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.
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..
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!).
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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!
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.
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
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.
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.
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!
Words; Unckle Rat
Pictures; Shane Kneipp