LUNA VERSE PHOTO REVIEW with Leo Porter

October Photo Review

LUNA VERSE

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Pagan Idolatry was rampant at the Olde Croquet Club that Sunday

as Kurilpa’s poetic Minions of the Moon gathered to pay homage to that celestial orb. (By God, Barnaby Joyce was right! These greenie-poetic types are a bunch of heathens!)

Opening the revels was a fine set of eclectic musical experimentation from Poet-Musician Cam Logan in his guise as FREE LUNA. Quirky lyrics, toe tapping rhythms and seductive melodies, plus the odd tasteful touch of theremin magic, are the trademarks of Cam’s musical project.

FREE LUNA, doing no harm

Those interested in hearing more of the sounds of this madcap genius can turn to SOUNDCLOUD, where Cam, in the guise of his other Musical Avatar, “Charlie Foxtrot” has several sound files available for your listening pleasure, at;

https://soundcloud.com/charliefoxtrotbris

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Getting the Open Mic ball rolling along, the Reverend Hellfire & Linda Loop gave the crowd an amusing piece of Performance Poetry entitled, “The Moon Offended”, with the charming Ms Loop standing in for the Luna Deity and the Reverend in the role of supplicant Poet. Visual Arts Director Shane has supplied some stunning photos of this little skit, which have lent themselves to some fanciful photo-shopping by the Rev.

The poem in question can be read at;

https://reverendhellfire.wordpress.com/2017/10/29/tonight-the-moon-offended-redux/

Local maverick Cahala demonstrated due “judicial diligence” to expose a vast conspiracy where toxins and vaccines collude in sinister conclave. Newcomer Raquel Bastos gave us a poem by renowned Brazilian poet Fernando Pessoa and his 75 literary personalities, first in Portuguese and then in translation. Raquel is also a talented viola player as well, and will be playing a special show soon at the Old Museum as half of the ELTON BASTOS DUO.

Thomas Nelson’s was up next, and inspired by Raquel’s Latin inspired contribution, gave us a Spanish Quintilla, “Silencio” on the theme of tortuous love. (Ah, is there any other type of love). Then pocket-poet Geoffrey Evans, promised to deliver a punctual poem on the Moon, which, he insisted, would run for precisely 2 minutes and fifty-five seconds, but I forgot to time him, so I couldn’t say for sure. It was pretty short anyway.

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SAVANU put out the metaphorical begging bowl, offering to

“read poems for Money”, while Nigel Da Free gave us a taste of street poetry with heart. Trent bowled us over with a triple Haiku, while Greg “the Loaded Dog” Secombe promised to be “mercifully brief”, before delivering a love poem both short and sweet. The first open Mic ended with newcomer Bevan Pearson sharing his words and then it was time for the break and more jaunty rhythms & jive talk from FREE LUNA as the Water Rats feasted and chatted.

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Suitably refreshed we returned to hear Shane K‘s informative talk on the iconic Art of American artist Edward Hopper, before going on to the Day’s Feature set with promising young Brisbane poet Leo Porter.

Leo Porter in denial, “I never wrote poems..”

“I never wrote Poems,” claimed Leo,” I just saw the words and put them together.” Accordingly he went on to construct an assemblage of images, rising to a Babel-like tower of allegory. Entering Leo’s world we saw a legal case turned into poetry as the body decomposed/ a sonnet redolent with the latent stench of fear/ freaking out as marsupial elves caper on the roof as Arachne’s children sleep easily tonight/ dreams about a room in his house filled with dirt/ “I thought alcohol made you forget”/quotes emerge like frogs after the rain; “charred glyphs on the walls of my organs”/ bleeding raw ink on the paper carcase.

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All in all a most entertaining set of Poetry was delivered with style and confidence by young Mr Porter. We eagerly look forward to hearing his future work.

After the break Tom gave us a poem that had caterpillars nibbling at our cerebellum, while Shane reminisced about Barry Humphreys’ Anarcho-Surrealist days in Melbourne, when he declared War on the normality of Australia in the Fifties.

Linda and Cam then teamed up to give us one of Ms Loop’s personally penned songs, “Waiting for the fulling of the Moon”.

At which point my notes give out, so as always, I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.

See you all next time.

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Photos; Shane K

Words & photo editing; Unckle Rat

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KURILPA POETS,”RAP WRAP” Sunday 26th November, with; THE TAPELOOPS

THE KURILPA POETS

present

“RAP WRAP”

Sunday 26th November, 2pm

91 Cordelia Street.

with Guest Artists- THE TAPELOOPS

Mystery musician- JEM SPARKLEs

& Special MC- CAM LOGAN

with unsuspected artist- Paul Klee

And so the Great Wheel turns to Summer’s Solstice once again, traditionally a time of endings and beginnings..

..Meanwhile, as the Queensland Electorate wakes up on Sunday Morning, to survey with bleary eyes the Government they’ll have landed themselves with for the next four years, down at the Croquet Club in Musgrave Park, the Water Rats prepare to wrap up the Poetic Language Business for 2017, with the a fabulous Bohemian Celebration; “RAP WRAP” to which you are all most cordially invited.

The Kurilpa Kitchen Krew welcome you!

We’ll have Poets rapping & crapping on,

while Photographers will be snapping their shots, the Wit will be Zapping, your toes will be Tapping

to the musical tunes and tones while on the Big Screen the Art will be randomly overlapping Reality as it’s happening, trapping strange Visual Archetypes mirroring the Poets words as if in jest/ Yes, such synchronicities abound when you mix & match and Shake & Bake the Arts as we like to do. So come and watch the show and the Iron Laws of Observer Theory will have you affecting the outcome!

Appropriate Guests for such an occasion are none other than the Alpha and Omega of Architectonic Performance Art, and a veritable West End Institution,

THE TAPELOOPS

The Tapeloops take wing..

returning with their own unique meld of spoken word and sonic landscapes to loop it up big time with the Poets & Artists of Kurilpa.

The original Trio are composed of

the Reverend Hellfire

(Words, Keyboards and Pyrotechnical Accidents)

Linda Loop

(Trumpet, Percussion)

John Treason

(Bass, Viola, Violin)

and have worked together on a remarkable variety of projects for over thirty years. They produce a music both simple and complex; hypnotic rhythms overlaid with sophisticated verbal imagery delivered in the compelling vocal style for which the Reverend is renowned.

The TapeLoops are preparing to disappear to spend several months in their hidden underground lair

and recording studio to work on a number of projects, with the ultimate aim of Global domination. Thus this show will be their only Performance pending their re-emergence as the World Supreme Council, so don’t miss out on this chance to say you were there and gain future street credibility.

We’ll be giving away a rare copy of the Tapeloops

1984 EP “Fire in Heaven” as a door prize on Sunday.

The cover of every record was individually hand coloured by various band members and friends at the time, making each a unique artefact. This copy will be signed by all three ‘Loops, hopefully increasing it’s potential market value when you flog it off on Ebay .

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JEM SPARKLES

Our favourite Mystery Musician, 21st Century Flower Child, Jem Sparkles will be returning to help us wrap up the year in High Style, with her groovy renditions of old Jukebox Classics & her toe-tapping, self-penned, Sure-to-be-Hits.

It’s always a good day when Jem plays and all we can say for certain is that the World would be a better place if Jem (and musicians like her) was able to spend more time playing music and less time having to wait on tables.

PAUL KLEE

Up on the Big Screen of the Virtual Gallery, Visual Arts Director Shane K will be showing highlights from the 20th century artistic genius Paul Klee, whose vivid visions used a kind of child-like archetypal imagery both entrancing yet also at times disturbing.

Mr K as usual, will also deliver a short talk on Klee’s Art & Influence for the audience’s edification.

MASTER OF CEREMONIES

for the occasion is the ever suave

Cam Logan,

returning after his stint as last month’s Mystery Musician, when he appeared in his guise as FREE LUNA. Be sure to catch FREE LUNA, or his other musical manifestation TIGER BEAT, at every available opportunity. Eclectic, quirky, fun, Cam’s musical prowess matches his skilled Word-smithery.

And as always there will be two Open Mic sessions for you to speak/rap/sing or mime your words,

Free Food & Refreshment, Friendly Company, Free On-site Parking and the beautiful environs of sacred Musgrave Park to enjoy.

Be sure to be there!.

The price on the door is a mere $5,

or $4 for KICI members.

The Water Rats supply the food for these events. While we encourage the community-minded to bring a plate or a bottle or a packet of something nice to share at the feast, we would mainly encourage you just to attend. That’s the Important thing.

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VOX DOMINA 28th May PHOTO REVIEW

VOX DOMINA PHOTO REVIEW*

The Ladies Step Out!

VOX DOMINA

Wow! What a fabulous day at the Olde Croquet Club. Amazing poetry, an eclectic soundtrack, delicious food and, as ever at Kurilpa Poets gatherings, a friendly and diverse mix of interesting People.

MC and organising genius of the day, Fiona Privitera,

Reaching out to the Audience;, Fiona Privitera

had assembled for us an impressive array of poetic talent of the Feminine persuasion.

One such was Mystery Musician Marissa Allen, who hummed and thrummed her eldritch Violin and crooned like an ancient Sybil as the hall quickly filled with Old Friends and New Faces.

Marissa thrums and ullulates!

First up of the Feature Poets, Laura Kenny‘s poetry delivered intimate observations with a Wise Woman’s eye, surveying a World of meaningful minuatae, her observations ranging from homely memories of the ritual of dressing, to the sad existence of the child miners of India.

Laura Kenny

The Open Mic unleashed a diverse motley of voices of every gender for us to consider;

Kurilpa newcomer Suin Ni gave us a vision of predatory Urban Landscapes where, “Leopards are stalked by Developers” (She later told me that the “Leopards” in question could also refer to “Leopard Trees”)

Bohemian poet Bernadette le Goullon making her first appearance at Kurilpa, then told us the tale of her own ongoing battle with Developers to save some trees.

 

 

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Last month’s Feature Poet Savanu warned us that “Life has become a terrible risk!” Cahala came on next to rumble and roar, followed by Sue Dreeves, a vibrant vision in purple. Alas, soft spoken Sue’s voice was drowned out somewhat by the sounds of Dischord drifting in from the “Real World” outside.

Trent then gave us an Epic nursery rhyme (I had trouble finishing it, he later confessed) with lashings of Sex.

The Rev shuffled on stage, broom in hand , to bemoan the fate of the modern “House Husband”. Cam Logan was quick and to the point. Loaded Dog growled a warning. CAVE CANEM, as the Ancients put it. Old Kurilpa-ite Rebekah Copas returned, jaunty Ibis feather in her hair, to speak of “Unseen Beings” and finish up the first open Mic.

Time for a break and whilst Marisa Allen wailed and vibrated, her nameless minion on drums rattled an ominous Thunder.

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(tho I personally felt that a simpler drumkit would have worked better with Marisa’s sparse sound.) The poets & friends meanwhile feasted on the fine Spread aesthetically laid out before them by our hard-working and hygienic kitchen crew. Linda and Gil deserve a big call out here for bringing Order out of the kitchen Chaos each month.(Lord knows why, but people just love to loiter and lurk in the kitchen. In future we may have to put up a piece of string to act as an Impenetrable Barrier.)

 

 

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After the break they emerged from the kitchen to demonstrate their own artistic talents. Gil brought a couple of her new paintings along to display and spoke of how her most recent work, a blood-red affair, was inspired by the recent tragic events in Manchester. Songstress Linda Loop later demonstrated her vocal prowess during the Open Mic

Gil brings out her Art vision

by delivering a cascading, note-perfect rendition of the Schubert Lied “To Art” (An die Musik) in faultless German.

Visual Art Supremo and Candid photographer Shane K gave an informative talk on Australian “Modernist”, Margaret Preston, whose paintings and prints had been playing over the Virtual Gallery. I was interested to learn that apparently her husband was one of those rare paragons who gave unwavering support to their partners Artistic aspirations. Should be more of it.

Vanessa Page

At this point I must confess I’ve lost my notes for

Vanessa Page‘s Feature Set. Sorry. (Better than last month though, when I lost ALL my notes. This month I only lost one page. Damn it, it was here this morning!)

But I do recall it was a bloody good set, professionally and passionately delivered, that had the audience’s attention riveted throughout, despite the sounds of Dischord once again drifting in from the Hostile Outside World. If you get the chance to see Vanessa Page live, you won’t be disappointed.

Vanessa delivers

Marisa Allen demonstrating her versatility, then did a set of her poems sans violin. (notes! notes!)

Finally the second Open Mic session arrives, somewhere in the middle of which my notes resume..

 

 

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The REV made a call for “More Beautiful Men and more Powerful Women“, whilst Bernadette returned to explain how her glasses were provided by the Government noting; “that’s how they Control what you see!” After 29 years off alcohol, Savanu gave us a poem about “Harold who hates cats”. Cahala assured us we are “all Masterpieces of Art”, though in my case possibly a “flawed masterpiece”, which is surely better than no masterpiece at all I suppose. Trent gave us an Australian Haiku,

“Bus stop Dreaming”, to which Cam Logan touche’ed with an absurdist “Parsley Haiku”.

Marisa declares and declaims

Finally Shane moved a vote of thanks to our stylish and talented MC, Fi Privetera, to which the audience responded with enthusiastic applause.

All in all a very successful day, here’s hoping we have many more.

As always I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story, but before I do, let me move my own Vote of Thanks to our ever ebullient Art Director, Shane K, who each month takes the time and effort to document our events and produce the fine photographs that appear on this site.

(Historical footnote; When Shane took on the job I told him, “Make us look interesting and attractive!”, and God Bless him, he’s done the best he can with the material he’s got to work with.!)

The Attractive and Interesting Shane K, Fiona Privitera & Friend

WORDS: UNCKLE RAT

PHOTOS: SHANE K

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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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One Show Only-OnlyOnlylyly..!

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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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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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Photo Review; YOUNG ETERNALS LIVE!

lunchbox poets

Lunchbox Poets.. Packed with Goodness!

Twas brillig and several slithy toves were seen

gimbling by the wabe, but they were soon removed

by Council workers and the day continued as programmed.

A savage storm sprung up out of nowhere and lashed the park

at precisely 2.10pm, but by then the stragglers were safely

inside and sheltering behind our new

“Zombie-apocalypse proof” metal roller-blinds.

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Yes, there was a fine turn-out of new faces and old hands gathered to bathe in the Poetic Fountains of Eternal Youth,

while Mystery Musician Jem Sparkle, appearing for the first time without her “Golden Boys”, warbled and wailed her way thru a melodic selection of covers and originals to open the affair..

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Jem played an interesting mix of originals and old favourites.

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Jem Sparkles on with or without Golden Boys!

   

Guest MC Sophie Tarrant, wearing a fetching

 Maggie Thatcher style power-bouffant soon had the crowd warmed-up and launched into the first Open Mic session. (Interestingly Sophie has apparently never heard of Margaret Thatcher! Honestly! Young people today!).

Sophie shares words of advice for young people

Sophie shares words of advice from HOT TEEN SLUT

Tendering some avuncular advice, the Reverend Hellfire advised the impressionable audience to burn their bridges behind them. (Not to mention ripping up the rail lines and cutting the optic fibre).

Linda Loop emerged from the kitchen to inspire us all with an Acapella version of The Impossible Dream. Also pleased to see one of our former feature poets KUDOS turn up after a too-long absence and deliver a couple of his rapid-fire, word-perfect, hip-hop styled poems. He also apparently has a single coming out soon so listen out for that one. We’re hoping to have KUDOS back for a feature spot real soon.

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Of course it’s not Open Mic without the Irrepressible Jeffrey Evans to spout a bit of Keats or one of his own rambling soliloquies and so he did. It was good to see long-time Kurilpa supporters Glen Manga and Dushan Bojic back up at the Open Mic again after being MIA for a couple of meetings. Nor would it be a real Open Mic without Kurilpa regulars, Paul Dobbyn, Tony Kneipp (who’s developing a disturbing resemblence to Karl Marx lately)and Sue Fihelly delivering something thoughtful for the occasion and they did not disappoint.

Glen Manga and the Eternally Young crowd

Glen Manga and the Eternally Young crowd

Up on the Virtual Gallery’s big screen, Shane’s Saul Steinberg retrospective gave the day that little extra bit

of wacko eye-candy we’ve come to love so much.

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The rain stopped and after the break with fine food,

 much talk and more melodious tunes from Jem,

we returned for the much anticipated Lunchbox Poets set.

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Resplendent in stylish summer hats, together the three girls, Morgan Larkin, Hai Xia Wang Pole and Molly Sanders-Dwyer, quickly & quirkily introduced themselves, before taking turns to hold centre stage. Each LunchBoxer in turn proved to be a confident performer with a depth and maturity to their words that some perhaps may not have expected.

Interesting to contemplate just how good these young poets may become if they continue working on their Craft

and have a few more years of writing

and performing experience

behind them.

The only dissappointment with their set was I would have liked to see them on stage

working together on delivering a poem. A thought for the Future, perhaps.

Beware Claire Fitzpatrick's sly humour says the Rev..

Beware Claire Fitzpatrick’s sly humour says the Rev..

Claire F surprised some of the audience more familiar with her impassioned extemporising by delivering an almost demure performance.

Retro-resplendent in flapper attire,

She read her poems with a quiet intensity

and understated humour that kept the audience’s

attention focused thru-out.

Clair is another young poet whose work, I believe, shows

great promise for the years ahead. Indeed, I have just learned

that she has recently been offered a publishing contract

for a novel she’s written. Well done Claire! WE at the Water-Rat Gazette salute you!

Claire Fitzgerald

Later, more Open Mic.. supposedly an “under 30” session,

but no-one was looking at ID and I think not a few

of the Open Mic poets were a little over the legal limit.

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Like Doctor of Philosophy, Gerald Keaney for example.

Dressed as always with his usual quiet, good taste,

Gerry definitely delivered the afternoon’s liveliest performance.

Look forward to seeing more of Dr Keaney’s antics

when he brings his merry brand of Musos,

“Gerald Keaney and the Gerald Keaneys”

to Kurilpa in November for our special end of year

Word/Sound Bash!

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A little shy, newcomer Joe Simington nonetheless delivered some excellent verse which gave notice

of another developing talent. Another Kurilpa first-timer, Sue Dreves, also delivered some fine verse, in a quietly confident, understated manner.

 

Water Rats Linda & Guy here bear an uncanny resemblance to the Kurilpa Logo!

Water Rats Linda & the Rev here bear an uncanny resemblance to the Kurilpa Logo!

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 All around it was a fabulous day. The rain soon let up and though the croquet lawn was now a paddy-field the air was refreshed and invigorating. Some great poetry and music was heard. The Past was Celebrated and the Future looked forward to. The vibe was mellow/electric, and the food as always, was varied and tasty.

Molly, Hai Xia and Morgan AKA the Lunch Box Gang.

Molly, Hai Xia and Morgan AKA the Lunch Box Gang.

Thanks to everyone who brought food and/or helped in the kitchen or helped set up/pack up chairs at the end.

(special call-out to Hai Xia‘s mum Jen

for helping bring order out of the kitchen chaos!)

Thanks to Carol for guarding the door as always,

thanks to those who read, and thanks to those who Listened.

See you all next month!

Enjoy the pics!

Visualk Arts Director Shane Kneipp; "Shows over folks..nothing to see here.."

Visual Arts Director Shane Kneipp; “Shows over folks..nothing to see here..”

Words; Unckle Rat

Pictures; Shane Kneipp

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KURILPA POETS MAY PHOTO REVIEW

MAD MAIDS AMAZE & AMUSE

Kurilpa Poets photo-review,

Sunday 31st May

Felicitously the last day of Autumn proved to be a fine one, as the Kurilp Poets and Friends gathered in the Courtyard of West End Community House to celebrate all things Femme in the Uni-Verse.

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Indeed, the stellar line up of luminous poets and musicians that day surely created a new constellation in the Sky, a constellation celebrating the Sacred Muse of Poetry and will be named something appropriate like Hypatia or Sappho or Calliope or the Poetess!

I leave that task to future astrologists. My task oh Muse, is to sing but briefly of the glories of that day as a witness for future days.

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MC & Psycho-pompe (guide to the Mysteries) that day was the handsomely attired Mz Linda Loop. Linda, who has been known to leave Kurilpa audiences stunned with awe with her a acapella renditions of Schubert Lieder and the like, alas did not favour us with song on this occasion, though she did accompany Theresa Tracey-Creed on trumpet, during Theresa’s feature set..

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As well as reading some of her own unassuming but powerful poems, Theresa sang a couple of cover songs acapella on Sunday, including a version of Let it Be that had the audience singing along with feeling. Why, it was almost religious for a moment, sitting there in the sun, singing along with the poets and other outcasts!

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Sophie Tarrant perhaps put on the liveliest performance of the afternoon and kept the crowd well amused..

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Fiona Privitera, resplendent in classic Joy Division T-shirt, read excerpts from the work of Sam Riviere and others. Fiona over recent months at Kurilpa events has proved to be a talented interpreter of other poets works and we hope to have the opportunity to hear from her own work in the near future.

Sadly I missed Sue Fihelley’s set on this occasion but I do have a copy of her book which I shall be reviewing for the Water-Rat Gazette in the not-too-distant-future.

I had made the mistake of asking feature poet Judith Light if she had enough material for two sets. Her response was to bring a large sack of poetry hefted over her shoulder to the event! At eighty years strong she of course has no shortage of material!

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Judith in fact came all the way up from Byron Bay to read for us, and has hinted strongly that this may be her “Last Performance”, so we at Kurilpa Poets thank her muchly for coming and sharing some selections from her Life’s Work with us. We can only hope that she’ll “do a Melba” and come out of retirement many times.

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At Open Mic time the boys were allowed time to have their say. Emerging from the kitchen to whence he’d largely been banished for the day, the Reverend Hellfire played the Trickster as usual, using the days theme as an excuse for reading a poem on the “sorrows of the modern house husband”! Jeffrey, now Kurilpa’s newest signed up member, was as animated as always. A couple of newcomers made impressive debut’s and West End Icon, Blind Dog Donnie graced us also by reading a couple of selections of Wordsworth and Longfellow. (Perhaps a future Mystery Musician here we hope, folks!) The Usual Suspects and some New Faces whose names I neglected to secure read all took their turn ritually in stage.

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Last Months missing Mystery Musicians emerged from the time-hole that swallowed them up in April and now were mysteriously no longer a duo but a trio, and called Jem Sparkles and the Bright Sparks, or possibly Jem and Her Sparkle Boys, or words to that effect. No matter the name, the music produced by Jem, Michael and Rainer was both sprightly and mellow, and set a most suitable vibe for the afternoon. (It should also be noted that the musicians in question made themselves useful in the kitchen as well, helping the Reverend artistically arrange the food for Afternoon Tea. Nicely arranged food is so important, don’t you think?) As always the Water-Rats contributed generously and no-one went home hungry. Shane, again, that Hummus! mmm hummouss (drools)

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I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking. Suffice for now to say it was a great afternoon and an appropriate end to our time “Wandering in the Wilderness” whilst our traditional Headquarters, the Olde Croquet Club in Musgrave Park, was extensively refurbished. For Yeah! It is Done! We are returning Home!

Hope to see you all there on Sunday the 28th of June when we return to our New Revamped Ultra-swish Croquet Club in style! Check out the Gazette in coming days for photos of our new-look Club House beneath the green trees of Musgrave Park

and of course, further details of our Homecoming Poetry Party.

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words; Unckle Rat

pictures; Shane Kneipp

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MAD MAIDS & MUSES Line up, Sunday 31st May

Mad Maids and Muses

Line Up

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Kurilpa Poets feature this Sunday 31st May;

(In no particular order)

Fiona Privitera

Fiona Privitera

Sophie Tarrant

Sophie Tarrant

Theresa Tracey-Creed

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Judith Light

Judith Light

Sue FihellySue Fihelly

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with MC Linda Loop

Guest MC; Linda Loop

Guest MC; Linda Loop

and the sweet sounds of Phoebe & Neil

“PHOEBE & NEILL” emerge from the time rift

and miscellaneous readings from;

Carol Balfor, Christine Huber and More..

So come one come all!

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Kurilpa Poets present; “MAD MAIDS & MUSES” Sunday, 31st May

The Kurilpa Poets present;

“Mad Maids & Muses”

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Sunday, 31st May, 2pm

at

WEC HOUSE

4 Norfolk Road, West End.

The Kurilpa Poets celebrate the passing of May

with our very own “Ladies Day” where we will be focusing

on the Femme side of Poetry,

from Feminine Muse to Feminist Firebreather

with a hefty serve of the Femme Fatale as well

and featuring the talents of the “Kurilpa Water-Rat-ettes

as the Women of Kurilpa Poets take centre stage

with words of wisdom and wit.

Guest MC; Linda Loop

Guest MC; Linda Loop

Maestro of Ceremonies, the Lovely Linda Loop will be leading

a fluid lineup of members and hangers on,

which we’ll hopefully be listing here closer to the event.

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Don’t worry boys! There’ll still be our traditional Open Mic Sessions

where we won’t discriminate. As always Open Mic readers are free to read

on whatever subject they choose, but if you’ve got material suitable for the occasion that would be real cool.

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“PHOEBE & NEIL” emerge from the time rift

Mystery Musicians for this month are, the sweet acoustic duo;

Phoebe & Neil.

They were scheduled to play last month but alas were

caught in a time rift and hurtled a month into the Future.

Now we will finally catch up with them in the same space/time continuum

and we look forward to their unfortunately delayed debut.

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As always bountious food and refreshments are provided Free

by the members & friends of the Kurilpa Poets.

Entry this month is Free for Kurilpa members and

a mere $2 for everyone else.

And as always we ask the community-minded to bring a plate,

or a packet or a bottle of something to contribute to the Feast.

*food for the people help yourself

I should add at this point, that each month I am overcome

by the generosity of the people who bring such wonderful food

to our gatherings, often cooking tasty treats themselves at home

to share with we hungry poets. (Shane, I’m looking at that humus of yours)

Friends, I thank you.

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We’re at the same venue as last month,

West End Community House, 4 Norfolk Road.

WEC House is close to bus routes 196 & 199 (stop5)

and near the West End Markets car-park.

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This is our last gig at WEC House for next month, Sunday June 28th,

the Kurilpa Poets will be returning to the Promised Land,aka,

the Olde Croquet Club

in the heart of Musgrave Park!

You heard it here first!

More exciting details & photos to come!

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David Hallett Gig- PHoTO REVIEW

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KURILPA POETS featuring DAVID HALLETT

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As Progress loomed menacingly over West End,

and the rising Tower Blocks cast their lengthening shadows

towards the suburb like dominating digits of Doom,

demanding more and evermore Development,

a Motley Mob of Poets gathered in Defiance

of the Dollar-Death-Cult

to Celebrate Life, Love, Liberty and Laughter

through the Power of the Word,

and to bask in the Autumnal warmth

of the afternoon sun.

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The Kurilpa Poets are still a Nomad Nation, wandering from

venue to venue whilst our traditional Home,

the Olde Croquet Club in Musgrave Prk,

undergoes an extended period of renovation.

April found us fetched up down the back of West End Community House (Thanks for your hospitality folks!)

It being such a lovely, nay, such a lyrical day,

we spontaneously decided to relocate

the days activities outside in the pleasant courtyard area.

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Despite a last minute cancellation of the Virtual Gallery

due to our sorely missed

Visual Arts Director, Shane, being indisposed,

and the Mysterious disappearance of our Mystery Musicians,

there were Words and Verse, Food and Good Company a plenty.

David Hallett

Our Feature Poet, coming all the way up the coast

from that big “Little Town” Nimbin, Word Maester David Hallett,

did not disappoint the crowd.

Looking relaxed and fit, he delivered his Verse

with both confidence and passion.

Surely one of this country’s most consummate Poetical Performers,

his Poetry is Political without being preachy,

compassionate without being sentimental.

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The Open Mic sessions (as always the “Heart”of Kurilpa Poetry events)were, as usual, both entertaining

and diverse in the selections offered; from the Reverend

Hellfire‘s experiments on the Elasticity of Time, to Michael Vaughan’s fragments on the properties of precious stones.

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“and his ghost lingers on” Christine tells the tale

Jefferson

Jefferson “stone the crows” Evans

Usually a “Water-rat wall-flower”, Kurilpa regular Christine amused us all with the story of the ghost of her pervert neighbour

who still haunts the coffee shop built over the house

where he once lived and leered. Lovely Linda Loop moved many to tears with her beautiful acapella rendition of a Schubert Lied,

and Jefferson Evans gave us an extended “ode to a checkout girl’,

until he was gently led away.

An unusually dapper Gerry Kearney, turned his poem into

a veritable paper chase, with segments secretly posted all around the courtyard he dashed from verse to verse

till he reached the poems exciting denouement.

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Fiona Privitera read some selected extracts from Aidan Coleman’s

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while Sue Fihely read us selections from her own slim volume of verse.

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John Tracey and Tony Kneipp both contributed insightful and subversive versification,

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while an exuberantly Fez-clad Danksta Downunder made his last appearance before disappearing off to America to sample the delights of the Austin International Poetry Festival.

Informal, intimate, the vibe of the day was both warm and resilient, as the rag-tag tribe of the Kurilpa Poets celebrated once more what it means to be Human.

See you all next month.

Linda, our charming  photographer for the occasion

Lynda, our charming photographer for the occasion

(Much thanks to Lynda Bell from down Nimbin way who stepped

in for our lost Visual Arts Director and took the days photo’s )

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