Martha Wainwright: Bloomsbury Theatre, London
Tim Cooper, Independent, The, 1 June 2006
THIS WAS AN evening that lent fresh meaning to the term "intimate" – and, for that matter, "spontaneous". It made you feel like you'd been invited back to the Wainwright place (or the McGarrigle place) for Christmas to knock back a few egg-nogs as the family gathered around the fireside with banjos, mandolins and accordions. "Drink up!" Martha advised during one of rather too many interludes to tune her guitar. "It'll sound better like that."
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