As our audiences arrive at Shoreditch Town Hall, they're divided into two teams. Their objective is simple: to beat the other side. As the show goes on, the actions become more extreme, the morality more blurred. The choice between A and B becomes harder to make as the pressure on you to make it becomes higher. If the game is violence and the goal is victory, will you win at all cost or will you play to lose?
I have been intrigued by the media articles showing distraught West End shop keepers and restaurateurs bemoaning the Olympics for emptying their emporia of customers. It seems that the promise of economic prosperity for all driven by the magic Olympic rings has evaporated as quickly as Mark Cavendish's medal hopes. Or has it?
In 2005 I had the brilliant idea to write a stage musical based on the cult Madonna film Desperately Seeking Susan, scored with the hit songs of Blondie. I set the show in 1979, infusing it with a gritty Lower East Side, punk edge. A real New York musical. Big producers from the West End picked it up, eager to open it in London - an Angloholic's dream come true! My dream come true.