It’s a pyramid scheme, it’s a bit of beef between your teeth, it’s the crushing weight of being alive.

Counting sheep can’t help you now. Endure an evening with an insomniac, and see what’s keeping them up for yet another sleepless night.

A rumination on mortality, privilege and perception, Night Sweats cast a frenetic internal monologue onto the stage; exposed and uncompromised in all its bizarre glory. A darkly humorous piece of storytelling, song and visual magic, one man’s ode to the witching hour.

Night Sweats brought together emerging and established creatives to create an intimate spectacle, speaking to this age of short attention spans and uncertainty.