In 1907, Henry Lawson felt the motor car was “sullen, like a thing that should not be”. Indeed, in the early 1900s cars were, for many, a symbol of power and wealth: noisy, dangerous, destructive and unfamiliar. Part love letter to the freedom of the ride, part eulogy to the single-driver gas guzzler, Eleanor Jackson shares her love-hate relationship with cars, driving, and the open road in these small group performances situated in an iconic Buick at the Blue Moon Cafe.
Free – limited spots, bookings essential online
