They come together again. As they do every year. For a rehearsal. For A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Everyone knows the roles. Everyone knows the rituals. And yet something hangs in the air that does not quiet belong to the play. Because there was a last summer. And no one likes to talk about it. What starts as a rehearsal slips into a night no one planned. A flicker in the light. Voices in the dark. A donkey. Or whatever it sets in motion.
I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SOMMERNACHTSTRAUM combines Shakespeare with slasher vibes. Dance turns into a hunt. Choral singing becomes rumor. Music becomes a racing pulse. At some point, the question is no longer just how to stage Shakespeare today, but: what happens when a group can no longer avoid itself – when love, jealousy, shame, and guilt suddenly take on a body. A music theatre evening somewhere between dance, scene, song, and collage. Funny, precise, unsettling. And perhaps a little too close for comfort.
