“Robert Baxter bursts off the stage tonight in both metaphor and reality, all show and all heart. The joy in the performance infects and it incites – we’re puppets on strings, dancing to the many and varied pop, house, garage, or drum ‘n’ bass beats and bangers that we are yanked along to. On top of it, Baxter’s vocal floats as both performer and piper, a burst of light and a witchy, hypnotic finger beckoning us to a glittery, wonderful doom. You really should have been here for this.”
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