Theatre review: Surge Festival, Glasgow

High on the wall between two colonnades on Virginia Place, an anonymous figure in a bright red hoodie is wedged in gravity-defying position. Around the corner, three rubbish bins stand in line next to two towers of crouched bodies piled three-high, primary-coloured arses to the world. In front of a window above Babbity Bowster, there’s a human sculpture made up of six pairs of legs in purple, red and sky blue.