Sunday 11th March

We will never be warm again. Frostlings creep into our homes at night to reset our wifi passwords, interfacing their icicles to wage the coldest kind of information warfare. Snowmen wielding broadswords of sheer ice trudge through Brexish streets, slaying anyone who fails to produce a blue passport. Tea freezes solid within seconds of its pouring, as do our tears. The concept of sunshine is unfathomable to the young, who succumb to hypothermia whilst warming their hands to iPads playing the Netflix log fire. But it’s still Mother’s Day next Sunday, so be nice to yours before coming to see this dope, delightful and dead daft line-up. Details and tickets »

Sunday 11th March 2018