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UPTIGHT FIRST EVENT

So here it comes. One day away. Sarah Maguire and I have been talking about Uptight for months. About what we hate about poetry. And what we want to do different.

And Sarah has done a lot a lot of leg work with promoting and posting flyers all over Bristol.

Poetry is not just for poets.

That's what we wanted to create.

A non uptight space.

An open space (in all senses).

With video art, music, and poetry.

We have two stellar bands performing: Bellies and The Hysterical Injury. Queer juicy punk.

A film+poetry collaboration I did with the brilliant animator and video artist Graeme Maguire. And three terrific poets: Tim Atkins, Sarah Maguire, Marcus Slease

come to Bristol. Tomorrow. 4th July. 8 PM. At Roll for the Soul. We are trying to create something different on this little island.


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