Fletchski has a new site!

Greetings all you wonderful Lobsterites.

I’ve a lovely new blog over at http://fletchski.wordpress.com Why don’t you pop over and have a look at all the stuff I’ve been up to lately?

Cheers.

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Naked Lungs

I was asked to read at the launch night of Naked Lungs a Birmingham based spoken word night in the heart of the city. This happened nearly two weeks ago and to be honest I didn’t know what to expect; spoken word nights can be a bit hit and miss and this was the first one. I’d met Chris Baker two weeks before and we’d chatted about what he was after, I was impressed with his enthusiasm and laid back approach to getting a project like this off the ground and promised him some stuff for the launch magazine. The magazine was the clincher really, not only would Naked Lungs be a spoken word night but it would also comprise a magazine that would feature work from all the writers on that night’s bill.

The Greenhouse Cafe is the venue for Naked Lungs and a mighty fine venue it is at that. Situated in the Custard Factory, the beating heart of Birmingham’s creativity, it is cool without having to try too hard, they do good green tea which was enough for me to give it a ringing endorsement.

The bill for that night was Seasick Fist, Annie-J, Garrie Fletcher (me,) Ben Jones and Keiran Goddard. I didn’t know any of them and I was that busy leading up to it that I didn’t even Google them, if I had of done I might have had an inkling of what a treat I was in store for.

Seasick Fist is young, vibrant and almost electric with words. He attacks the mic at such a rate that you’d be forgiven for thinking that someone had gone crazy with a diction machine gun, cutting down the rows of onlookers with nothing more than well aimed words. Annie-J is a wonderful poet that reflects upon her grandmothers courting rituals whilst extolling the virtues of playing Tomb Raider, both of these proved to be insightful and very funny. Both these performers had recounted their thoughts almost entirely from memory so I let the side down by having to read direct from my story, well, it is nearly 3000 words. I went down well and was really pleased with the crowd’s reaction to my story ‘Kowalski’ which is a tale of an elderly Polish man befriending a young Pakistani boy. Keiran Goddard was the last on and treated us to a fine selection of poems from his next collection, tales of rag-and-bone men, lost loves and city streets, which I shall definitely be checking out. However, for me, the evening was stolen by the marvellous Ben Jones and he wasn’t even in the room! Ben found himself double booked and unable to attend so he sent along a Powerpoint and audio track to stand in for him. Ben is a philosophy lecturer at Halesowen College and the flyer had promised ‘Free form philosophy, live on stage.’ Ben’s presentation, even though it wasn’t live, was enthralling to say the least. For twenty odd minutes he kept us all hooked upon his every word as he ruminated upon the philosophy of masturbation, yes, wanking. A few people I’ve mentioned this to have looked at me aghast to say the least but it wasn’t sordid or cheap; it was well constructed, painfully funny and penetrating (no pun intended.) Yes, it really made you think about wanking.

Anyway, those wonderful guys at Naked Lungs have posted a video of snippets from the first evening with a gorgeous soundtrack. Check it out, see what you missed and make sure you’re at the next one.

Five minutes with (Sir) Andrew Motion

I’ve nicked this straight from the BBC site. It’s well worth five minutes of your time to hear him talk about the distinction between prose and poetry and why he thinks poetry is still the most powerful art form. Click on the link below to go to the BBC site. It seems the Beeb wont allow me to share their vids.

Sir Andrew Motion.

There’s also a great one with Philip Pulman where he talks about who he writes for and what’s important to him as a writer. Some nice slagging off of the UK’s restrictive National Curriculum in schools as well.

Philip Pullman.

City Voices (part 3)

This coming Tuesday, April 10th, I shall be reading at City Voices in Wolverhampton. This will be my third reading at City Voices and it will be the first time that I’ve read prose, in the past I’ve read poetry. I suppose I should point out that I will be reading my own work, I thought that was obvious but somebody recently asked me who’s work I read out, so there you go.

City Bar, Wolverhampton.

City Voices is run by Simon Fletcher and performances are through invitation only, there is no ‘open mic’ slot, so it’s an honour to be invited back again.

The venue is the City Bar on King Street, which is a very relaxed and understated place, and the audiences have always been friendly and enthusiastic. They are a discerning bunch and wont applaud any old crap, so fingers crossed for next Tuesday.

I have written a number of fine short stories recently as part of the Tindal Street Academy Masterclass. ( I attended the Masterclass from January to March and I promise I’ll write something about it soon. )

 

If you enjoy tales of loss and longing, despair and redemption, destructive youth and the naivety of old age then you really should get down there on the 10th of April.

 

City Bar, tucked away near Wolverhampton train and bus stations and very close to ample car parking.

 

If you’re in Wolverhampton, or striking distance, then come down to the City Bar for fine words and excellent company. See you there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

City Bar location.

The City Bar,
2-3 King Street,
Wolverhampton
WV1 1ST