Last night, the world should have been at InSpire Gallery Bar taking in the wonderfully loose sounds of Sheish Money & Namedropper, who were joined on stage by a number of local poets; dropping their words in and out of the bluesy jams that Sheish & co. play so well. There was a wildness in the air last night, a sense of something urgent, that creative spark… I got up and performed a handful of my own poems and a handful of poems by one of my favourite Australian poets, Max Ryan. It was rocking! And today the rush is bound to continue as Sheish & I head back to InSpire to celebrate 10 years of SpeedPoets, or as we like to say, 10 Years On Speed!
So to slow things down a little this morning, I watched the gorgeously filmed (and scored) short, The Curve of Forgotten Things, which takes its name from the title of a Richard Brautigan poem. If the sun is not shining in your part of the world, then ths may just bring the warmth you are looking for. Deerhunter’s ambient score pulses and soars and Elle Fanning is mesmeric. The perfect Sunday morning viewing…
And for all you Brautigan lovers… here’s the poem, from which the film takes its name.
The Curve of Forgotten Things
Things slowly curve out of sight
Until they are gone. Afterwards
Only the curve
Happy Sunday to you…