You are dancing around in a metal tin that’s moving through space. You’re surrounded by people who are on the same journey. Together, wondering, ‘is this how it’s supposed to be?’
This is a play about the tube. The tube and you. And everyone who’s sitting next to you. It’s a party. It’s a sad song. It’s a universe. Now’s your chance to tap in.
Please mind the closing doors.
If the tube is a metaphor for the way in which we journey through our lives, blindly, robotically, and rushed, there is space for a shift in perspective. The human race is not one to be won. There is no need to push people out the way to get on or off first. Sardines explores to what extent we can replace commuting with community. Ultimately, we’re learning our way around the underground workings of being human. It’s a map we’re all trying to navigate.
This is mixed bag, genuinely funny in places, but not really tackling the issue it has chosen to focus on in a meaningful way
A portmanteau piece that’s more of a patchwork than a tapestry