AS LINGUA IGNOTA, Kristin Hayter has long outgrown the in-the-round floor shows that first brought her face-to-face with oftenhyperventilating audiences. The indoor amphitheatre of Hackney’s EartH, however, is an equally apt setting for what feels like a petition – an appeal for justice, revenge, absolution – to forces both beyond and all around her.
This is the second of two quickly sold-out nights, and from the moment the lights dim and she walks onstage, the reverent hush is mitigated somewhat by audience members
