March Mystery Musicians; THE TAPELOOPS

A rare archival photo of the Tapeloops,plotting Revolution, circa 1984

Announcing the Kurilpa Poets

Mystery Musicians for Sunday March 26th

The Tapeloops

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They’re back. The Tapeloops. Once they were a band.

No one knew how to describe them.

Just one of those weird, spikey things

the Brisbane Music Scene threw up in the eighties.

Like many pop groups, they started when a Brisbane Poet recorded the spin-cycle at the local laundromat as a backing track for his poetry. Friends became involved in the process by osmosis

and before anyone knew what was happening, there was a band.

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Anarchic & Poetic, lo-fi & lo-tech, this perhaps best defines their early style. They came complete with homemade and toy instruments; a Bush bass, car springs, a plastic trumpet, and an undersized kiddie keyboard were all accumulated.

The Tapeloops ran their own venues, put out their own records, booked their own tours. They were hard core DIY long before it became fashionable, back when it was neccessary.

Later on they got a real trumpet, some guitars (admittedly, one of the guitars was composed largely of popsticle sticks.) and learned to play three chords. The rest is History and a series of bad flashbacks..

John Treason, Linda Loop, and the Rev emerge briefly into the light, circa 1999

Who were/are the Tapeloops? We spoke with the 3 surviving Founders;

“The Miracle of Gerontology”, avows former Bassist and Wildman of Rock, John Treason, “means that as many as three of our former fans are still Alive. The rest are kept in a cold storage facility in South Australia. We’re hoping someone thaws them out in time for the first tour.”

Giving up their day jobs to return to Show Biz, Tapeloops, Linda Loop and John Treason today.

Don’t expect many old favourites in their set list either.

Most of the “songs” in their current repetoire are from this Century!

“We are defiant in the configuration of our line up and the choice of material we play!”, says Trumpeteer extraordinaire Linda Loop, (sometimes known as, “the sensible one”.)

“WE’ll play what WE want to play..unless somebody has a request and then we’ll probably play

that.. if we can remember how.”

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A similarly defiant Reverend Hellfire (often known as, “the difficult one”) avows that he

will never play a guitar again!

“They can’t make me. Well, not unless someone gives me a lot of money. Then I’ll play the freaking thing. And hopefully I’ll be able to afford to pay some lackey to tune it and lug the amp as well.”

These days the former guitarist seems more keen on honing his keyboard skills.

“I like the black keys,” confides a smiling Reverend.

The Tapeloops in seedy basement bar, circa 1985

Clearly the Fab Three are keen to return to the stage

and rumours are already swirling that their entire back catalogue is being digitalised and soon to be made available Netwise.

Meanwhile don’t miss this rare opportunity to experiance the eclectic/hypnotic sounds of the 21st Century version

of this mysterious and reclusive conclave.

Reverend Hellfire today. Still the “Difficult One”?

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KURILPA POETS present; Sam Wagan Watson, 26th March

The Kurilpa Poets Present

Sunday, 26th March, 2017, 2pm

Feature Poet

SAM WAGAN WATSON

Mystery Musicians

THE TAPELOOPS

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with Master of Ceremonies

CAM LOGAN,

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and also

The Virtual Gallery, Free Food & Refreshments,

Open Mic Sessions, Free On Site Parking,

Friendly & Eclectic Company.

Yes, all this and more for a mere $5

($4 for members)

This March 26th, the Kurilpa Poets are proud to present as our Feature Poet of the Month,

non-other than award winning Indigenous Poet

and professional Raconteur,

Mr Samuel Wagan Watson!

His Poetry combines a keen eye

with a wit so dry it makes you cry.

Over the knuckles of his right hand

is tattooed the word,

L.O.V.E

The knuckles of his left hand bear the letters,

“P.O.E.M

Yes, beneath the street wise veneer of Sam’s poems there beats a fiercly Indignant Heart,

that will lead you, like a drunken shaman, on an emotional and archetypal journey thru the Modern day Landscape of the 21st Century. Join this Cosmopolitan Nomad

as he ad-libs Song lines on the run,

and also tries to have his little bit of Fun,

this SUNDAY 26th March 2pm

91 Cordelia Street

beneath the trees of Sacred Musgrave Park.

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Copies of Sam’s latest slim volume of verse,

“Monsters Ink” will be available at the door.

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2017 Kurilpa Poetry Cup Photo Review

Judge Cameron picks a winner..

2017 KURILPA POETRY CUP

PHOTO REVIEW

TWO-TIMING ANDREW SNATCHES TROPHY!

Cup Winner Andrew Ellery at the Mic

And so the fabulous 2017 Kurilpa Poetry Cup rolled round once again, and the olde Croquet Club

on the edge of sacred Musgrave Park

was abustle with activity as the Kurilpa Poets Steering Committee struggled to break in.

Yes, the combination on the gate-padlock had been changed and we hadn’t been informed. Panic reigned briefly as an ant-line of volunteers ferried equipment over the fence whilst others made desperate phone calls or tried to crack the combination lock.

Finally, the Reverend Hellfire issued an Emergency Presidential Decree and a tyre iron quickly resolved the issue.

“Not unlike Alexander the Great“, he quipped, as he cut thru Kurilpa Poets’ very own Gordian Knot.

Reverend Hellfire, afflicted by a fit of Alliteration

Access gained, our team of eager helpers quickly set up the hall, whilst Highgate Hill Songstress, Jem Sparkle,

provided her usual, ebullient soundtrack and Order emerged coyly out of Chaos.

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Thus we were only slightly behind schedule as the first of

Fourteen of Brisbane’s finest poets bravely took to the stage that day

to give it their all and compete for the coveted Cup.

The 2017 KPC contestants were:

Savannu

Geoffrey Evans

Nigel QPY

Padraig

Michael Vaughan

Andrew Ellery

Trent Quinlan

Loc Tran

Kent

Greg Secombe aka The Loaded Dog

Theresa Creed

Fiona Privitera

Cahala

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First up was the ever eccentric Savannu, (our Feature Poet for April). Armed with a plastic bike-horn that reminded me of performing seals and people riding unicycles, Sav assured us that it was all very easy,

“you just go round and round in a circle.. and round and round.. and..” You get the drift..

Stalwart doorkeeper Geoffrey Evans was next up and bemoaned todays, “Trumpet blowing braggadocio”.

A cynical Nigel QPY took the dark view of Nursery Rhymes, assuring us that, “Old Mother Hubbard had her hand in the Till”.

Old Kurilpa associate, Paidraig, came “bearing gifts of Pestilence”,

while the always well-spoken Michael Vaughan shared his whimsical observations.

2016 KPC winner and noted Bad Boy, Andrew Ellery was up next with a harrowing slice of gritty, real-life melodrama, “if you’re a poofta I’ll cut your head off!”

Anita Reed followed, observing how we, “Don’t remember the way they died”.

An edgy Trent Quinlan gave us a tale of Jealousy and Obsession..”Dog Park Rules” he reckoned.

Madcap Architect & Poet Loc Tran brought a poem prepared for a friend’s wedding and warned of the perils of falling “for the first person” (Personally I always fall for the Third Person, Singular.)

Next up was poetic new comer Kent, bravely taking part in his first Kurilpa Cup, and himself no stranger to the Wedding Poem Genre. Greg The Loaded Dog Secombe took a bite at a sterile Society where “only our Fear germinates”.

Descendant of those iconic resistance fighters, the Kalkadoon, Theresa Creed gave us a typically dignified performance, entreating us all to “remember the Great Warriors”.

2016’s Joint/almost KPC winner Fiona Privitera gave us an unquiet poem whispering of “unquiet blood on the killing floor”, before newcomer Cahala delivered a rapid fire allegory of “a Land formerly Free” to wrap up the first round.

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After all that poetry we required refreshment. A famished audience fell on the food, soon demolishing the fabulous spread laid out by our fabulous kitchen crew, while on stage the Sparkly Jem and her lone Golden Boy kicked up a fine sound and the warped kaleidoscopic visions of Surrealist Joan Miro slid across the Virtual Gallery’s big screen like psychedelic play school Octopi.

Fortified we returned to our places to see what Feature Poet and Poetry Cup Judge, Cam Logan, had in store for us.

Bare chested bard Cameron Logan

Now for my money, Cam has one of the best reading voices in the Brisbane Poetry Scene, and he writes some truly blistering satirical poetry when he’s fired up as well. Now combine all this with his tastefully eclectic experiments with sound/song and you’ve got a pretty entertaining and interesting mix. I particularly liked his tale about “Those guys” and the dream adventures of Special Agent K.

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Having demonstrated why he’s a two time KPC winner, Cam then went off to put on his Judges Black Hat for the final round, while Visual Arts director Shane K briefed us on the career of Joan Miro.

Anita goes Cosmic for the final round

Anita Reed got the call first and responded with a poem full of “stellar cosmic musings”. Loc Tran then got up to deliver a poem both passionate and precise, making me wish he’d give up all this architecture nonsense and spend more time working for the Muse.

2017 KPC runner up Loc Tran

Calaha then gave us a diatribe on best revolutionary practise delivered with his usual trademark rapid fire delivery. Trent returned to read us a hospital poem about an “earthbound tripper” before Andrew returned to complete round two with another challenging and powerful poem, “Prick had it coming” was the cold call in the end.

Trent steps up for the Final Round

As the crowd buzzed with anticipation, Judge Cameron and the Reverend conferred. After a brief discussion, Cam stepped forth to deliver his final Verdict.

Andrew Ellery seems overwhelmed by his Victory

After praising all the poets participating and singling out several for special mention, and of course complaining, as judges traditionally do, of the difficulty of his task, Cam announced his decision..

And so the coveted Cup, for the second year in a row, went to a stunned and delighted Andrew Ellery!

The Runner Up (missing out by a cats whisker, or so the Sources say) was.. Loc Tran!

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Amidst cheers Andrew was then bestowed with the Sacred Vessel (said to possess mystical powers!) by the Reverend, who also distributed the traditional loaf of bread, jug of wine and book of verses that form part of his esteemed prize.

Runner Up Loc Tran was also awarded a handsome Cup, tho somewhat smaller and without mystical powers (aside from the ability to command the loyalty of sea creatures!).

The other three finalists, Trent, Anita and Cahala all received handsome certificates commemorating their cultural achievement.

Finalist Calaha rocks out!

There was much more merriment, fun and gossip, but I’ll let the pictures tell the story. So I’ll finish up with a big thank you to all who participated in the Cup and of course, a VERY big thank you to Cameron, who took his judging duties very seriously and did an excellent job. I liked that he took the the time to explain his decisions and to find something to praise in each of the contestants.

the sacred Kurilpa Cup 2017

Next month we’ll be back with the renowned Sam Wagan Watson as feature Poet, and Mystery Musicians, the Tapeloops,

and of course our fabulous Open Mic sessions.

See you there!

See you all next time!

Words-Unckle Rat  Photos- Shane K

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The Virtual Gallery presents; JOAN MIRO

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This Sunday 26th Feb, 2017

as the Kurilpa Poetry Cup rolls on

The

VIRTUAL GALLERY

will be presenting this months feature artist,

the firebrand Catalan Surrealist,

JOAN MIRO.

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An artist who never stopped experimenting, Miro’s hauntingly ambiguous work has been described as entering,” a sandbox for the subconscious”.

Kurilpa’s Visual Arts Director, the enigmatically encyclopaedic Shane K

has boldly entered that arena with bucket and spade in hand, this Sunday he will share the results of his excavations.

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The Truth behind the 2017 Kurilpa Poetry Cup!

The 2016 Cup.. well, one of them!

We encourage newcomers to the Kurilpa Poetry Cup to delve deeply into our Archives

and there peruse the Historical Records, to learn thereby the fascinating Facts

and monstrous Myths surrounding the origins of this revered Ancient Folk Ritual.

Truth Seekers should Click on the link below to discover..

The True History of the Kurilpa Poetry Cup

https://kurilpapoetry.wordpress.com/2016/02/21/a-true-history-of-the-kurilpa-cup/

The 2013 Kurilpa Poetry Cup

An early relic; The 2013 Kurilpa Poetry Cup

2017 KURILPA POETRY CUP, Sunday, 26th Feb

Announcing that, yes, it’s time for;

The 2017

KURILPA POETRY CUP

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Sunday, 26th February, 2017

at the olde Croquet Club

91 Cordelia Street, West End.

WITH

Fabulous Prizes!

Mystery Musicians!

The Virtual Gallery!

Free Food & Refreshments!

And Special Feature Poet

CAM LOGAN

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And so as the esteemed Kurilpa Poetry Cup stumbles into it’s 6th year, it finds itself in danger of becoming a local Institution! But we shall do our best to ignore the encroaching ravages of Respectability and console ourselves with the thought that most of our Poets belong in some sort of Institution anyway.

We’re proud to have 2-time Cup winner

CAM LOGAN

graciously agree to act as Judge, Jury, and Executioner for the Kurilpa Poetry Cup this year.

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Twirls mustache, laughs sinister..

Cam, of course, will also be our Feature Poet for the occasion, as it’s become a Kurilpa Cup tradition

(or perhaps convention) that the presiding Judge also appears that day as Feature Poet, giving aspiring new poets an opportunity to learn from the Best, and we always try to have the most Inspirational Poets available to judge the Cup (hence recent Judges include Robin Archibold, David Stavanger

and David Hallett)

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2015 Judge Arch, The Rev and Cam Logan winning his second Kurilpa Poetry Cup

Besides we feel it only fair to give our Judges an opportunity to show they can Walk the Walk as well as Talking the Talk, lest there be doubters or mockers. But doubt not! Globe-trotting Cam Logan is up there with the best of them. Check out his recent experimental work as FREE LUNA 

So come one come all. Bring your best poems and join the fray, or come to listen and enjoy the day!

The 2016 Cup.. well, one of them!

The 2016 Cup.. well, one of them!

KURILPA POETRY CUP GUIDELINES

The details are pretty much as always;

*Sign up is from 1.45.

*The first round will start approx 2.20.

*A number of finalists will be selected to go on to the final round, so have at least 2 two poems prepared.

*The Cup is free to enter.

*You can use props or musical instruments or assistants.

*There is not usually a time limit, but if there are a large number of entrants we may have to ration out reading time on the day. We therefore advise keeping yr poems under 4 minutes.

The Winning Poet will be showered with prizes, receiving;

An elegant, repurposed Trophy,

A handsome certificate suitable for framing or lining the budgie cage,

$50 in cash,

and of course, the traditional

Loaf of Bread, Jug of Wine and Book of Verses.

Runners up will get a certificate and some sort of trinket.

The 2013 Kurilpa Poetry Cup

The 2013 Kurilpa Poetry Cup

Please note that while it’s free to take part in the Cup, there will be a $5 door charge for all.

So come and Join us 2pm Sunday 26th February

for the fabulous KURILPA POETRY CUP

at the old Croquet Club, 91 Cordelia Street

on the edge of sacred Musgrave Park

and stay tuned for further updates..

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2016's joint KPC winners, Andrew Ellery and Fiona Privitera

2016’s joint KPC winners, Andrew Ellery and Fiona Privitera compare Cup sizes

Unsuspected Artist Lloyd Rees, Sun Nov 27th

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November’s Unsuspected Artist

Lloyd Rees

This months Virtual Gallery feature at the Kurilpa Poets end of year gig

is local landscape artist, Lloyd Rees.

Yeronga born Rees’s long life (1895 to 1988) was filled with his uniquely meticulous paintings and sketchings.

Receiving both acclaim and harsh criticism for his style, he was twice winner of the prestigious Wynne Prize.

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Despite losing his sight in later years, Rees continued painting, claiming that one of the benefits of going blind was that he was now able to look directly into the sun.

Come along this Sunday November 27th, 2pm, to the Old Croquet Club

and check out this virtual exhibition as Visual Arts Director Shane K

tells us more about this influential Australian artist.

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NOW WE ARE TEN, Water Rats Anniversary, Sun 27th November

“Now We Are Ten!”

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THE KURILPA POETS

End of Year/10th Anniversary Celebration!

Sunday, 27th November, 2016

Starts 2pm

with

SPECIAL FEATURE POET: 

THERESA TRACEY CREED

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MYSTERY MUSICIAN: MATT BARNES

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MC: REVEREND HELLFIRE

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& A Special Appearance by KURILPA RAT!
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and as always there’ll be;

Open Mic Sessions! The Virtual Gallery! Prizes!

Free Speech! Free Thought!

Free Food & Refreshments!

Fabulously Friendly Folk!

And ample On-site Parking!

All this and more for a mere $5

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They said we’d never make it,

but here we are, November, 2016CE

and the Kurilpa poets are still gamely stumbling forward,

verse spilling from their lips as they pass.

Who knows whither they goest?

No man, no, nor woman neither.

Let them pass. Or better yet, join the jolly parade

of poets, prophets,

polemicists and psychopaths

as they make their merry way into the Future.

Bring your favourite verse, no need to rehearse,

just take to the stage and read from the page,

or just bring your ears, but make sure you appear!

And bring a bottle or plate, if you’re able to mate!

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So join the Water Rats

2pm, Sunday 27th November, 2016

at 91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane

beneath the trees of sacred Musgrave Park

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1000 PROMISES PHOTO REVIEW

PHOTO REVIEW

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1,000 PROMISES

with

Madison Mae Parker & Francesca Willow

The Air was indeed rich with promise that day as the Water Rats gathered in their ancestral home, there to meet their International guests, and to share with them Words and Wine, Visions and Verse, Food and Fun!

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QPY and Linda Loop in action

We’d booked local troubadour QPapaYandi as Mystery Musician for the occasion and he did not disappoint, with his raucous, rockin’ tunes thumped out on a collection of suitably battered looking acoustic guitars. QPapa adds considerably to his sound with a Bob Dylanesque blues harp hanging ever at the ready around his neck. Joining him unannounced that day, to the delight of the crowd, was Trumpeter extrodinaire, the multi-talented Linda Loop. Passing control of the kitchen over to her loyal lieutenant Gil, she took her trusty Trumpet onstage to shake the rafters and give that extra bit of oomph to QPY’s tunes. It was a happy collaboration.

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Hitting the Open Mic that Day we saw Shane K warning us that the barbarians are coming..or possibly they’ve been delayed, enquiries are being made..Paul Dobbyn cheerily informed us that the Desert is a place he escapes to..first time reader Dave T bravely broke the bad news to his Other, “The Court says I can’t see you”…Marina T woke us all from a deep dream of peace with a rendition of the romantic classic Abou Ben Adhem (May his tribe increase)..

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The Venerable Eido updated us on the Arts Party’s recent successes whilst the Reverend Hellfire saw a worm in every apple..Sue Dreeves (happily uninterrupted by planes, helicopters or clumsy Reverend’s) shared her disbelief that, “the long road which took me here just ends!” The Reverend later helped medicate the ever-effervescent Geoffrey Evans after his empassioned rendition of the poem, “Mania”.

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Greg “Loaded Dog” Secombe was back from Spain and High on Cervantes. First time reader KENT told us of his project to write 100 Poems for his Partner, and shared with us Love Poem number 76, which, I believe, he plans to read at a friends’ upcoming wedding.

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Three O’clock, the first open Mic wound up and we dispersed to eat and drink and gossip while QPapaYandi and Linda Loop provided the soundtrack to our conviviality. We dined upon yet another fabulous feast donated by our big-hearted community and assembled by our hard-working kitchen team.

A gentle haze rose above the Rotunda..

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Suitably refreshed we re-gathered to listen to the end of QPY’s set and idly contemplate the eclectic collection of exquisite Japanese prints gathered for our appreciation by the Kurilpa Poets’ enigmatic and erudite Director of Visual Arts.

These ranged from the purely aesthetic to the aesthetic and erotic to the very strangely erotic. I now know more about nineteenth century Japanese Octopus Erotica than I ever dreamt possible, and my dreams were already very strange indeed..

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The first of our Feature Poets was Martin Porter who had journeyed all the way from the north island of New Zealand to be with us. Martin proved to be a pleasant, unassuming fellow poet whose poems betrayed a subtle humour and a keen eye.

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I spoke to him later about the poetry scene in his part of the world. They sound quite enthusiastic if not particularly organised in a formal way. However Martin tells me that they’ve done some self-publishing projects that have been quite successful.

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the amiable Mr Martin Porter

Then it was time for our much anticipated Feature Act, the combined artistry of wordsmith Madison Mae Parker and dancer Francesca Willow.

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Maddie & Fran acquire considerable stature thru performance

Texan Performance Poet Maddie and London-based dancer and choreographer Francesca have been touring the world with their “One Thousand Promises” show. Maddie (or “Mad” to her friends) declaims her passionate polemics, whilst Francesca interprets in writhing movement her every nuance, all accompanied by a recorded background soundtrack of their own original music. It’s a powerful mix.

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Both are very young, very professional

and very committed performers.

I was interested to note when talking to them afterwards,

just how short both girls were when I was standing next to them. No, neither would ever be called “tall”, yet on stage they both seem to acquire considerable stature. I put this effect down to the power of their personalities and performances.

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Mad’s words spill out/Churches of ambiguity/Van Gogh’s mutilated ear/unfinished apologies/wine in the vein and the broken body of a shared language/reasons not to kill yourself, primary one being the cat has to be fed (I know that one!). Meanwhile Francesca writhes and flexes, her body emotes while her face remains an impassive mask, the ancient Dichotomy of the Dance..

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Both gave large, brave performances in the intimate context of the Croquet Club Hall. Francesca in particular, I felt, had a difficult task; It must have been a challenging space for a dancer to work in; not safely up on a stage, illuminated on a pedestal and safely distanced from the audience. No, she had to work on the floor at our feet amongst the chairs. Like a true professional she rose to the challenge. Respect.

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The second Open Mic session was opened by Gerard who reminded us it was Halloween and proceeded to entertain us with some timely Zombie haiku. Continuing in the festive spirit, the Rev shared some tips on how to Kill a Vampyre,

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and later wrapped up the session with a spirited reading of absent Water Rat Michael Vaughan’s thrilling “action-sonnet” on the dramatic forced landing of

US AIRWAYS FLIGHT 1549“.

In retrospect it was perhaps not the most appropriate topic to read before our jet-setting, international guests, but they took it with good grace. Marina took us back to our roots with Clancy of the Overflow.

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The afternoon wore into evening and the Sun dipped towards the horizon.We bade our International guests “Fair Travelling”, and then, tired but happy, the Water-Rats made their way back to their burrows for another thirty days.

See you all next month for

the Kurilpa Poets’ End-of-Year-Gig,

which is also, coincidentally,

our Tenth Anniversary!

Woo-hoo!

Words; Unckle Rat

Photos; Shane K

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The Water Rats Picnic; Photo review

Who's the leader of the Gang???

Who’s the leader of the Gang??? Kurilpa Rat!

The Water Rats Picnic

Versifying at the West End Festival,

Saturday 29th October, 2016

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And so we Few, we Band of Brothers, took to the mean and gritty streets of West End to bring Poetry back to the People.

There had been some unfortunate scratchings to our line-up, and it was now down to a mere handful of bedraggled Survivors to uphold the good name of the Kurilpa Poets.

The Big Four taking the microphone that day were none other than stalwart Kurilpian Geoffrey Evans, the Venerable Eido Boru, Greg “The Loaded Dog” Secombe (back after an absence) and of course myself, the Reverend Hellfire. (No show without Punch).

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The Loaded Dog back to bark at West End Windmills

Accompanying us that day was Secretary John Treason, acting as both official photographer and Stage Manager. John had wisely arranged to have the poet’s stage moved from the somewhat isolated location of the people’s park and out onto the stage by the Big Lizard, in full public view, where we were able to annoy and provoke many more people.

An Inspirational looking Geoffrey Evans

An Inspirational looking Geoffrey Evans

Actually it was rather like Theatre-in-the-round – you had to keep rotating to address segments of the audience, meanwhile the microphone lead wrapped around you like a mummy’s bindings.

Enter the Venerable Eido

Enter the Venerable Eido

Naturally also, there were hold-ups with the usual technical problems you get performing at festivals; microphones failing and power sources suddenly cutting off and grumpy stage hands acting like it’s all your fault somehow..ah I love show biz!! I’m an artist so I sneak off to get a gin and tonic while others sort out the mundane tech issues. Eventually we had sound and we got to rant and strut our fretful hour upon the stage. It was indeed a lovely day to be declaiming our Wild and Wacky Words to the unsuspecting populace. A surprising number of passers-by and casual sitters-on-bums actually paid attention to us like they were really listening!. Some even smiled at us and laughed at our jokes!.

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A little bit of Theatre and clowning keeps the Vibe up-beat; Kurilpa Rat makes a furtive appearance..a Manic Geoffrey is injected with Medicinal Holy Water..Eido is deadpan droll as a Troll as always..

We wind up just in time to miss being drowned-out by what appears to be a Mexican Mariachi band celebrating the Day of the Dead. Ah West End!

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The Water Rats scurried home, tired but happy. The Carnival, for this year, was definitely over.

Thanks to Robin Taubenfield for inviting us to appear at the West End Festival.

Viva Kurilpa!

Viva Kurilpa!

Viva Kurilpa!

Words; Rev Hellfire

Pictures; John Treason

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