Last night’s performance of Songs of Hangings and Redemption was magnificent. Really awesome. I sat doing sound and lights with goosebumps on my arms. Graham Weir sang like an angel. Or like the devil, even. Pitchie blew us away with his slide guitar in particular. And when Fuzzy played his pennywhistle solo nobody breathed. The Intimate Theatre is an amazing venue for this type of show. It looks like an old barn and if the wind blows gently it creaks though the roof and even the ancient wooden floorboards. The audience response at the end was rousing. Which was truly amazing since there were ELEVEN people in the audience. Thank you you eleven. Where is everybody? Honestly, you can’t afford to miss this one. When we ran at The Kalk Bay Theatre people this side of town complained that it was too far. Here’s your chance. Cm’on.