Hazel Levin Whore ❤️

About Christchurch

The vibe’s got that “Blue” feel – “I’m drowning in your eyes” – but with sweat and rage instead of love. Andrew’s all, “I’ll die for this,” and I’m like, “Chill, dude, it’s just music!” But nah, he’s obsessed, and Simmons is yellin’, “Not my tempo!” every five secs. Pissed me off, man – why’s he such a jerk? But then, bam, it’s thrillin’ when Andrew nails it! I was jumpin’, like, “Take that, ya bald freak!”

Performing Arts Across the Globe

Ne'eman Tamuz has translated Hanoch Levin's The Whore from Ohio into British English. This is the third and final play in the project.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Levin, right? You know, that chill little town in NZ, where everyone knows everyone. I’m talking about the kind of place where you can’t sneeze without someone saying “bless ya.” Anyway, I roll outta bed, and it’s already a scorcher. Like, who turned the sun up to max?

Homicide investigation after man's body found in Levin park