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New rule: Only 4 mins reading/speaking time. Last time too many people went on too long. Even past the old rule of 7 minutes per slot. It’s not easy to concentrate for so long on spoken word, especially if it’s … Continue reading →

Photos: Leemore, Dana, Erika & Betty, Alexa, lots of people & me in the top hat! « They fuck you up your mum and dad! » were the first words of this “family” SpokenWord. David continued with his new poem, … Continue reading →

One. Hardcore Always (Colin, Dana & Erica mostly) One is the loneliest number you’ll ever do (in a mohair suit) (Colin was). // Thirteen. Colin did Alex Chiltern’s song Thirteen and Wallace Stevens’ Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird. … Continue reading →

The Second Mad Open Mic: Captured WordsCafé Concierto La FídulaCalle Huertas, 57 Madrid in the Barrio de las LetrasMetro: Anton Martin, Sevilla, BancoWednesday, March 4, 2009Performing will begin at 9:00 pmTo register and for further information, contact: margiekanter@gmail.com or http://www.elasunto.com/mkd.htmCome … Continue reading →

My head said one thing. My heart another. Read Trudie Shannon’s My head is a chamber of secrets too. Dana sang Go Away George Bush…. the monnnnnnnnnnsterrrrrrr! and Take my body/I don’t want these fallen tears/I’m just a shadow… Gèno … Continue reading →

Erwan’s next door neighbours think he’s dead. What with the ten milk bottles standing outside his door. He brought us Summer with Monica by Roger McGough. Sally advised wearing underwear under your dress, in extracts from her just finished book! … Continue reading →

A poet of the left, attacked by people of the right for politicising poetry (as if Shakespeare was not political!) but in my book a brilliant poet who combined sincere passion with great technique. At the legendary poetry gig at … Continue reading →

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That’s Martin Neaga on cello. Later Betty Rojas improvised on a large box instrument whose name escapes me while I did Unspoken Words. Sarah was in Berlin for Baader Meinhof days. Scott was on Quality Street. Soon you’ll be able … Continue reading →

A packed night at the Cabarét Pop in Beautiful Belleville. I think what I like best is the insight poets and performers’ stuff gives me into their interior worlds. Worlds richly different to my own. Maybe that’s the first reason … Continue reading →