A friendly gathering to kick off the new season of Spoken Word. Joanna brought Flowers for You and A Breath of May before Driving Backwards in Paris. Rufo's monks left no trace in Iceland, setting off in their coracles for suicide or sanctity. His city belongs to drag queens. Thomas carried out a Soft Revolution. He's only an Innocent Boy who Wanted to do a Bad Thing before he dies. Dona D. Leter told us in the language of Moliere (who would've been a slam poet if he could) how it is to be in a crypt, improvised 2 slam poems on the spot and exhorted us to speak more French! Adrian gave a riposte and read various things before ending with a Cosy Biscuit.I was Addicted to Words, as always.
It was a good night. Some 25 people, not bad for the first of the season. Great to catch up with everyone who came, including Sophia who's off to La Reunion and James who survived a plane crash this summer. And above all it was great to be reminded why these nights are important - to see someone alone on the stage reading poetry that has touched them, or even that they've written themselves, in a space where everyone wants to hear what they have to say. Yeah!
Sadly missed: Neil Uzzell, now in Chicago. Conrad & Charlie, now in Cambridge.
Missing in action: Conor Quinn. If you see this man, possibly walking a large Brazilian dog, you are advised to contact the relevant authorities.
Aucun commentaire:
Enregistrer un commentaire
Remarque : Seul un membre de ce blog est autorisé à enregistrer un commentaire.