This is going to be the first in a series of ‘gigs with musicians’ at which I will be performing poetry to unsuspecting pub audiences. When I say unsuspecting, we are of course advertising the events, but still I can guarantee that there will be people who are very surprised to have somebody talking at them instead of playing them sweet soulful music. I only hope they like it… and if they don’t, that they either keep their disappointment to themselves or express it with nice soft things like rotten tomatoes, rather than hard things, like root vegetables!
We’ve given our new collective a name that manages to evoke some kind of generic inbreeding having occurred between the cult of Twee and Death Metal. We are, of course, neither very twee nor very metal but are employing the name in an ironic way, yikr! Also, it was written in magnetic words on my fridge and we thought it sounded epic.*
So, come to Finn McCouls on Thursday and witness the first evening hosted by Massive Dragon Solace, featuring: Elliott Sutcliffe – playing his newer material which brings out a much softer and more wistful side in his songwriting; Will Rothwell – with his beautiful finger-picking guitar style; and myself, performing amongst other things, a new poem called The 12 (Urban Dictionary) Days of Christmas, in which I find 12 different ways of mentioning teabagging.
*can you tell I’ve been reading the urban dictionary of late?!