Nathan Kirk is a fish out of water drowning in the dark. A memoir of nightclub life under a glittering mirror ball sky, with every clich dialled up to eleven. Nathan is a voyeur to the sex, drugs and violence. It's hedonism chaperoned by danger, in an absurdist play where nothing good happens after midnight. pIt's gallows humour with a great soundtrack Caramello Koalas, Cobain and Camus, pet sharks, abortions and baseball bats. Press play for soccer hooligans and gangsters queuing up to take a swing drop the needle on pierced genitals, guns and doof doof till dawn. His partners are a comedy cavalcade the vaudeville of the Mastermind, the slick moves of the Player, the vile misogyny of the Lizard and the brutal proclivities of the Hustler. Nathan's mental demons play a starring role in this cabaret, anxiety his toxic companion, hissing insults in his ear. But Nathan sails on, a ship in the night, with an undertaker's smile and a devil may care quip. pBeyond the booze and blow it's a jo