So the world didn't end after all at 6pm on Saturday night. But just over an hour later, I was in the bureaucratic faded splendors of Brighton Town Hall, sitting in the council chamber listening to a politician holding forth on the new society that is being created there, before we move next door and he's now not so much interrogating as intimidating someone who has apparently crossed the line, and tells him, "Critic…
SOURCE: The Stage at 02:00AM on May 23, 2011