Stomp! Louder! It doesn’t hurt…that much.

Matchboxes, brooms, garbage cans, Zippo lighters. You’re out a hundred bucks and you have no idea what the hell is happening.

No need for worry. This is culture.

Those oddly threatening, sweaty people in tattered overalls are not heroin addicts.

You won’t be in that seedy back alley for very long…

Because the doors of the theatre open an hour or so before the performance. And those wordless people habitually beating various detrital instruments, alight with manic energy, are probably more partial to cocaine.

Smashing language barriers and eardrums alike, STOMP is back in Australia and they’re louder and more viscerally rewarding than ever.

For two hours.

Set pace-makers to fun!

Ushers are available to escort you out upon request if you have an inner-ear thing.