2018 Kurilpa Poetry Cup Shock Results!

Kurilpa Poetry Cup Results

& Photos

Geoffrey Evans unleashes his Word Horde at the 2018 KPC

The day of the long-awaited Kurilpa Poetry Cup opened to the sweet swell of good-times music, as our June Mystery Musician, the legendary Jeff Usher himself, cracked open the keyboards and began to play.

The Great Jeff Usher in action

Out-going President Reverend Hellfire then got the poetic ball rolling with a side-splitting attack on “the cliques & claques” that seem to infest some Poetry Groups.

The Rev confides in an audience member

Bravely stepping up to the Mic after the Reverend’s antics, was gentleman Poet Michael Vaughan, who gave us a deceptively subtle sonnet on the search for a Soothing Somnia.

(Editors note: Interesting coincidence; my research earlier that week revealed that the online “Power Thesaurus” gives us 457 soporific synonyms, which surely goes to prove something.)

Two times Kurilpa Poetry Cup Winner, Cameron Logan then launched into his campaign to become the only Triple Cup winner in the Water-Rats’ history. “All shall make Merry,” he declared, and accordingly proceeded cross-legged to unleash some witty and well-sculpted wordcraft.

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Kurilpa Poets stalwart Geoffrey Evans then opened his word horde, giving a confident and bravura performance. Mixing humour with pathos, romance with clinical observation, I’ve never seen Geoffrey give a better performance and it was a shame he didn’t make it into the second round.

But competition was strong, places for the second round were few and I don’t think anyone read a dud poem that afternoon. I was certainly glad not to have to do the judging myself this year.

Veteran Poet Tom Nelson was up next and did not disappoint the crowd with an hilarious satirical poem probably entitled something like,

“State of Origin of the Species”,

where football becomes a metaphor of Evolution (or is it De-volution?) and where:

“straining men give birth to a leather ball”.

Paul Dobbyn came up next with some keen observational poetry, tinged with a hint of sepia-toned nostalgia.

Then Linda Loop was persuaded to leave the safety of the kitchen and take centre stage for a change. Though better known for her Trumpet playing, Linda has a well-trained, strong and emotive voice and gave us a powerful acapella rendition of her “Comet Poem”. “There is some hope for our dear Earth” she reassures us, voice soaring, and indeed, at that moment one can believe it just might be true.

Last but certainly not least by any stretch of the Imagination, was the strangely named “Pubert Gaylord“. (Informed sources have it that this is but a nom-de-Plume for the iconoclastic Greenslopes Poet formerly known as “Ken“.) Be that as it may, “Pubert” gave us a hearty “anti-ode” to Summer,

yearning for a place “where the Dead don’t decompose” before your eyes. 

And so the first round concluded. Whilst our esteemed but still un-named Judge considered who to pass onto the second round, and Reverend Hellfire scuttled amongst the crowd collecting votes for the People’s Choice award, Blues maestro Jeff Usher once more took to the Electric Piano waiting for him in the corner. Jeff’s fingers moved with grace and precision over the keyboard, effortlessly generating music pulsing with Life-Force, manifesting in architectonic arabesques both intricate and delicate.

As usual a bounteous feast was provided at the Break through the generosity of the Kurilpa Poets & Friends, and beautifully prepared and presented thanks to the energy of Linda and her Crew of eager Kitchen Volunteers.

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After the break, it was time for our Feature Poet, respected local Poet and former Speed Poets head Honcho JDUB (aka John Wainright) to “Send a crow to lay words in (our) Heads“.

JDUB‘s humorous, insightful poems were well received by the audience. Particularly popular was his surrealistic tale called, “The Domestication of Poetry“, where he goes right into the history of Poetry from the time of Gilgamesh, when, “poets were first kept for their songs”. Now, after centuries of selective breeding, “modern poets look very different from their distant ancestors“.

JDUB domesticating wild verse

And now we moved into the second round of the Competition.

The Four Finalists were called forth one by one to do battle Poetic. First up was Cam Logan, going for that poetic hat-trick with a witty new poem, A kind of Gastropod Dreaming where ancestor snails shape the landscape with their primordial slime and dream at night of unguarded cabbages.

Thomas Nelson returned with a cautionary tale of cat scratch fever.

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Linda Loop seemed surprised (nay, stunned!) to be called forth as a finalist, but she rose to the occasion with another soaringly sung acapella piece, “Approaching the Zenith”. Is it really a poem if it’s sung, some pedants might whine, but Poetry & Music have been working together for thousands of years,

and I know from my own performance experience, some poems just want to be sung.

Pubert Gaylord returning to strut & fret upon the stage once more, was also fired with the urge to sing, growling & grunting a guttural gut-bucket of a ballad by the name of, “Russ Hinze Blues”.

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Twas all such fun that the end of the day came too quick for me. But the moment to award the coveted Cup had arrived, and our Judge was revealed as none other than JDUB himself. But first the Rev announced that the inaugural Peoples’ Choice Award went to ..

PUBERT GAYLORD!

The 2018 KPC “Peoples Choice” winner receives his award.

The charming Mr Gaylord won by an overwhelming majority, though honourable mentions are due to Geoffrey Evans and Linda Loop-they both clearly had their fan clubs out.

Grinning broadly, Mr Gaylord sauntered to cheers back on stage to collect his shiny trophy (yet to be engraved-oh the engraver’s going to love this one!) and a fine bottle of Sacred Hill, the Reverend’s favourite five dollar Shiraz.

Finally, with an imaginary drum-roll on an invisible snare, a somewhat bemused looking JDUB announced his decision and then the coveted, mystically-endowed Kurilpa Poetry Cup itself was presented to none other than…

LINDA LOOP!

2018 Kurilpa Poety Cup winner, Linda Loop, aka; “the Acapella Kid”

“I am truly surprised and humbled to have been awarded the Kurilpa poetry Cup”, declared a stunned Linda Loop,

as she was presented with the Cup itself and the traditional prize bundle “Loaf of Bread, Jug of Wine, and Book of Verses” (This year’s “Book of Verse” was a slim volume of verse by Ipswich poet Tom Shapcott, a fitting choice. The wine was a beautifully bottled fine Rice Wine, thoughtfully donated by JDUB).

“There were so many great poems read today”, Ms Loop opined”, myself, I voted for Pubert for the People’s Choice Award. It would have been nice though to have had a few more women get up and have a go”.

Congratulations to both Linda & Pubert, who truly deserved their prizes for their well-crafted words and professional performances.

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Meanwhile the Rev did his best to make sure no-one was forgotten, and all those competing won something for their efforts. My notes disintegrate at this point but I do believe Geoffrey Evans won a potato-powered clock, whilst former two-time cup winner, Cam Logan was presented with a small jar of pickles. Paul Dobbyn seemed pleased to be awarded a charming, cat-shaped china money-box.

Happy prizewinner, Paul Dobbyn!

SOME THANK YOUSE!

Big thanks to everyone who helped make the 2018 Kurilpa Poetry Cup a memorable day; to the brave poets who gave it their all and to the audience who stopped for a moment to listen to another’s words.

More thanks are due to those who cheerfully pitch in every month to help set up and clean up and shut-down and run the kitchen and the door and everything in-between. Your name is both Legion & Legend!

AS is those who regularly bring fine food and drinks to share and help bring our community together.

Finally, gratitude is due to all who reached into their pockets in the last month in response to our appeal. Your generous donations have allowed the Water Rats to meet all our most pressing financial commitments and continue on for yet another year.

Cam contemplates his prize pickles

I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.

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-Words; Unckle Rat

Images; Shane K

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2018 KURILPA POETRY CUP REVEALED

2018 KURILPA POETRY CUP REVEALED

Organisers today revealed the Sacred Vessel chosen to contain the Hopes and Dreams of the Poetic Challengers in this Sunday’s renowned KURILPA POETRY CUP.

The gleaming silver goblet was acquired through the good-will of St Vincents, and lovingly engraved by the talented Master Engraver at Kader Keys & Repairs, conveniently located at the top of the escalator at Buranda Shopping Centre. Following due invocation, the Muse Calliope herself bestowed upon the Cup her mystic Blessings.

Glowing with mystical symbolism, the 2018 KP Cup

The Cup now resides in heavily guarded strong-box beside the jug of wine, loaf of bread & Book of verses that are part of the grab-bag of symbolic prizes traditionally awarded at this prestigious event.

“I’m looking forward to hearing some really weird & wonderful poetry,” opined outgoing KICI President Hellfire, “the Cup always draws some wild cards out of the woodwork

Calligraphy by Kader Keys & Repairs

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Kurilpa Poets May Photo Review, Atmospheric

Awash with ambience, Savanu takes centre stage at Atmospherics

PHOTO REVIEW

ATMOSPHERIC, a breath of Fresh Air

No doubt about it, the Kurilpa Poets May event, the Elemental-Air themed “Atmospherics”, definitely had, well..atmosphere.

The day was ably Produced & Directed by talented Kurilpa Poetry Cup winner Fi Privitera, though sadly Fi demurred on this occasion to read any of her own subtle Poetry.

High flying Mystery Muso Pat Hehir from local rockers HAWKMOON soon had the room taking flight and reaching great heights. Showing some deft guitar work and an unexpectedly sweet-toned voice, almost like a young Robert Plant in his mellower moments, Pat definitely showed himself to be a true Child of the Seventies, musically speaking.

Lunar Bird-of-Prey, Pat Hehir, takes flight

FEATURE POET of the day was noted local Cultural Terrorist, the great, the terrible, SAVANNU!

Behold the Chosen One!

Now I have heard it said by some informed sources, that Sav is currently the best performance poet in Brisbane! Well! Certainly he’s one of the most distinctive and Individual voices on the scene and one of the most entertaining.

Taking the stage Sav begins his Set; Strange dissociated phrases assault our eardrums, cruel laughter taunts us,

“One day you may get a phone call..”Sav warns us/selected for jury duty he wakes up with an erection/”You have been selected for panel B.. Haha”.

While he reads the iconoclastic antics of Krazy Kat & Ignatz caper across the Virtual gallery’s screen in disjointed juxtaposition. Herriman was a very strange man no doubt about it and his Art seemed in perfect Sync with the words of our Feature Poet..

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Open Mic sees Kurilpa Poet veteran Paul Dobbyn take to the stage with an aesthetic tale told of his “neat but not gaudy” post operative scars, and followed with a more sombre poem for a Dead Future.

Gentleman poet Michael Vaughan wrapped us in Winter weather like a damp, grey shroud, while the Rev pondered the reality of the Air captured in a paper bag, before setting it free and startling the audience in the process.

Rev capturing the Winds

Geoffrey “call me Shakespeare” Evans took flight with a tribute to the mellifluous song of that noble Avian, the Magpie, and later offered to write people Seduction Poems for $50 a pop!

The esteemed Mr Ivan Radix reading with quiet intensity,contributed more atmospherics and gave us “morning mists caressing fields at Dawn”

“Where is Springtime?” he asks the room gravely, and “the promise of Cherry blossoms”.

Ken, a talented local poet and occasional reader at Kurilpa events, then took us out of the Atmosphere altogether and out into orbit with a humourous tribute poem to the original Doctor Smith from the 60’s TV sci-fi cult classic, “Lost in Space”.

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He followed up with his classic piece of olfactory erotic, an earthy tribute to a lover’s musk entitled, “You Stink Good”.

Our enigmatic Visual Arts Director, Shane K, not content with inflicting the Dadaist rambling of George Herriman upon our fragile brains, then gave us a hearty historical tour of the works of celebrated “Bad Poets”. One such was George Withers, notorious as the poet whose terrible poetry saved his Life.

When captured and scheduled for execution by Royalist forces during England’s civil war, a certain court poet successfully appealed to King Charles for clemency, on the curious grounds that, “As long as George Withers lives, no-man can say I’m the worst Poet living”.

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The break brought us more madly mellifluous music from Moon-hawk Pat Hehir, whilst in the kitchen Linda Loop, Carol Balfour and “fly-in/fly-out” volunteer Jen Dobbyn had worked with machine like precision to produce a fine Feast for One and All.

SAV took the stage for a second set that ranged from the sublime to the ridiculous. From the bullshitting burlesque of “I found a Bud on the footpath, Maaate”, to his sincere and tender tribute to the inspirational warrior for Aboriginal land Rights, Tommy Lingiari of Wave Hill Station.

He concluded with a cover 80’s Punk Poet, John Cooper Clark, classic rant: “I fell in Love with a Creature from Outer Space”.

Paul D himself opened the second Open Mic session with a poem about his Osteopath, known in the Trade as “Eric the Back-Breaker”. A drunken Reverend Hellfire decided to sing his poem.

Crooning “There’s always a worm in the apple”, but strangely he seemed quite pleased about it. Ken gave us “Clay for Meat!”-shades of Gilgamesh! Shane brought us more bad poets, Geoffrey reminisced about how Henry Lawson’s mother interfered with his romance with Mary Gilmore.

The Day drifting to its conclusion. At the front desk Secretary John was counting up the Money, Linda & Jen were in the kitchen, possibly eating bread and honey.

I’ll let the pictures explain the rest.

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The Kurilpa Poetry Cup, Sunday 24th June, featuring JDUB & Jeff Usher


The KURILPA POETS

present

THE KURILPA POETRY CUP

Sunday, June 24th, 2pm

The Croquet Club, 91 Cordelia Street

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and also appearing

FEATURE POET

JDUB

& Musical Blues legend

JEFF USHER

Unsuspected Artist

Philip Guston

And so the esteemed, if somewhat belated, Kurilpa Poetry Cup has arrived at last! Stumbling into it’s 7th year, it now finds itself in danger of becoming a local Institution! But fear not! 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.

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

The guideliness are pretty much the same as in previous years..

KURILPA POETRY CUP GUIDELINES

*There is no fee for competing in the Cup.

*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.

*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 the 4 minute mark.

The Winning Poet will be showered with prizes, these being;

*An elegant, re-purposed Trophy (reputed to possess Mystical Powers!)

*A handsome certificate suitable for framing or wrapping fish

*$50 in cash,

and of course, the traditional

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

2012 Cup winner Cam Logan receives his prizes

Runners-up will also be presented with a Certificate of Achievement, and indeed, every competing Poet this year will be awarded some sort of trinket as a reward for their effort.

For those interested in learning more about the origins and history of this Iconic Event, the Reverend Hellfire has produced an historical monograph, which can be read at;

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

So come and watch some of Brisbanes best Poets strutting their stuff. Who will win this year? Some tried and true Old Hand or a complete unknown? It’s in the lap of the Muses!

Adding to the entertainment that day, we have coaxed former SPEED POETS Head Honcho, the highly esteemed JDUB (aka John Wainright) to perform a set of his subtle poems and help out with the Judging Duties.

Providing a melodious musical backdrop will be Brisbane Jazz & Blues giant JEFF USHER, while up on the Virtual Gallery’s Big Screen, the strange and disturbing Art of Philip Guston will be providing a visual counter-point to this wonderous Word-Fest!

As always Free Food & Refreshments will be provided by the water-rats kitchen.

Price of admission? A mere $5 for members & $8 for the general public.

So come one, come all to this not to be missed event

and join the Water rats and Friends at the old Croquet Club, 91 Cordelia Street

beneath the trees of sacred Musgrave Park.

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“FRIENDLY FIRE”, Sunday 29th April, 2pm

FRIENDLY FIRE!

SUNDAY, 29th APRIL, 2pm

91 Cordelia Street, Sth Brisbane

April, Month of Fools parades pompously into the room,

declaiming Heroic Verse, slips on a banana peel, turns a somersault and explodes into verbal fireworks while simmering word-bombs & Creative Bursts blast forth as the Kurilpa Poets presents the third our Elemental themed events,

exploring the Mysteries of the fiery Element.

Never mind. One has to expect a certain amount of collateral casualties when you’re featuring such artists as the REVEREND HELLFIRE, JEM SPARKLES and, all the way up from Melbourne, for one show only, Mr Suave himself,

SASHA CUHA!

Sasha has been very busy in Melbourne down with a wide variety of creative projects so we’re extremely pleased he’s found the time to put in one of his rare Brisbane appearances.

On this occasion Sash will be dashing in and doing a mix of spoken word and original musical pieces. An intelligent writer of words, an intense performer of music, don’t miss this rare opportunity to catch up on the latest out-pourings from this talented artist.

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REVEREND HELLFIRE

Taking a break from MC duties, the Rev will be taking us on a Trip thru the Underworld to visit the Poetic Greats of the Past! Yes from Homer to Dylan Thomas, Baudelaire and Beyond, the Reverend will be invoking the Spirits of Dead Poets and seeking their Inspiration before your very eyes! Dante eat your Heart Out! Who needs Virgil for a guide thru the Underworld when you have the Reverend Hellfire!

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JEM SPARKLES

presents the West End Launch

of her fabulous, new EP

“BEAUTIFUL LIFE”

This is the Sparkly One’s first recorded product, containing four of her own, original songs. She has the knack of writing catchy/classic tunes with simple but heart-felt lyrics and we’re certainly looking forward to hearing her perform the new songs from Beautiful Life at the Croquet Club this Sunday.

Not sure what format/s BEAUTIFUL LIFE is being made available in (CD? Download? Wax Cylinders? Cuneiform Clay Tablets?) but copies of this artifact will be available for purchase and autographing I am reliably informed.

The Virtual Gallery’s Big Screen will be featuring the sometimes disturbingly domestic Art of talented American Impressionist painter and printmaker,

Mary Cassatt

Expect lots of glowing, idealised, Impressionist mother and childe style portraits. (eds note: Personally I find some of her stuff strange, even a bit creepy..is she subverting paradigms or reinforcing patriarchal stereo-types of women? Or did she just paint what she saw? Our Visual Arts Director no doubt, will explain all and assuage my concerns.)

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As always there’ll be Free Food & Refreshments, Free Onsite Parking, Two Open-Mic Sessions, Friendly Company, Great Music and thought provoking Words. All this and more for a mere $5! Come and join us this Sunday ‘neath the sacred trees of Musgrave Park.

As always we encourage the community-minded to bring a bottle or a packet or a plate of something nice along to add to the Feast. We also encourage people to bring something to read, their own work or others, verse or story. But mainly just bring yourself!

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March Photo Review; Having a Ball with Tom & the Crew

March Photo review;

Tom Ball and his band of Merry Makers Whoop it Up!

EARTH VERSES THE POETS!

No, you weren’t seeing double. There were two Men in Black at Kurilpa Poets this month as the Reverend Hellfire & the Water-Rat Crew were joined by West End’s very own Johnny Cash, journeyman Troubadour Tom Smith and his crew of merry Muso’s.

The Men in Black; Reverend Hellfire & Tom Smith

Open Mic saw a fine line up of Poets who brought us back in touch with our roots, delving deep into the earth, sprouting lines like vines of verbiage blending with the foliage of the trees of Musgrave Park around us.

The Rev opened the show with some fine alchemical ramblings on the nature of Earth; “Earth is a girl with a Dry sense of Humour”, quoth he.

A dapper Thomas Nelson delivered philosophical Earth musings that evoked the sweet smell of rain on the Earth, as the monumental figures of William Blake’s Angels & Spirits arose like statues of rock on the Virtual Galleries Gig Screen.,

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Jeffrey “Shakey” Evans, claiming to channel the Spirit of William Shakespeare (with perhaps a dash of Keats thrown in)delivered a rapid fire barrage of words, ultimately working himself up to an epileptic like peak of passion! You could really see where the “Shake in “Shake-speare” comes from!

SAVANU assured us what a Wonderful World it could be, and deplored a life where everything has become a job.

Visual Arts Director Shane K delivered a montage of urban images delivered with a surrealist intensity and later gave us a few thoughts on the Art of Visionary Genius/Madman; Mr William Blake.

and a little child shall lead them

Linda Loop emerged from the kitchen after the break to sing sweet, sweet music,/Words emerge from unlikely sources/

more voices speak in tounges and teeth/ my notes fall apart and are lost/

lines emerge from my jumbled notes;

“Our children are not our Children, they are Life’s”

The most powerful poems of the Open Mic sessions were undoubtedly those the “other Shane“, a young man whose writing is delivered thru the medium of his mother Val and a laptop. Unable to communicate as you and I do, Shane types out his poems on the keyboard, with the assistance of his Mother helping to steady his hand as he does so. Val then reads out the Poems and communications in general thus composed. The result is a surprise, stunning poems of Flight and Freedom that left a stunned audience sitting some moments in silent appreciation before erupting into heart-felt applause.

Open Mic Time, Shane and Val step up

But the day truly belonged to Tom Smith and his ever shifting, kaleidoscopic assemblages of musicians, who really lifted the Spirits of all attending, creating a great Community Atmosphere/ a tribal togetherness with his vagrant band of buskers and strummers.

The first set Tom started off with his ongoing Community Group, the Whoopee-do Crowd, the second set was supposedly Tom & the “Songs of Tom Smith Band“, the free-floating ensemble of muso’s dedicated to playing the actual songs of Tom Smith. Confused yet? Doesn’t matter, it all sounded great, and anyway there was a certain amount of leakage of personel between the two groups anway so boundaries were fairly fluid.

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Special note must be made when brother Nigel QPapaYandi joined the Tom & the SOTS to blast out some sweet, sweet blues harmonica riffs. Nice. Also really liked the Cohen-esque song Tom chose for the SOTS opener in the second set, called, so I’m told; “I don’t care what people think“.

All in all a great afternoon, fine food, rousing music, thoughtful words, amusing company. Dig it.

I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.

See you all next time.

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words; Unckle Rat

Photos; Shane K

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Hey! Would you like to write reviews of Kurilpa Poets events?

Contact the Rev at kurilpapoets@yahoo.com.au to discuss & arrange.

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Feb Photo Review featuring Simon Kindt & Planet Clare

February Photo review:

WATER WATER EVERYWHERE..

featuring Simon Kindt & Planet Clare.

Planet Clare & Violet Skye

And so the rain poured down and the Tide turned once more in the great Ebb & Flow of Life, and the Water Rats returned, to their ancestoral home, riding the crest of a wave of Creativity, that carried them all the way through Time & Space from 2017 to land once more on the friendly shores of Musgrave Park, on Sunday 25th February 2018.

Not unlike Ulysses, ey what?

Taking refuge in a crude shelter (Croquet Club) they once again engaged in their colourful customs, sharing poetry, food & wine whilst jolly minstrels played the ancient tunes and travellers told their tales…

sheltering from the storm

True the poets arrived dripping with Perspiration as well as Inspiration, but the winning combination of ceiling fans, air-con and the cool tones of Mystery Musician PLANET CLARE soon revived their wilting spirits.

The Mysterious Planet Clare was accompanied on this occasion by the rich pallet of tones and timbres emanating from the instrument of virtuoso Violinist VIOLET SKYE, whom we’ve seen before gracing the stage with a number of different outfits. Ms Skye seems somewhat shy offstage, but put a violin in her hands and a sonic demon is released, screeching & beguiling, threatening & soothing, scary-seductive and electrifying, as PLANET CLARE herself demonstrated her own mastery of many a musical style. One countrified original song of hers was so evocative I was sure I could smell hay and hear the chickens scratching in the straw!

PC’s soars through her songs with ease, but she also has the knack of throwing a break into her voice, that emotive crack in the back of the throat, an evocative twang half-yodel,

half-yelp.

Thank you Ladies for a great performance.

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From the celestial Bodies orbiting high in the sky to the bottom most depths of the Sea we plunged, submerged in the mise-en-scene of Master and Commander

Simon Kindt‘s ambitious new Performance Piece, POSEIDON/the sharks. I say ambitious because once you start dragging technology and props and theatre and so forth into your Poetry act things can become unnecessarily complex and you can lose sight of the poetry itself, which becomes just another special effect, instead of it’s core.

Simon, however, was wise enough to keep it all fairly minimalist and low key. To a backing track of sea shore sounds some soothing strings were mixe, immersing the listener in a gentle wash of sound throughout the performance. A rectangle of watery light like the view-screen at Sea World was projected onto the walls, whilst Simon sat cross-legged in the shadows, a disembodied voice delivering verse.

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An effectively low key set, though I would have liked to see Simon actually sitting in the light and thus becoming part of the screen thereby, his shadow swimming in the water behind him. But the anonymous/ambiguous style he adopted worked just as well.

Simon’s poetry itself was a subtle exploration of the mind’s watery realms. Hypnotic and dreamlike, edging on nightmare, invisible currents in the tranquil sea of watery words, swirled dangerously close to the rocks of Reality..

Thanks Simon for bringing your thoughtful production to Kurilpa.

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A fine selection of old Kurilpa friends returned for the first show of 2018. Coming up to the Open Mic this month were

Reverend Hellfire delivering a sermon on the dangers of sly and sneaky Water, Old Salt Geoffrey Evans went effervescing & bubbling a spray of words, Michael Vaughan‘s poetry like a tranquil lake,

the words like ripples across the mirror surface,

Thomas Nelson delivered a steady flow of imagery,

Theresa Tracey-Creed‘s verse, as always, had hidden depths, whilst Calaha shot a comic stream of words into the unsuspecting Face of Authority, serious as slapstick,

and Planet Clare poured a bucket of verse upon the Earthlings below, as SAVANU was all at Sea till he got his Land-legs back (haha)and Arts Director Shane K just swam with the tide until Cam Logan returned bearing an olive branch in his beak. Yes, after forty minutes and forty seconds of free-flowing verse, the Flood of Words was over.

Time for Afternoon Tea then, whilst Planet Clare and Co., spun yet more super surround-sound songs.

Shane K subsequently delivered a fine discourse on the work of scary American surrealist, George Tooker and his truly disturbing Art that really captures something of the “Ugly Spirit” of the American Century.

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The Second Open Mic delivered more unsuspecting Word Pearls coaxed from bedrock anchored Poets.. Michael gave us some Persian reflections on Alexander the Vandal, Tom lamented lost love;”Your hot tears dry on my lips“, Cam shared his wisdom; “You can’t get honey from stirring a hornets nest.” Tounge firmly in cheek Clare told us how; “I miss living with a philosopher”..and Sav delivered an ode to that great man, Vincent Lingiari and Shane read a selection from “The People’s Poet” (No, not Ric).

And then it was “Time please” and survivors dragged themselves to the nearest shanty for grog. The Rumpus Room by the Lizard, so I believe. The scurvy knaves!

The Pictures will tell the rest of the story.

Aaargh!

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PS A quick reminder that Theresa Tracey-Creed will be performing at the “Moving Words” Event being held at the South Bank Art Gallery in April.Check their website for details.

WORDS; Unckle Rat

IMAGES; Shane K.

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Archeologists Discover Nov 2017 Photo Review !

KURILPA POETS

November 2017 Photo Review

The Kurilpa Poets and friends kicked up their heels in fine style for 2017’s last gig at the old Croquet Club. Fine food was served, Strong words were spoken, sweet Jem Sparkle opened the afternoon with a bang (accompanied on this occasion by a talented, young Cello player adding mellow & mellifluous tones & timbres to her tunes)

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the Open Mic sessions rocked, MC Cam Logan suavely steered the show through the shallow shoals, the Virtual Gallery served sweet eye candy and the days Feature Artists, that ever eclectic group The TAPELOOPS (those legendary musical Survivors

 whose origins are said to lie somewhere in the mysterious ‘Eighties) demonstrated why they’re still on the cutting edge of Creativity in the 21st Century.

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John Linda & the Rev display the kind of telepathic group-dynamics in performance that  can only be acquired by thirty years of musical collaboration. Not that they’ve settled into a rut by any means, they’re still experimenting and pushing the boundaries, and even the oldest material is being constantly re-worked. They don’t do Songs. They do Poetry & Music, the two forms entwined like snakes copulating, so much so that tis often hard to tell which is which. Synthesia occurs.

Come Open Mic the water rats & Friends trooped up to say a few last words for the year.

Paul Dobbyn- Great shirt Paul!

Though recollections are dimmed by the passing of time, fortunately archeologists have uncovered the original documents made by MC Cam on the day, describing his impressions of the motley parade of Poets marching up to the Open Mic.

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The Kurilpa Open Mic – November 2017

As recalled by Cameron Logan, esq.

Brett C

Election – Maiwar – Three little pigs hanging votes

Fiasco of the boats and the least bad swine – Adani

the red haired owner screamed – straw house collapses

Squana

I never wrote this one”

By “The Foreskins” – I don’t wanna die

even though my life is a bore

Geoffrey

An angelic theme

Rarity of angels, the seraphim keep watching

Heaven hereafter, and heaven here and now.  A father to his daughter

-Mortals do dance, do battle

Anna

Husband – suicidedHis letter to her – sweet, heartfelt – journey to Aus

For 18 days + counting

Crazy as it seems, I dg you as a bear digs salmon – If your

Feet are as cold as a Walrus’ flipper – Beautiful memories – many letters

+ poems

Paul

A bit over 40 years ago I wrote this”

A doberman for company, Rocky outcrops.

Caesar let the ‘roo escape. Snake – “neither bit

the other”

– A tale told of an empty house”

Rev

donned his (smiley face) for an Emoticon delivery

After food and Tapeloops were served it was on to..

Round 2

MC Cam Logan

 

Brett. C

Racist Australian Santa

Santa’s job has been out sourced

Kids who ask for world peace got fucking sweaters

Racist justification to Santa’s ear – He reads the Courier Mail

Savana

Go to the toilet, get a load of my mind.

Unpredictable piss, the biggest struggle is staying in the

Now. “Expanding like a handful of shaving cream!”

Geoffrey

Under the influence of California window pane

I’ve said no to drugs, but they didn’t listen.

Bring to me the passion of nighty”

Feeble fingers fondle flesh”.

Paul – is Paul still here?

What god begot the shopping trolley?

Tinsel tittilates the empty stores

Gods of greed.

Shane K

ShaneWonderous history of the Palace

The cops ran Rev out of town (John first!)

We stayed and kicked against the bricks

The squat in Douglas St

Milton

We were all piss poor – Turpentine Mango tree had a bumper crop

Recalled the Banning Game  played by Politicians & Pot Activists in the Seventies  ..  

Banned                The Australasian Weed..

became

The Australasian Seed..

banned

The Australasian Need..

became

etc etc etc etc We’ll let the photos tell the rest of the Story…

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Kurilpa Poets present; “EARTH VERSE”, Sunday 25th March

THE KURILPA POETS

present

“EARTH VERSE”

Sunday 25th March, 2pm

with Mystery Musician

TOM SMITH

and Unsuspected Artist

WILLIAM BLAKE

not to mention

Two Open Mic sessions, Prizes, Free Food & Refreshments, Fabulously Friendly & Eclectic Company,

Free Onsite Parking & More TBA!

For our Theme this month the Kurilpa Poets continue with

their Poetical/Alchemical exploration of the Elemental Universe and celebrate Matter made manifest

in its most Primal form,

that being Earth, the first of the Elements!

Be it found in the form of Dirt, Mud or Dust, Rock or Metal, ‘The Spirit of Earth‘ is manifest in the smallest handful thereof and indeed lurketh also in the very vastness of the Planet beneath our feet, for Earth represents both Home & Harvest for the Human Race.

Yes Earth gives form to all our dreams. Manifesting through her many Avatars

She clothes herself in our cities & landscapes.

The Power of EARTH is made manifest in the smallest handful

So bring your earthiest limericks, your most down to earth verse, and your dialectical diatribes grounded in the solid bedrock of Social Realism to share with the Kurilpa crew during Open Mic.

Of course our Themes are not compulsive, merely suggestive, so feel free to read on any subject, and bring your Hippy-drippy, airy-fairy, fiery barn-burner poems as well!

Tom Smith in action

Our Mystery Musician this month is non-other than local journeyman troubadour, TOM SMITH.

Tom and his guitar are familiar figures in the Kurilpa Creative Community, popping up here there and everywhere, often in company with the Zippety do dah Band.

So come along Sunday 25th March and join the Water Rats and Friends at

the olde Croquet Club

91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane,

in the shade of the green trees of sacred Musgrave Park

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