Last night was awesome!
As might be expected from an opening night performance of The Anthropocalypse at Victoria Fringe Festival, it may have been a little rough around some of the edges, but when aren’t we? The review might not have been all that good, but we think the description of our show as “industrial-strength, unrelenting trippiness” is just awesome. So if you like that sort of thing – unlike the Times-Colonist reporter who described it as such – look out for a time to catch it!
Speaking of unrelenting trippiness, a great debt of gratitude to the man who has been running us around parks and empty spaces in an effort to fine tune The Anthropocalypse into an even more psychedelic trip, Graham UG McDonald. He’s done more than coordinate our movement and our light – he’s improved both of us as poets and performers.
A MacRae and a McDonald, taking a break from rehearsing the end of humanity.
If you’re in Victoria, and want to support our efforts to save humanity from itself, come check out The Anthropocalypse at the Victoria Events Centre one of these dates:
Friday, August 22nd: 10:15 PM
Saturday, August 23rd: 6:30 PM
Monday, August 25th: 6:15 PM
Friday, August 29th: 6:00 PM
Saturday, August 30th: 7:45 PM
It’s happening! It’s finally happening! Today, after four and some-odd years of working at our psychedelic talk opera, 2 Dope Boys in a Cadillac will begin our first Fringe Festival experience. Tonight we’ll perform a two minute preview of our show at the opening event, after spending a few hours working on tech and rehearsing with Graham Ug McDonald, our director. Tomorrow… The Anthropocalypse begins – in Victoria.
VICTORIA FRINGE THEATRE FESTIVAL
August 21-31 @ Venue 1
The Victoria Event Centre
1415 Broad Street
August 21 @ 8:15pm (Thursday)
August 22 @ 10:15pm (Friday)
August 23 @ 6:30pm (Saturday)
August 25 @ 6:15pm (Monday)
August 29 @ 6:00pm (Friday)
August 30 @ 7:45pm (Saturday)
“Rollicking, literate, spirited, shameless, by turns profound and absurd, The Anthropocalypse will terrify and uplift you like only two swarthy barefoot poets can.” ~ Scott Cook
Poster by the endlessly talented Leia Herrera.
You know that feeling you get when you hear a story, or watch a documentary, or read an article, about some widespread systemic or deeply personal suffering; the sort of thing that leaves you feeling angry about all the fucked up things humans have proven themselves capable of doing to one another on scales variously large and small; the sort of thing that makes you want to disown or destroy whatever forces or people have caused this feeling to exist; the sort of thing that brings steam to your eyes, because you feel it, or people you are close with feel it, or because you’re a human being, meaning you’re an empathic socially organized organism, and so you have the capacity to feel the pain of other human beings deeply, regardless of shared experience or emotional intimacy. The sort of feeling that makes you grind your teeth and say, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck ________(s).”
You know… the sort of feeling you often get at a poetry slam?
“WE’RE SO FUCKING ANGRY!!!!”
Well – given the current state of things, the world should make most people feel that way.
Just don’t confuse that feeling with the feeling you get from hearing a good poem.
Caveat: this is not to suggest good poems don’t ever make you feel this way – but it’s probably not that feeling that makes them good poems.
Some years ago, when I first published a chapbook, I called it “Garbage Bunny and Other Extreme Daydreams.” My friend Jeneen Frei Njootli provided much of the inspiration for its contents with her fantastic rendition in watercolour of the “Garbage Bunny.” Now, some years later, I am putting forth the first “album” of my work, largely live recordings from Vancouver Poetry Slam. Once again, I have invoked the spirit of the Garbage Bunny, my creative guardian, to bring this work of weirdness into the world.
Also – it’s free to download until next Sunday. I know, right? Check it out!
I’ve been performing this poem for over three years, closer to four, and it’s always been one of the most fun things I get to share with any group of people anywhere. One of those pieces from which I often hear the feedback: “I don’t normally like poetry, but I liked that poem.” Probably one of the best compliments a poet in this community can get!
But until now, until Spoken Word Canada recorded my first bout with Vic Slam at Casa del Popolo in Montreal, as part of the Canadian Festival of Spoken Word, I haven’t had a live recording of the poem that reflects the version of the poem I’d like to share with people.
I’m very stoked to be able to share this, and grateful to SpoCan for such excellent documentation of an excellent festival.