Blog: Dots & Dashes

As the hypnotic thrum of Clinic emanates from the far end of the theatre, their whereabouts initially appears puzzling. Heads of mouth agape aim off in every direction barring that of the stage, spewing inanity as they swivel. Perhaps the entrancing drones and dulcet tones of the Merseyside four-piece, dressed down in signature mutilated health care worker garb (scrubs and surgical masks as standard) are all too conducive to apathy yet such dispassionate indifference is fucking unreal. The reality is that James Mercer's glorified solo project that is The Shins , now tied up [...]