning - but now the sun's out! yay!!

[clapton is god]

The Octagon. An Inspector Calls by J.B. Preiestley, a renowned socialist, directed by David Thacker, a man that uses plays to promote the socialist agenda at any opportunity. I'll do my best not to stand up, mid scene, shouting "Er, excuse me, can I just stop you there?"

So, I went on a 'bargain ticket night', purposely, so as to deprive someone less able to afford their place in the audience. It worked, too. I ended up sat by David Thacker and I bet he didn't pay anything whatsoever for his ticket, the bloody hypocrite. Still, a man must make his own way in life and protect his own interests.

With the exception of the perma-stunning Margot Leicester, each of the cast started a little nervously and the interaction looked a little, well, staged, but that soon passed as they became more comfortable all round and delivered a fantastic story, superbly. One of Keiran Hill's better performances too, I thought, as something of a toff, but given the frequency with which he's being cast I'm finding it very difficult to be able to engage with his character portrayals beyond them being Keiran Hill playing something a little different to the last one.

As ever, Margot Leicester was absolutely beyond the limits of my explanation. When she cries, so do the audience, she really is that fecking good. On this occasion though I think that the strength of her delivery was ran a reasonably close second by Brian Protheroe as Arthur Birling. I knew that I'd heard the name Brian Protheroe before so looked it up when I got home - he's only the guy that wrote, played and sang the wonderful 'Pinball' in the 70's.
An Inspector Calls is a 'classic' for a reason. I learned why tonight.

The money that they've spent on doing the place up has been very well spent indeed, and I really hope that the cafe/restaurant (Eight) will become the go-to cafe bar, lunchtime rendezvous for Boltonians. Why shouldn't it? The place is modern, fresh, light and offers far more than anyone might expect to find anywhere else in town. Fancy some knobbish coffee and some lemon drizzle cake? They'll do that. Selection of salads and sandwiches? Sorted. Fancy a full English or a plate of potato ash? they had that on tonight as well. oh, and it's licenced.

Just wish that they'd spent a little of it on installing some air conditioning within the theatre though. As ever it was too hot, and given that the play's in the round with even more bodies, I heard plenty moaning about the heat as we were coming out.

Sounds great - we're there on the 21st.

Good to hear about the cafe too. It was always a weak point at the Octagon. We've eaten at the old place twice and been thoroughly disappointed both times so we'll give the new set up a whirl.

[Burnden Paddock]

Off to the World Black Pudding throwing championships in Rammy tomorrow. Might even have a go this year. Farmers market is on too.

[Burnden Paddock]

Off to the World Black Pudding throwing championships in Rammy tomorrow. Might even have a go this year. Farmers market is on too.

Went this afternoon and had to do a double take, when the bloke 'compering' announced that the next person to throw was, 'Dan from Reading'.

[Bruce Rioja]

Off to the World Black Pudding throwing championships in Rammy tomorrow. Might even have a go this year. Farmers market is on too.

Went this afternoon and had to do a double take, when the bloke 'compering' announced that the next person to throw was, 'Dan from Reading'.

I went too. For how long have farmers been churning out scented candles?

[bobo the clown]

I went too. For how long have farmers been churning out scented candles?

Never slow to sense a profit , farmers.

I'd guess the reply would be "since about the time they cottoned on that women would pay through the nose for them".

[Bruce Rioja]

I went too. For how long have farmers been churning out scented candles?

Never slow to sense a profit , farmers.

I'd guess the reply would be "since about the time they cottoned on that women would pay through the nose for them".

Fragile ground, Taffy.