Eric Page

My main knowledge of The Flaming Lips comes from a couple of albums released about a decade ago. They seemed quite sweet, though occasionally slight, collections about scientists and killer robots – not sure if such a category exists but let’s call it Geek Pop. Their show at the Dome last night show

Neil Bartlett and Paule Constable’s staging of Britten’s Canticles is a beautiful, often sublime, experience in which the sacred and the earthly meet to powerful effect. Although most of the words are inaudible due to the operatic style of singing – my companion said he wasn’t sure he got one – this