Peruse the private boxes and their sinful secrets, climb high into a seedy backroom bar, marvel at the artful artisans mingling with us mere mortals and dance the year away.
Tickets available from £10: https://goo.gl/0C33Ef.
The Last Tuesday Society parties donate 10% of their ticket sales to CRISIS. Our last party raised over £1,000.00.
DRESS CODE
Think masks and mystery; top hats and under garments; Tales, coats and tails' ruffles and bustles; shine and smut, ecclesiastical slut; byzantine glories, ottoman stories; Orion, the bitch, and the wardrobe; ball gowns and cannonballs; femme fatales; duels and jewels; cast out courtesans; banished banshees; Nephilim exalted and exiled.
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Main Stage
Desmond O'Connor
Your host, the undisputed king of cabaret, a fallen angel with a ukulele, Lucifer himself descended from the lighting rig.
http://www.desmondoconnor.com/
Urban Voodoo Machine
Gin-soaked and bourbon-fuelled, this terrifying beast of a band speaks the ancient tongue of Rock n Roll in loud, primal roars.
Link: https://www.youtube.com/user/urbanvoodoomachine
Chivaree CircusAt the risk of sounding less than sophisticated, your gob will be smacked, your mind boggled and you'll be searching the floor for your jaw as Chivaree Circus offer up a spectacular show devised especially for The Last Tuesday Society.
Link. Vimeo. https://vimeo.com/97207920
Rumpsteppers
Esteemed maestros of the decks, these gentlemen grab tunes from all eras by the throat and force feed them bass till the beats are unstoppable, and then garnish with a maelstrom of vocal gymnastics. Never was a dance floor so dastardly delectable.
Link: https://soundcloud.com/rumpsteppers
The sharpest dressed DJ in London, dropping the sharpest tunes.
Link: https://soundcloud.com/dj-jamie-moon
The Gods
Private Boxes
Feral and FrolicEverybody knows that theatre-goers of old paid top dollar for the boxes due to the privacy such an enclave affords, and therefore the misdemeanours to be enjoyed therein. Feral and Frolic bring you the most invigorating of installations, the most tantalising temptations for your sinful satisfaction.
The Olfactory OrchestraLet our Siren of Scent evoke your sweetest memories in her aromatic apogee. Lift your nose to the air and come reminisce in redolence.
The Tongue Twister
An Epicurean adventure awaits you. Twirl your tongue around an enticing slice with our sybarite Satyr, nibble a Bacchanalian bite or three to whet your New Year's appetite.
The Skintillating Chamber
Rest your bones on our pyre of pleasure, as our sensual, scintillating Sylph entangles you in tangible delights.
The Auditorium
The Queen of Cacophony, our resident Nymph, will tumble you through a smorsgabord of sound and symphony, plucking each of your strings, true and clear.
The Long Window
Wide eyed and bushy tailed, our Vixen, a vivid and voracious creature, will lead your roaming eyes on a ravishing visual voyage
Koh Phanganmandu
Remember that week you can't remember? The one where you came to on a South East Asian beach with an erotic My Little Pony Tattoo, a copy of Herman Hesse's autobiography and wearing nothing but a fez? This is where you spent that week.
Your hosts are Prinz Friedrich, a fin-de-siecle a cross-dressing Prussian Officer with a substance abuse problem, and a very fierce man who often dresses as a unicorn and hides his carrots in places you wouldn't dare mention to your mother.
Balcony Bar
You may find yourself seated next to a Tarot reader with knowledge of the occult, or a deft and amusingly light-fingered magician, be certain to check your pocket watch when he moves on. Seek out the heady delight of the cheeseboard and costume competition, so dress up, walk tall and be sure to be seen in all your glory, we are watching.
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