Storm in a Polystyrene Teacup
In response to widespread
enquiries I have attached the curious story of Stefanie and I being
thrown out of the Woodford Folk Festival in the good old boy Australian
state of Queensland at the end of 2008 for unrestrained POETIC use
of that universal magick word affectionately known as FUCK.
Apparently it is
OK that people of all persuasions use FUCK in all walks of life
EXCEPT in a poetic, humorous or imaginative literary performance.
Such is life in the
deep north of the sixth most retrograde, over regulated and childishly
obedient nation in the world.
If you imagine that,
in Australia, at an apparently alternative folk festival, the festival
organisers might have some idea of the popularity and breadth of
modern performance poetry and its use of multi media in 2008.
Given that I was
partly responsible (see Machine Poets with William Burroughs) for
the pioneering of multi media poetry performance in Paris and London
ICA in 1962 and in fact represented Australia with the same show
at the Paris Biennale of 1967, my treatment by Woodford Festival
poetry organiser Shirley Friend seems just a trifle over the top.
But then, as you
see here, they wouldn't want to know about all that. They only seem
to know about BUSH poetry and maybe also a little bit of SLAM poetry
might be allowed....
So welcome to modern
Queensland alternative culture my friends.
But dont you worry
about that. There are plenty of pumpkin scones!
Love and pataphysical