Who says poetry is box office poison? Fresh from wowing crowds opening for The Libertines and John Cooper Clarke, Luke Wright serves up banger after banger at the hottest late night show in town. This is rock'n'roll poetry at its visceral, inventive best. You'll laugh. You'll cry. You might even pull. 'His performances rumble with rage, passion and humour' (Guardian). 'He must be on some kind of dope' (John Cooper Clarke). 'Cool Poems' (Patti Smit). ***** (Scotsman, Stage, List, Skinny, ExeuntMagazine.com). **** (Guardian, Telegraph, Mirror).