When: 7:30pm Friday 2 July
Where: Upstairs at the Claremont Hotel, Perth (cnr Bayview Tce and Gugeri St)
Entry: $15, which includes a free copy of dotdotdash Issue 4: ‘Antimatter’
dotdotdash is celebrating the release of it’s fourth issue! The latest edition, themed Antimatter, features works from nationally acclaimed writers such as A.S. Patric, Peter Macrow and B.R. Dionysius; international artist Robert McGowan, up-and-coming local talents Bo Wong and Tessa Maloney, as well as interviews with Alisa Krasnostein, manager of the Aurealis Award-winning Twelfth Planet Press; Stephen Dedman, owner of Fantastic Planet bookstore; and K.A. Bedford, author of Time Machines Repaired While-U-Wait.
Our launch party is hosted by the amazing Tomas Ford and the night features live music from Sonpsilo Circus and Shock Octopus, plus spoken word performances from Scott-Patrick Mitchell, Vivienne Glance, Annamaria Weldon and Brisbane poet B.R. Dionysius. There will also be a special appearance from the Perth Zine Collective and Bo Ra, the dexterous seamstress who will create little furry monsters on request.
There will also be costumes! Dressing up in full Speculative Fiction garb (whether fantasy, sci-fi or horror) gets you $5 off the door price.
All spoken word performances will be recorded for potential inclusion in our upcoming sixth issue, Jukebox. Jukebox will be released with a CD of local music and spoken word in collaboration with Spaceship News. If you are interested in performing spoken word on the night, please contact editor at dotdotdash.org before Thursday 1 July.
Made of matter,
The dotdotdash crew
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[from the blog 'verbumlogos', June 30th 2010]:
Most of the mainline reviews of Robert McCrum’s Globish – of which there have been so many so fast that I am in awe of his publicity people — are missing what is fundamentally wrong with the book. Herewith one linguist’s take on this peculiar book, within which all evaluators seem to perceive a certain fuzziness, but few are catching that it is based on an outright error of reasoning and analysis – as well as an infelicitous volume of downright flubs.
McCrum starts with the well-known fact that English is now the world’s de facto universal language. Some months ago I spent a week in Papua New Guinea (long story), and found myself for the first time in a situation where English was genuinely of no use beyond hotel counters and university folk. The fact that I could have my first experience of this kind as a relatively well-travelled person of 44, and only in as distant and isolated a location as New Guinea, is graphic indication that the old days are gone. Berlitz books used to stage dialogues where Mr. Smith has to order food in German if he goes to Berlin – that’s now antique; the hotel clerk often speaks English better than Mr. Smith nowawdays. English is everywhere – or, closer to it every year.
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[from the blog 'New York Daily Photo', June 30th 2010]:
Many will extol the benefits of spending the summer in the city. They will tell you of all the wonderful events, many free, how much less crowded things are, and how tickets for events are more easily available since many New Yorkers are away. This is all true. But a long wait on a subway platform or a walk in the blistering heat amid concrete and garbage will quickly reveal why so many are away and you have the “city to yourself.”
I was really not very enthused about trekking all the way to 236 East 3rd Street between Avenue B and C in this type of heat and humidity to go to the Nuyorican Poets Cafe where Urban Word NYC was sponsoring the Regional Teen Poetry Slam. Asegment about this event had appeared that Sunday morning on TV. The host, an older white man was extremely effusive about a young person’s poetry who was part of the event. He read some of his work. I was impressed.
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[from the blog 'Me fail? I fly', June 30th 2010]:
It’s a long time since the Art-Student and I have been to a Gleebooks event. Tonight we went to a discussion of a book (pic on the left leaves off the first two letters of its name) about Kevin Rudd’s handling of the Australian branch of the Global Financial Crisis. As we arrived the A-S observed that it was a different crowd – men were wearing ties, and women were coiffed. That plus the fact that Malcolm Turnbull was chairing the discussion should have warned us to sit next to the aisle instead of right against the wall where early exit was virtually impossible.
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