A pair of crows fly low across the stage,
menacing dark and death, and in their wake
the music creeps on us, a cautious strain
made bold to fill a world unknown,
so strange and old and bright and brilliant,
book-filled and full of calculation,
learning and alchemy, ambition and avarice.
We drown in one man’s dreams,
burgeoning thought and lust, his love
and then the strange and bloody moment
of his sacrifice. He is at home with angels,
black with scars and warped with his mistakes.
The cost is great: all heart and happiness,
a lifelong sentence of pain and disgrace.
Damon Albarn’s Dr Dee plays at the Coliseum until 7 July