A streaming one-sheet printed on uncoated stock with a fine even grain across the whole sheet, built from pale mint with emerald: a coarse warm photograph cropped straight across in a full-width band band along the bottom and running exactly one third of the sheet's height, holding a pair of hands, one gesture, drawn crudely and printed badly; and the remaining two thirds one flat pale tint, left almost entirely empty. Very small caps with the letterspacing opened to twice the letter width, centred, two lines of it stacked as a lockup set in two lines of heavy caps set at the same width with the leading closed right up, so the block reads as one rectangle of ink across the full width of that flat tint in the saturated tint, its cap height a seventh of the sheet so the word is the largest thing on it, and a barcode along the bottom edge, printed in the type colour rather than black; directly beneath it Saturday 2 August, doors 7.30pm, 18 Mare Street E8 3RH. Grain everywhere, one straight cut between the photograph and the flood, two tints of one hue as the entire palette, the pale one carrying that hue plainly rather than sitting near grey.