To rescue Kahlo from the clutches of the corporate art market, we need to acknowledge the overt and covert political dimensions of the work, demands GAVIN O’TOOLE
A memory lane like no other
Neil Hannon songwritting has withstood admirably the often cruel passage of time, writes JAMES WALSH
The Divine Comedy
Barbican, London
“MAYBE it’s tonight. Maybe tomorrow night, next week, next month, next year / We’ve only time to fear”
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