Sunday, 20 January 2008

Monkey & a Miniature Thimble

I saw 1408 today - typical, average 'horror' fodder. Not the best. I do still carry a pocket torch for John Cusack though so it was worth it to see him in a Zebra-print shirt. The most recent and exciting thing to happen to Sundown was our marathon gig, our: SUNDOWN-A-THON.
The plan was to play as many venues as we could without stopping over a route of Essex, finishing in Southend-on-sea. It was such fun and a very positive day as it resulted in a massive surge of faith in humand kindness (discounting Maldon where kindness got eaten by a very big duck). No, no, I shouldn't be negative about Maldon, it was a great place to visit as a child but not the best place to visit when partaking in a Sundown-a-thon although if anyone can prove me wrong then please do. We raised about £90 and the money will go towards publicity materials, advertising, booking acts and much more so we are eternally grateful to the warm-hearted people of Essex.
Me, Chesney and Raymond had a meeting in Norwich with Luke Wright and Laura Stimson - of New Writing Live (google it) and two other producers of similar events to Sundown. Pint of Poetry in Peterborough and The Monday Night Alternative at the Norwich Arts Centre. All three of us are going to be working together on a project called The Poetry Link, where we put together a few first class spoken word acts then get them to perform at each of our nights consecutively. How exciting. This will be happening in April, May and June but I am going to keep it all as a surprise as to who we picked!
I had a panic attack halfway through the meeting, partly because it was a very hot, stuffy room and partly because I'm on a detox diet at the moment but anyway - a lovely woman gave me a Jordan Strawberry Fruit Bar and it sorted me out right good.
So yeah, the detox diet, it's for my health as I've been suffering with bad bowel pain for sometime so decided to see a homeopath. I have to go without - wheat, yeast, sugar, soya, fruit, leafy veg, full fat dairy products, alcohol - for three whole months. I have discovered that oat cakes taste like cardboard, that sugar makes my tea most certainly taste better, that green beans wear thin and I should also confess that double deckers have become a bit of an addiction.
Our 'How Many Roads?' arts council funded project looms with less than a week to go, I think we've pretty much got it planned and sorted but, as I've learnt from doing this for 4 years, there is always something that can show its face on the night to test you. I just hope it all goes well and the artists and audience come out of it feeling glad of the experience.
Raymond, myself and poet Rhian Edwards have an appearance on Resonance FM this coming tuesday, 22nd, that'll be interesting as I love Resonance FM. Jonny Trunk also has a show on Resonance FM you ought to know.
Me, Chris, Doozer, Ray and honourary Sundown-er Kathleen all did a podcast today round Malcolm's. It was really fun, I played my penny whistle (not a euphamism) but we got served stale biscuits. Watching my friends eat two hefty salad filled rolls was detox HELL an' all.
Oscar and BAFTA talk is in throw, the film geek in me both loves this and loathes this. The lady who played Edith Piaf HAS to get some sort of award doesn't she? That was a brilliant performance. I loved No Country For Old Men but am still confused by it, what an eerie atmosphere it provoked in the cinema though.
Am currently watching Melvyn Bragg interview Tim Burton on the South Bank Show as they go hair-to-hair in a hair-off (very akin to a face-off but hairier). I read Tim Burton's film diaries years ago and could totally identify with his thoughts and take on things. He's brilliant. Am gagging to see Sweeney Todd, I've been a bit disappointed with Tim's last few films so I hope Sweeney restores my faith.
Tomorrow I am going to be helping Stuart put together our 'Making of' DVD that will be free on the night of How Many Roads? with our £2.00 booklet. It's fascinating to think that in a week, our project will be over. Caputt. Done.

But I can tell you. It won't be our last.

Chief x