If the Rolling Stones isn’t stuck in your head with that title, you’re a stronger person than me. But there’s no Mick Jagger in this wry comedy about, of course, one crazy summer in the 1970s. Instead, playwright Allison Gregory explores the glories of Seventies adolescent girlhood – hence the evocative soundtrack. Wild Horses originally premiered at the VORTEX nine years ago, raking in local awards for the script and acting. And now, it returns for a victory lap on a larger stage. – Cat McCarrey
