The acts

Everyone who sings at the club, drawn as themselves: humans, robots, animals, slop and aliens. Each one dances on the stage while the lights run its show.

15 acts and 96 recordings, every one machine-made, from Lamewire. Put a recording on stage and the floor has it ready. Nothing plays until you press Play there.

Odd Glove

Animal · Folk waltz

A hedgehog who lives in the hedge by the path and wears the single glove somebody hung there for its owner, and sings folk.

Duplicate

Robot · Confessional country-pop / narrative pop

The returns desk’s copier robot, who keeps the customer copy of everything, Mrs Ledger’s receipt included, and sings what is written on it.

Beginners Please

Human · Musical theatre

A chorus of understudies called for a show that never went up, who wait in the wings and sing patter songs.

The Sluice Hands

Animal · Sea shanty

A crew of sprats, live fish with faces and fins, who haul the buckets at the sluice for Mother Sprat and sing while they do it.

The Urn

Robot · Soul / R&B / Drum and bass

The staff canteen’s robot, with an urn for a body, always hot, its red light always on, who sings soul.

Spare Bulb

Alien · Vocal trance / Synth-pop

A small alien whose head is a glass bulb with a purple thunderstorm in it, found in the drawer of spare bulbs, where it was taken for one.

Not Filed

Slop · Nu-metal / rap-rock

Three living slop creatures from the escaped batch, a jelly that never set, a heap of gumballs and a foil swan, playing nu-metal on the way to the Out tray.

The Closing Choir

Alien · Gospel / choir

A choir from somewhere else that arrives at closing to sing the checklist over the showroom, and is gone before the lights go down.

Second Class

Animal · Indietronica / dreamy electropop

A pigeon carrying a postcard it was never sent with, who sings dreamy electropop about the places on the card’s front.

Lane Rope

Human · Big-band swing crooner / Bossa nova

A line of lifeguards strung across the biggest of the poolrooms, holding the floats that keep the lanes for swimmers who never come, who croon big-band swing.