On the stage, in the Baroque surroundings of the ballroom, a record player is placed almost centre stage, a 78rpm record plays repeatedly ― a woman sings longingly of illusions. To the left of this in what would have been the wings, where prompts would be whispered to the actors on stage, a single speaker is connected to the record player. A spotlight attached to the balcony opposite illuminates a circle of light on the faded mustard velvet curtains.
The 'decaying grandeur' and rather baroque look to the interior of this building seemed like a facade, a masquerade, an 'act' in itself. Innovative socialist ideas and actions had developed under its roof ― Oswald Mosely was refused a platform to speak here...