Sunday, 4 March 2012

28th February - 2nd March at DMU 2012

'A wordless need' Hiraeth/Suadade Dance Performance

Tuesday 28th February 2012

As the performers broke into dance (which I later learnt to be called Capoeira), I was amazed by the use of their bodies as they entwined using graceful 'martial art' moves - always with eye contact, and always with a visible, natural enjoyment. Both male and female performers conveyed beautiful balance combined with heroic muscle strength to conjure a vision of graceful gymnastics before me.

As the performers sat to sing, the music that surrounded me took me to a different place. I was no longer sat in a dark studio - I was in a hot and serene setting that brought a genuine smile to my face as their voices drifted over me.

The Q&A time at the end of the performance I found equally as enjoyable. We met each performer in turn (including Angharad Harrop - formally of DMU), some with the use of a translator, but nonetheless all with equal amounts of talent and genuine love for the project they have embarked on, describing to us the intentions behind the performance. The main description that arose from this was the sense of being physically apart from somewhere or someone but having a wordless need that keeps drawing you back and that is exactly what I got from it.

Demon Crew and Proud! The Demon Crew Creative Writing Launch

Thursday 1st March 2012

The room was bustling today as excited student along with proud tutors and organisers greeted us into the Demon Crew Creative Writing Launch.

The Demon Crew Launch is a chance for DMU's own third year students to exhibit and read their own work, which today was full of inspiring ideas.

Will Buckingham (Senior Creative Writing Lecturer at DMU) introduced each writer in turn and they had two minutes to introduce their piece and offer some background if they wished.

Pieces ranged from poetry being presented on plates, clothing, bags, a deck of cards, to already successful e-books, and crime fiction to music websites. Luckily for speakers who where not so confident, their pieces did the talking for them.

Although on the whole the Launch lasted two hours my concentration and enthusiasm never faltered as the creativity of all of the pieces and the humbleness of the ones who had created it kept me listening.

If you are interested in being taken to another world with Cryffon Demon or embrace a few embarrasing Revelations you can see more at http://demoncrew.com/

'Of Mary' A short film by Adrian Lester

Thursday 1st March 2012

This short film - written and directed by Adrian Lester (alternatively Mickey from BBC One's Hustle) brought genuine tears to my eyes. A moving tale of a family having to make life changing decisions - Adrian's new venture into directing went down a storm with all who came to his Thursday night screening.

Described as a perfect "marriage of experience and talent", himself, along with the two producers of 'Of Mary', wife Lolita Chakrabarti (established writer and actress) and Rosa Maggiora (self acclaimed Theatre Designer) shared with the audience the highs and lows of working on this piece together.

When asked why Adrian had taken the leap from acting to directing he cracked a smile towards the audience and stated "One day I was combing my hair - and found  a grey one..." showing the audience how not trying everything wasn't an option for him as he delved into his range of past achievements from Hollywood to Shakespeare.

Concentrating mainly on the hidden detail associated with the short film, he compared the editing process to that of a sculptor saying you must "take away the excess until all you have left his the bare essence". He also went on to say that his biggest fear as a director was knowing that an audience "might not get it".

All three went on to share advice and future plans with the audience showing themselves to be experienced (as well as humorous) individuals which made an already amazing evening an even greater success.


Sonia Sabri - Tick Box? Which Box?

Friday 2nd March 2012

Sonia first engaged the audience by showing off her skills as an acclaimed dancer with a short video. After it had finished she asked the simple question of "What box did that tick?" vocalising in one question all of what she stands for as an individual, a dancer and a choreographer.


Growing up in an Asian family in Birmingham, her Father wanted her to complete the dream he himself did not succeed at - becoming a famous Bollywood face. This, she said, was the main influence that got her into dance. Having been rejected from a Kathak dance group and told to come back a year later, no later that her eight birthday did she stand in that hall once again. Admitting that - although appearing confident, combating shyness was a struggle, once conquered - Kathak became her life.


Wanting to break the perceptions of 'Exotic dance' as a heading covering every type of Indian dance we see, Sonia has gone as far as exploring links between Kathak and Hip-Hop, uniting dance forms and broadening scopes as she goes in her latest tour KathakBox.

Sonia's one big venture is not to abolish 'tick boxes', admitting herself that sometimes ticking the right box can open the door to new opportunities, but to merely show that dance is not something that can bit put into a certain box or category and that sometimes in life it is "safer to just choose 'other'" to save from confining yourself.




Friday, 24 February 2012

Upward facing Dog

After joining what I deem as a brilliant yet soul destroying website entitled Calorie Counter, I very quickly discovered celery and Yoga. Like many others, I would imagine - I genuinely never realised doing 'some stretching' was such hard work.

Feeling eager, I placed my mat at the front, smack-bang in the middle. When the micro-phoned woman at the front gave the first command of 'reach down and touch your toes', I was pretty horrified at the fact that myself, at the age of 21 - supposedly 'young and full of life', barely made it passed my shins. As the fear crept in that this may be an example of one of those 'it's much harder than it looks' situations, I began to regret any and all of the times I had fleetingly dismissed general exercise in exchange for ' a quick nap' or 'a nice sit down'.

As I looked around the men and women in the hall - when I should have been deep in concentration in 'Warrior One' stance (no, I don't know what it means either), I had hoped to see a few more flushed faces, instead the front row of advanced Yoga goers went from Lunge to Pyramid stance with bothersome ease. Nevertheless I continued, grateful for the fact that when caught by the instructors eye she found it necessary to remind all who were struggling (me) to 'go at our own pace'. Easy for her to say.

Despite our differences I now go to Yoga every Friday, and although my toes still lie slightly out of reach, it is my wish that exercise and I will one day be friends.

Some Harsh Truths

As a student myself I can say, hand on heart, all of this is true.


Wednesday, 22 February 2012

A Famous Face

A first draft of a short story that I was potentially going to use for my last assignment, shame for it to go to waste I say.
“Next”
I don’t know which is worse – lining up with a hundred girls all doused in Chanel no.5 or having to sit in a room fragranced by several hours of smoking Montecristo’s.
“Name?”
“Dougherty”
“ And what do you do?”
“Sorry?”
“Talents – y’know, music, singing – What do you do?
“Yes – I mean, I sing, a bit an-”
“-Great, sing me a song”
“What shou-“
“Anything, sing me the song on the radio”
A faint tune from the reception radio crept under the door. The voice was unmistakeable yet my mind blanked all necessary information from me. The man sighed checking his watch.
“Stand”
“What?”
“Stand up - take off your coat”
I watched as he re-arranged himself on the hard wooden seat. As he looked me up and down I smoothed the collar of my dress.
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen”
“Hm”
As he paused I heard the radio again. Nat King Cole.
“No”
“I’m sorry?”
“No. Look-“
“Norma”
“Look Norma, pretty face, nice figure…”
‘…Straighten up and fly right, cool down, papa, don't you blow your top…
“…More makeup and change the name”
“Name? Yes-no I have one”
“Yeah?”
“Marilyn”
“Marilyn what?”
“Monroe”
“Better. Next”

Saturday, 18 February 2012

My Pedometer reading is high! Many of my footsteps this year have been the first of many - including this - my first Blog.

Currently harrassing my Creative Writing Lecturers via Twitter (another first) and trying to organise my brain somewhat for the weekend ahead. This evening is the wonderful 'Gagging for Attention' at The Cookie Jar performing in Dave's Leicester Comedy Festival. A good watch to prepare myself for my up-coming audition this Sunday in London for Chortle Student Comedy Awards 2012. After this there's no time for a breather as I come back to Leicester and take part as one of the many up-coming commedians doing a set at Alice in the Looking Glass.

That's me as I am now - slightly un-edited and rushed, but nevertheless, here.
The Calm before the 'Comedy Storm'...

Tomorrow I have three minutes to make a crowd full of other comedians - with probably a heck load more experience than me, laugh.
So I've got 'just one question' - Columbo Style. Which of these three topics should I pick to talk about during these three minutes? Now, before I say this I would like to remind you all that this is for comedy purposes, so try and see the funny side yeah? Topic one: My idea for Dragons Den on how to catch Paedophiles, Topic two: A drunk man faced with two lesbians, and Topic three: The fact my mum shaved my head when I was 7, leading neighbours and school teachers alike to believe I had Leukaemia. I think you'll agree when I say it is definitely a tough one.