Thanks to everyone who showed up, told, brought food, ate food, and/or gave me a big old hug! Bernie included!
We will announce the winner by midnight, in the meantime I wanted to at least get the podcast up. (I did my best to fix it. The sound get’s better as the recording goes on. Sorry that it’s a little soft through out your piece, Jet Eveleth.)
A heartfelt thanks to everyone who came this past Wednesday and shared at Here’s the Story. The room was an excellent mix – we had lots of visitors from out of town, a big storytelling class hailing from Tennessee, a suspicious number of Chicagoans from Ohio, and all kinds of overlapping themes. We talked about topics ranging from funerals to relationships with fathers to vaginas in a variety of, um, sticky situations. That’s right. I said it. If you were there, you knew what I was talking about.
One of the reasons we don’t give a prompt or dictate themes at our potluck is because this gives people the opportunity to observe the natural themes and coincidences that emerge organically when people trust themselves and tell what they feel most drawn to tell.
Whether it was because of his long drive in, you’re loving the sounds of piano and guitar, or the charming red faced smile when he slow rolled that second verse to his ballad, you voted him up to the tune of 427 points. Thanks! We’ve sent him the invite and he’s told us, “I can’t wait to make that six and a half hour trip again!” Thanks Chris. And thanks everyone who came out last night to support the show, you were a fantastic audience to ringleader for.
I am wicked tired and so you can expect to see the podcast and a tighter write up go live sometime after Saturday. But I wanted to make sure the announcement was made by today.
Collaboraction, is a fine company. And it came into my sphere of influence (them influencing me for the most part) by way of one Jacklyn Hosely. A wonderful girl, who managed a show for them a few years back.
I had the wonderful occasion to see 1001 last weekend and it charmed me as all their shows have.
They pull skilled people and let them play safely, they create magical spaces… anyway, I’m a fan.
The Chicago Poetry Brothel is a place ripe for stories, an event worth telling stories about. Very much the sort of thing that embodies our ethos by proclaiming: “Here’s the story.” Right here, right now, you are in it. The Chicago Poetry Brothel is about experiencing the story. As soon as you enter you are part of something bigger.
It’s held at Al Teatro 1227 West 18th St. in Pilsen. Just a shot away from Halstead where the Gallery Walk is held.
One is encouraged to dress up in Victorian, vintage, or steampunk garb. Upon arrival you’ll be introduced to the Madam and her Doctor. Either are capable of taking care of you… if being taken care of involves the gentle caress of poetry in a darkened room.
Last night’s show was absolutely fantastic. We are uncommonly blessed and lucky. Thanks to everyone. Congratulations to Jen Burns who, with her strong telling, closed the show and took the night. I hope you’ll come tell with us next month, Sept. 14th.
Janna and I are beside ourselves in appreciation. There were tons of sweet notes written on the sides of score cards. More people turned points in than ever before, and it was clear from the high scores all around that people were listening, appreciating, and truly sharing in the moment. There were funny stories, hard stories, well crafted stories, and connections made.
There is no escapting cycle.
Ther is no avoiding her.
We are all on our wedding day,
ery time,
bitten by the snake.
We will be rescued,
Almost,
And we will turn
To salt.
Remember this play, remember
The west between the Railroad and
Civilization is a place where the snakes were lost.
To those who have been supporting Here’s the Story over the last five months, thank you. Your support for our organization paid off last night in profound stories. That spirit of communication and spectacle was present and everyone at last night’s show was a participator in the back and forth, the give and take of telling and listening.
I didn’t get a chance to say it out loud, but 50 points for 5 storytellers is intentional. A couple people sought fit to give all tens and I appreciate that sentiment. Between the walk up story swappers and the featured tellers it was an incredible onslaught tour de force of A game. The show made me quake. I couldn’t be more grateful.
On the 16th I got the chance to see Messing with a Friend. I brought along with me the lovely Lynda Joy and was fortunate enough to be seated next to three lovely strangers. One from far away, (but Chicago born!) and another, Marissa with a twitter account worth following, (or at least we believe so, come on hit approve! Wohoo, New Friend!) and Brian Elles.
On May 7th the ØwO went and ran in Chicago Zero’s Journey to the end of the night. There are a ton of awesome videos detailing that event. Here is one, that Here’s the Story put together.
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