Barbican, LondonThese days, a lot of theatre can put you to sleep quicker than a sedative, as almost any night in the West End proves. The lights go down, and the whole of row E nods off happily until the interval tipple. But Duckie, the maverick producing outfit more often to be found raving into the wee small hours at the Royal Vauxhall Tavern, has come up with a sleepover show specifi…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 12:59PM on June 30, 2011