Playing Catch Up wih WordDogs, Madagascar 2, and St. Mungo's Mirrorball
I know, I know, I should be more diligent with my blog, but here goes, some catch up.

First, andWordDogs which took place on the 3rd of December in the 13th Note in King Street in Glasgow. Thanks to my fellow Junta(eers), Rich and Michael, for all their organisational hard work; and everyone who came along and supported and read on the night. We made a slighty profit - yah! Just whenandI was about to reach into the wallet to help cover costs - phew! andA good night, and some very good readings by lots of folk (but I wasn't one of them). Roll on the next one.

Second, 'Madagascar 2 : Escape 2 Africa'. I took Alex and Sophie to see this, and it wasn't too bad. Seemingly the first one lurks somewhere in a cupboard in our house but I've never seen it, maybe the sock-eating monster has developed new tastes (Like where are my DVDs of 'Serenity', 'Hell Boy', and 'Pride and Prejudice?). But I laughed a lot, and was treated to five - count them - five! Trailers. Unfortunately they were for drek like 'Bedtime Stories' (Disney film starring Adam Sandler) which looks awful. Ditto for 'Hotel for Dogs', and 'Monsters vs Aliens' (or is it the other way about? Who cares?), but the 'The Tale of Despereaux'anddid look kind of cute (but not enough to actually pay money to go toanda cinema to see it), and 'Inkheart' starring Brendan Fraser, seemed the best of a bad bunch (and the fact that I saw the trailer for this months ago, and it hasn't materialised until now, doesn't exactly bode well).

Third, 'St. Mungo's Mirrorball' last week, when the 'Read Raw(ers)' hit the big town and a Mirrorball event in conjunction with Scottish PEN. It was a great night with AC Clarke and Jim Carruth going through the roll call of shame - reading out the names of writers and their associated prison sentences. We also had various readings of 'June' a poem by Shi Tao, who has been imprisoned for the last ten years for his writing; in Chinese, English, Scots, Arabic, Somali, and Afrikaans. Between those readings we were treated to local poet Val Thornton, Palestinian poet in exile, Iyad Hayatleh, and 'Gaarriye' (Somali's number one poet (along with about fifty of his countrymen) ) with WN Herbert doing the translation honours. You may not know the words, but you can certainly pick up the passion from Iyad and Gaarriye who practically sing, or shout or laugh their way through their work. A real ear opener, and a poetry masterclass.

By: Ian Hunter On Monday, 15 December 2008 Comment Comments( 0 ) Hits Views(1602)