The Devil's Storybook Experience

Captain Lucifer -
Photography: Xavier Clarke

Captain Lucifer - Photography: Xavier Clarke

...very thought provoking and gave a very different account of how the Devil can be seen... Annika Brown had hit on something special ... It is going to get hotter in more ways than one! ****”

— Sascha Cooper, reviewer

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The Risen and the Fallen
Photography: Xavier Clarke

The Risen and the Fallen Photography: Xavier Clarke

Lucier the Perfect Host
Photography: Xavier Clarke

Lucier the Perfect Host Photography: Xavier Clarke

Photography: Xavier Clarke

Photography: Xavier Clarke

photography: Xavier Clarke

photography: Xavier Clarke


“When you’re in hell only a devil can point the way out” Joe Abercrombie, Half a King

A musical journey through hell and back again. Be entertained, seduced and moved.

A show, half cabaret and half play, blending (mostly) original music by Annika Brown and poems from “From the Devil’s Pulpit” by John Agard.

Expect a hell of a ride.

“I’m always in touch with my demons; you never know when their assistance is needed.” Efrat Cybulkiewicz

This show, come about by mere accident (or did the Devil give me a gentle push?) is a sympathetic portrait of him, who is “part of the power which would/ the evil ever do/ And ever does the good.” (Goethe, Faust)
 

The devil as we know it today is pretty much a distorted and degraded version of pre-christian gods… like Dyonisos or Pan in Greek mythology.

In fact, one could argue, that what we call the devil is no more than what Carl Gustav Jung called “the Shadow” - the part of everyone’s personality which, through the course of one’s life, is relegated to the darkness of the unconscious.

But we cannot hide from it. It’s staring back at us. It’s playing itself out, as the collective shadow, on the global stage.

As Conny Zweig and Jeremiah Abrams put it,
“Revealing the dark side of human nature has been, then, one of the primary purposes of art and literature.”

So this is my attempt to give the Devil a voice. It’s got an urgent need to be heard.


“This thing of Darkness I acknowledge mine.” Shakespeare, The Tempest

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