Why ‘The Scene’ Needs Criticism

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In a city where the exhausted 9-to-5ers are preparing to flush their systems of administrative drivel with alcopops, the creative arts kids of the Solents and Trents are preparing their mouldy, unconscionably-priced student house for another DIY show.

The starchy sofa has been pushed up against the wall, MacBooks have been stowed away in locked bedrooms, and the ‘stage’ is little more than a cramped corner in the living room, sometimes strewn with fairy lights in an attempt to dress up the depressing décor. Amidst the commotion of unaware spectators, a band finishes tuning up and impulsively starts their set. This is ‘The Scene’.

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