Spoken Words in the Frozen NorthPosted: November 30, 2010
Poets seem to have all the luck*. They have regular performance events where they can stand up and introduce an audience to their work. Not so prose. It seems that the art of storytelling has lost the telling part – unless you have a bunch of books under your belt. I was honoured to be included in the line-up for the Wee Red Gig.
The event was held in the Wee Red Bar at the Edinburgh College of Art which is a small place just off the central courtyard of the ECA complex. After having my satchel searched by the obligatory Small Angry Man (who was very polite). This is all we had: a mike to talk into and some lights shining in our faces. It was great. I’m glad my own work went down well. All of the other stories were of a high standard and I was impressed with the range of styles (writing and performance) that were on show. The Writers Bloc guys were their usual professional selves and I have to thank them for giving me the opportunity to get up there and introduce my work to a new audience. My only regret was forgetting to bring a camera and recording the entire show.
* Though I am told that poetry isn’t as popular as it used to be and it’s damn hard to make any money in it.