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May. 26th, 2004

I don't know which is more worrying. The fact that I am listening to a Britney Spears song of my own free will, or the fact that I like it.

*hangs head in shame*

Interview today went pretty well I think, I did my best and am now going to endavour not to think about it until they ring me on Friday of this week or Tuesday of the next and let me know whether I've got the job. Thank you to everyone for the well wishes and good vibes, they have certainly helped my state of mind.

elethe, bluedevi, verlaine and I trooped down to the Poetry Cafe in Covent Garden, basically a sophisticated form of torture in which a number of people are cunningly lured into an underground room without adequate ventilation while various poets (and I use the term in the loosest possible sense) get five minutes each to go up on stage and perform thier *art*.

It is difficult to define the quality of the poetry, except as largely mediocre (a pity, since bad verse is stunningly entertaining) although I loosely classified the poets and thier creative outputs as either being on weed or speed.

Not all was a total loss, there were some exceptions and rather good verse, elethe's among them.

Perhaps it is only me growing ever more cynical and twisted as I age, but the verse seemed mostly distinguished by its pretentiousness and its authors seemed largely to belong to a school of thought that said that performance and power of a piece was enhanced by shouting/mock-rapping and waving one's hands around. I definately do not subscribe to this notion although am fully to prepared to support the school of thought that teaches that self-important performance artists ought to be repeatedly beaten about the heads with goats.

Generally it's not a good sign when I find myself wishing for a man to finish quickly.
Or when a woman dressed in a monkey costume made of brown paper bags seems like a high point.

On another note,
I am deeply impressed by verlaine's extremely laudable and visionary linguistic endeavours , as I would sincerely salute anyone who can tell me that "Then the unclean spirits entered the pigs" in Serbocroatian.

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bluedevi
May. 26th, 2004 02:39 am (UTC)
Ooh, poetry about childbirth and motherhood... that's a staple of poetry slams as far as I can see, as bloody and visceral as possible, but having it performed by a man would be a new twist. Carry on daring him :)
rainsinger
May. 26th, 2004 04:01 pm (UTC)
This made me giggle and I concur with Bludevi, keep on daring him :D
tentaclos
May. 25th, 2004 06:54 pm (UTC)
I've fortunately or un-, have never been to a poetry reading! That's weird to say, cause I should have by now. Ah well. I think it's funny what you've got to say about the poets :) & true. I respect bad poets, because at least you can have a good time trying to write like them.

I have noticed a lot of pretentiousness about poetry, fa'sho. Poets are supposed to be an elightened lot, but I notice many who think they're too cool, and see too many love poems that are all about how the OTHER person is so awful.

I do wish I could see that monkey woman though.
rainsinger
May. 26th, 2004 04:00 pm (UTC)
Strangely enough, monkey woman did have style. :)

I respect bad poets, because at least you can have a good time trying to write like them

Exactly. :)
livemeat
May. 26th, 2004 02:57 am (UTC)
It was in Covent Garden - i'm curious as to just what you expected since it seems to all intents and purposes to be prentention capital uk.

Be grateful that you've never had the pleasure of traditional spanish poetry and song [flamenco style]
sung to you in Afrikaans.

rainsinger
May. 26th, 2004 04:02 pm (UTC)
Be grateful that you've never had the pleasure of traditional spanish poetry and song [flamenco style]
sung to you in Afrikaans.


Oddly, that sounds strangely compelling.
livemeat
May. 27th, 2004 02:36 am (UTC)
strangely compelling it may be,
but it's fundamentally wrong:

there is an intrinsic lack of compatability between the words and the music.
smallblakflower
May. 26th, 2004 11:57 am (UTC)
"that teaches that self-important performance artists ought to be repeatedly beaten about the heads with goats"

or any other cloven footed animal which happens to be around, if it's an emergency situation, maybe even a chicken.
rainsinger
May. 26th, 2004 02:41 pm (UTC)
You demonstrate both ingenuity and foresight, woudl you like to be Dean of my school of thought?
smallblakflower
May. 31st, 2004 11:23 am (UTC)
yes, yes I would.

Do I get a hat? or an office? or somesort of desk ornament with my name on?....
rainsinger
Jun. 2nd, 2004 07:56 am (UTC)
You get a hat and an office and an extended lunch break and the ability to bash people on the head in the name of research. :)

You are also welcome to bring any desk ornament of your choosing.
smallblakflower
Jun. 2nd, 2004 11:26 am (UTC)
Marvellous, my ceramic pig and I will be along shortly.
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