Last night I watched YEP young directors version of Crave. Thinking about Crave and 448 Pyschosis all I can see is pain. These are plays that document the pain of existence, the burden of depression, and the weight of the idea of death as liberty. Now firstly I'm going to say that Sarah Kane is a genius; her theatric and artistic understanding is formally progressive and visercally charged. There's no doubt about that right. Ok. So I'm not shitting on her. This isn't me shitt

Last week I had the privilege of spending a week in Hull talking to retired people about advice they'd give to generations below them. It was all great. Here are some highlights: "Take Your Time" (nearly everyone said this) "Enjoy it" "Don't Worry About Other People". The list went on. I've thought loads that we don't listen to older people in our day to lives enough and we certainly treat them terribly in the Theatre. There is a habbit of younger people dismissing people by