An evening with two phenomena of the UK poetry scene.

Pumped up and clued up, Kate Tempest is not so much a poet as something that rushes past and leaves you thinking ‘Where did that come from?’. Whether declaiming solo or fronting her band, The Sound Of Rum, she has plenty to say and is gripped by an almost messianic need to say it. An Ian Curtis for the early 21st century. ‘She has no right whatsoever to be as good as she is’ Scroobius Pip In a few short years, Polarbear has blazed a trail from hip-hop beginnings to international reputation as an inventive, lyrical storyteller. His touring shows If I Cover My Nose You Can’t See Me and Return (the latter dubbing itself ‘a spoken film’) have helped to reshape the boundaries of spoken-word theatre – not least in giving it an appealingly homegrown slant.