Kevin Quantum has come a long way in his hybrid career, and also very little distance; where three years ago Quantum Magic was performed in a cramped, sweaty
In a darkened upstairs room knots of untamed magnetic tape spill down from surfaces and across the floor and an oscilloscope flickers as the sounds of the future
The sound of pouring rain fills a dark, cavernous space, the smell of damp permeating the walls; while magnificent in its capacity, the remote Bly estate and the
Among misty foliage and mossy knolls against harsh piercing brass and rumbling timpani a hidden presence sings of his loneliness, his only companion the tick in his ear
We live in a world of science and technology, marvels to hand which fifty years ago were undreamed of, near global access to a communications network which allows
Beneath stone arches, ancient candelabras and tattered dust sheets lies the story of Cranholme Abbey, a tragedy told across a century and a half from 1873 as naive
Deep underground through the labyrinth of the Caves the infrequent Scottish sunshine never penetrates, and all that exists is a place where demons dwell wearing the human skin
It seems astonishing now, almost one hundred and thirty years after publication, that Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray was initially considered so shocking that despite having
