My second spoken word event in 4 days. I am turning from an anti-social moth into a social butterfly all in the name of 'Spoken Word'. I have become a spoken word junkie and I needed a fix of something before I navigated the A487 so I put King Pleasure and the Biscuit Boys (which I had purchased for a Queen's quid in Aberystwyth library just the day previously) into tut player thingy and became like John Candy in Planes, Trains and Automobiles.
From reading 'Crying in your Beer' at Aberystwyth Arts Centre Spoken Word event Words, Words, Words on Wednesday night, I chanced the most dangerous road in the world last night and attended Spoken Word Saturday at the Small World Theatre in Aberteifi in support of 100Thousand Poets for Change.
I was up second and using the state of the art microphone boomed "This is the BBC" and read 2 Environmental Poems, one being Porpoise Pink Potel and finished off with British Values Blues. The Small World Theatre in Cardigan is a gem of a place and a superb venue for Spoken Word. Thank you to Eleanor Shaw for organising and for the opportunity of feeding the addiction.
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