Just up-river from trombone poetry HQ, over on the North bank of the Thames, are the Hermitage Community Moorings, in Wapping. For the occasion, the floating pier-house became the Hermitage Oral History Café, and hosted a poetry night. Graham Buchan regaled us with locally-inspired poetry, and trombone poetry hove to with a new flotilla of [...]
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On a stage under the wing of a giant heron mural, the Dead Space Festival filled a void in a street off Brick Lane with bands and bards. New poems such as Uncertain Underground and Contrary Motion were offered up, plus some kind of Brick Lane Tango. Sadly, this great little festival was apparently snuffed [...]
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In Richmond, it was only an unseemly dribble of muzak that had to be staunched, no-one else seeming to mind enough. The Holloway Road gig was enlivened by the hefting through the recital of giant plates of steaming chips, destined to mute the babble of a sports team conveniently parked a mere hockey stick away [...]
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Though barred from the pulpit, trombone poetry delivered unto the throng a sheaf of fresh poems and instant compositions, after basking in the radiance of the Cellestial Quartet at the Union Chapel. Daylight Music: cultural uplift. Out in the wilds of Kent, trombone poetry was welcomed back to The Naturist Foundation Jazz Festival and its [...]
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The nautical brick-a-brack of The Montague Arms rattled to a broadside of improvised brasswork. Poems of bafflement and adventure were set adrift. We can only assume that a proper Monty knees-up was had by all as the evening rolled on, as trombone poetry provided the overture but then had to vanish into the New Cross [...]
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