Like every place on Earth it was packed. NEW UNSCRIPTED SHOW- THE WAY WE MIGHT HAVE BEEN ran the 3-D hoardings outside. The Black Cabaret was the latest thing: a place where people came, not to be lifted out of themselves, but to be lowered into a sort of communal sink of negative emotions. An inchoate prayer, .one of my men had called it. A gross slander on our parents, said another.
Oconnor, Mark, The Black Cabaret, Kunapipi, 1(2), 1979.