It's been another busy week for me at Poetry Towers, and most of this week has been taken up by gigs, radio interviews and guided creative meanderings. I'd love to tell you about them all, so let's do that now.
On Tuesday, I snuck out of the office for an hour to have a chat with Alan Clifford on BBC Radio Nottingham, which I was really nervous about! Luckily, Alan and his producer Sara were absolutely lovely! Alan really knows his stuff when it comes to poetry too, so our chat was actually really good fun. I almost forgot I was on the radio!
We talked about performing in front of big crowds, creativity in relation to wellbeing, and how brilliant the Nottingham spoken word scene is. If you want to take a listen to the show, you can find it here. My bit is just after the three-hour mark, so you can either listen to the whole show, or skip ahead, depending on what you fancy!
Then, on Wednesday night, I scurried down the A1 to Stamford near Peterborough to take part in Poetry Swaps, a really cool little intimate poetry night at the Stamford Arts Centre.
|Stamford, looking all medieval and majestic!|
It was a really cold and stormy night but the basement bar where the gig took place was full of warm words and fantastic performances.
I was delighted to finally see full set from Clare Currie, the current Peterborough Poet Laureate. Her poems were completely fantastic, exploring womanhood with incisive imagery and a quiet fortitude that show exactly why she won the competition to represent Peterborough in the first place!
I was also pleased to catch a performance by Ron Graves, a poet originally from the North East who is now a stalwart of the local scene. Ron’s a performer who is in complete command of his audience, and the emotional resonance in his writing, whether funny or sad, universal or deeply personal, is very impressive indeed.
The Poetry Swaps event was great fun, and a really nice way to spend a cold winter’s evening, so massive thanks to Karen and to Bill for inviting me along!
|The whole of Stamford looks like it was built of church and castle - v nice|
On Friday, I spent the morning in Notts city centre, road-testing a brand-new project by the Mixed Reality Lab at the University of Nottingham.
The project is called Notts Listening, and is a collaboration between the Mixed Reality Lab and the All Your Bass Videogame Music Festival. It’s an exploratory audio walk that guides listeners around the city using GPS technology.
The music plays automatically, and changes as you move around the streets, and short, spoken stories are triggered as you pass certain landmarks.
|Including the Left Lion in Market Square (source)|
I spent an hour or so wandering around listening to the music and soaking up the stories, which we all written by members of the University’s creative writing society, and it was a really fun experience.
I especially loved the way the combination of music and spoken word made me see the city in a new light, and it was a lovely way to explore on a frosty Saturday morning. Unfortunately, the walk was only available during the Videogame music festival, which has just finished, but I’m definitely going to keep an eye out for more innovative collaborations from the University!
|Nottingham Young Poet Laureate Georgina Wilding!|
Finally, I trundled down to Birmingham on Friday night to watch the very lovely Georgina Wilding (Nottingham’s first ever Young Poet Laureate!) perform a headline set at Hit the Ode in Birmingham.
Organised by the hugely-respected national spoken word organisation Apples and Snakes, Hit the Ode is one of Birmingham’s longest-running poetry nights, and the standard of performances was excellent! As well as a top-notch open mic, they had three massive headlines: Georgina, Khairani Barokka and Mark Grist!
|Mark Grist; sharp-suited poet|
George gave a cracking performance, and Khairani Barokka was such a charming presence on stage that I think everyone in the audience fell a little bit in love with her. Mark’s performance was fab, as always, and it was so nice to see him do some of my favourites – including the one about his dog which is one of my favourite poems ever!
I had a little go on the open mic and was really pleased that people seemed to like my stuff – I even sold a pamphlet (not something that normally happens on an open mic!)
Next week, I’m going to be mostly scheming for upcoming projects, but I’ll tell you more about those when the time comes… (I’m such a tease!)
In the meantime, here is a picture of the Rusty Spotted Cat, who lives in Sri Lanka, as is the world’s smallest type of cat. He is 200 times smaller than a fully-grown tiger, and if you could get near enough to hold him, he would fit in the palm of your hand. Aw!
|Omigod! Can I keep him?|