In many disciplines, collaboration is key as diverse views often make for a more rounded end result. The Design Museum regularly shows great examples of this open minded ethos and the Bloomsbury Festival carries on the diverse approach that was pioneered in the area many years ago. Metallica, on the other hand, are the complete antithesis of this theory. Hermetically sealed, they allow very little outside influence, yet have outlasted their rivals and continue to shape the next generation. London allows for both philosophies to thrive which is why its arts scene continues to be so interesting.
After a decade of promoting the best and brightest, this event has matured into something more than just a talent showcase. This year’s theme centres on activism and protest which is probably on a lot of people’s minds right now. Flags denoting refugee status at the Olympics, together with the ubiquitous anti-Trump pink hats are all in the mix and the results will probably be as controversial as they are imaginative.
This year, the Bloomsbury Festival continues on its mission to promote left field takes on popular culture from around the world. Indian dance, Russian punk rock and local school choirs are all featured in addition to the extensive talks, workshops and art exhibitions. The event succeeds in presenting a global view while maintaining its local roots and this is what makes it so appealing to both Londoners and visitors alike.
Colin Firth and Taron Egerton reprise their roles as British spies who must now battle a ruthless enemy with the help of their transatlantic allies headed by Channing Tatum. There’s plenty of scope for cultural misunderstandings and political incorrectness as Julianne Moore steals the show as a hilariously eccentric, yet ultra glamorous villain.
Formed in the 80s as a thrash metal rebuke to the flashy excesses of Bon Jovi et al, Metallica remain stripped down, heavy and loud. They demand total commitment from their audiences and give nothing less in return – you won’t see any iPhones waving around in the O2 when James Hetfield and the boys start cranking their amps up to 11.