Naut is about not knowing where you are, not knowing what is real. How did you get there? What are you doing? Not just that: it wants you to experience these unanswered questions washing over you with a warm complacency. It’s a sci-fi opera with psyche-fi undertones. But first, a story: I first got drunk when I was 15 years old. Three cans of hastily drunk Somerset cider in and my head isn’t right. I go to the bathroom. There’s a mirror in there, which I stare into for longer than I should, watching my pupils swim like goldfish in…