It's easy to think there's not much more to Hammersmith than the flyover, and the Apollo which you stare at for hours as you sit in traffic jams on said flyover. It's true that it's a bit short of good restaurants and bars (unless you want to pay over the odds for what is admittedly fantastic pasta at the River Cafe) but there's one reason alone that gives it a fond place in my heart (well, maybe two but that's another story) - the Lyric Theatre on King Street.
It is a beautiful old theatre - red plush seats, incredible cornicing and the rest... surrounded by a really impressive refurb that has opened out bars, terraces and cafes. Lovely. Best of all is the crazy stuff they decide to programme. Latest show, which I'm off to see in September, is The Bacchae, an exploration of female sexuality. If the last thing I went to is anything to go by (it involved simulated sex between someone with cerebral palsy and their carer) this won't be something for kids...
I love the Lyric for all this, but also because it has introduced me to some great stuff. Kneehigh Theatre from Cornwall, and Frantic Assembly are up there with Punchdrunk for physical theatre. They have some great soundtracks too - it was there that I first heard Lamb's stuff.
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