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North London Reading Group meet South London Rock Group

March 6, 2012 in Uncategorized

Little Machine play the NLRG Aussie Xmas Party

Books and music make brilliant bedfellows. Just think of Kate Bush twirling to ‘Wuthering Heights‘, Morrissey’s endless Wildean references and The Beatles proving there was more to them than love songs with ‘Paperback Writer‘.

South London band LiTTLe MaCHiNe continue the honourable rock-lit tradition. The three piece, made up of Chris Hardy, Walter Wray  and Steve Halliwell, lit up our recent Aussie Christmas Party with a set of famous verse given a unique blues/folk/rock treatment.

Intrigued as to how the band came into being, and how they punk up Philip Larkin and balladise Byron, I pinned down guitarist Chris after the event.

Chris, thanks for such a great performance. How was it for you?

Great fun! Thanks for having us. That was our second North London Reading Group event and we hope you’ll have us back for more. Steve was disappointed at the level of cheating during the Aussie Lit. quiz(!) … but it was great to meet bookworms on the lash.

We really appreciate playing to an audience that knows and loves the poetry as much as we do. We try to tailor our act, (or at least the banter between songs) to suit our audience. We noticed that the NLRG audience laughed openly at a simile – Larkin’s, “Bonds and gestures pushed to one side like an outdated Combine Harvester”. We were impressed, and put it down to the Australian chardonnay.

So, who are LiTTLe MaCHiNe, and how did you all meet?

Steve and Walter  have been in bands separately and together in the past, such as KING SWAMP  (who you can find on YouTube). They have made records, toured in bands and as soloists. They are both musically educated – they can read and write music and understand musical theory. Steve is a multi-instrumentalist and poet, and Walter an accomplished finger-style, acoustic guitar player. They met a few years ago in Sainsbury’s in Streatham, after losing touch for ten years.

I am a poet and a folk-blues musician. I have played in blues & rock bands, and as a solo singer song-writer. I met Steve at the Barnes Stanza, (Stanzas are poetry groups set up all over the country under the auspices of the Poetry Society). The Stanza decided to give an evening performance, at the Poetry Cafe, where members would read their poems to whoever turned up. Steve suggested that he and Walter, (already called LiTTLe MACHiNe) play the settings of poems they had worked out. I then asked if I could play some of my songs and if Steve and Walter could back me – and I join them on LM’s material. We rehearsed, did the performance, and have kept going.

Where did the idea for turning poetry to music come from?
Steve says that, on a whim he decided to learn Yeats’s ‘The Lake Isle Of Inisfree‘ and, because the metre is so insistent, it pretty naturally fell into a tune as it rattled round his head. He recorded it and asked Walter to sing it.

Wal was then inspired to create a setting for ‘Ozymandias‘ which they produced together. After that there was no stopping them. What fun to take fabulous words and find their musical equivalents! I turned up with ideas for ‘Adam Lay Y’ Bounden’, and Blake’s ‘London‘. So then there were three of us ransacking the poetic canon.

How do you agree on which poems to tackle?
We each have our own way of doing this and there is no set procedure: I for example, usually have a few chords plus a tune and then stumble on the poem… this is how our setting of ‘The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock’ began. When I brought this idea along to an LM session the other two developed it – adding chords, melody, and other parts of the arrangement we now have.

Walter turns up with highly wrought and difficult pieces fully formed and we (I) take a long time to master them, e.g. the sinister ‘Madam Life’s A Piece In Bloom’. Steve works like this too. They both find poems and then set them to music. With me it is the other way round.

How we select poems is a bit of a mystery but there is no plan or regular procedure. We know of many poems, and we have our favourite periods and authors. But it takes a long time to work out an arrangement, and longer for the group to agree on it and then learn it, so that is why our repertoire, while large enough for any performance, is nowhere near encompassing the poems available!

Is it obvious whether a poem deserves ballad or blues treatment?

Steve set Larkin’s ‘This Be The Verse‘ as a straight ahead rock and roll piece because of the poem’s period and content, and then he added ‘High Windows‘ in a ballad style, for the same reasons. Walter’s arrangement of ‘Ozymandias‘ has a sort of rolling menace that suits the poem (we think).

I have looked many times at Shakespeare’s famous lyric ‘Fear No More The Heat Of The Sun’ and suddenly realised that the regular beat of the, mainly trochaic ‘feet’, fitted the four-to-the-floor beat used in much rock music. The ‘feel’ of a driven set of chords also brings out something unexpected in what is usually thought to be a resigned, reflective piece of writing: Shakespeare also meant his poem to express anger at, and defiance of, death.

Steve believes the process is simply to keep what is right and ruthlessly discard what is wrong.

How difficult is it to get permission to turn poems to music? Has anybody refused?

You find out if the poem is still under copyright – I think anything older than 75 years old is free to use – for example Yeats’s ‘The Lake Isle Of Inisfree‘. We found though that, for example, William Carlos Williams’s poem ‘The Red Wheel Barrow‘, Dylan Thomas’s ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’, and the Larkin poems mentioned above, were all under copyright and we had to pay a fee to the author’s Estate, usually held by a publisher.

So a $20 bill got sent to New York for the Carlos Williams. Faber allowed us to set the Larkin poems, which means we can record and sell the recordings of these poems. But the Eliot Estate will not allow us to record our setting of Prufrock, they do not allow any of Eliot’s poems to be set to music they say – apart of course from Cats!

What are your musical and literary influences?

All the different types of blues players. 60’s & 70’s bands, some now almost forgotten. Folk poets – Dylan, Bert Jansch, the folk music of the Middle East and the Balkans, and Indian music too. As for poets, I will just mention some I really like: Plath, Larkin, Shakespeare, Raleigh, Shelley, Sassoon, the authors of the Greek Anthology, Eliot, Snyder, Lowell, and Carol-Ann Duffy, (she let us have performing and recording rights for her poem MEANTIME for nothing).

Steve’s influences are all sorts of poetry and about the last 80 years of popular music. If he had to pick a god from each he’d choose Emily Dickinson and Miles Davis, with Conrad’s ‘Heart of Darkness’ for prose. Maybe Shakespeare too (who he says is “not bad”.)

Walter cites his earliest influences as T.REX and David Bowie and, thanks to an inspirational A level English teacher, T.S. Eliot. He reckons ‘Earthly Powers’ by Anthony Burgess to be his favourite novel and is a big fan of Angela Carter.

What’s this about you performing the entire history of poetry in an hour?

EPIC!  is meant to be a swift review of 3000 years of the British poetic tradition, (beginning as that does in ancient Greece) in one hour. It includes about 10 of our poem-songs along with a fantastic power-point show that includes relevant images and lyrics. Besides the songs there are recitations, for example from Chaucer and Milton, and connecting commentary including a few jokes.

The idea is to perform this in Colleges and 6th Forms, (and earn some money). So far we have found that it is enjoyed by 17 and 18 year olds but also by adults who like poetry.

EPIC is still being developed and is a framework for all sorts of content. We can perform it in any venue where we can put up a screen and a projector, along with our musical equipment. We intend our next CD to contain much of what we perform in EPIC and the recording, at Steve’s home studio, is going well.

When can people see you in action next?

We are performing EPIC later this month, at Dulwich College and  finishing off the Much Wenlock Poetry Festival on April 15th. We go on after the three poet laureates, of England, Wales, and Scotland, have read, and we hope they and all the other well-known literary figures appearing at the Festival, (David Edgar, Daljit Nagra…) will be there to hear us .. and spread the word!

Listen to LiTTLe MaCHiNe at www.little-machine.com

Interview with Anna Stothard

October 8, 2011 in Uncategorized

Anna StothardWe had our best Bookstock yet in September. Everybody seemed to have their own highlights, and one of mine was Anna Stothard reading from her second novel The Pink Hotel. In the book a London girl jets to LA for her estranged mother’s funeral, swipes a suitcase full of personal items from her mother’s bedroom in said hotel, and then travels around the city to hunt down the men who knew her best.

After one celebratory whisky too many I managed to lose my signed copy somewhere between the venue and my front door. So I caught up with Anna – fresh back from the rainforests of Borneo – to secure a replacement and find out a little bit more about what inspired The Pink Hotel whilst I was at it.

Anna, so how was Bookstock?

A fantastic atmosphere. A wonderful crowd and great speakers.

Tell us about The Pink Hotel, which you read on the night. What inspired it?

Finding a pile of love letters belonging to my mother, as a teenager. Years later I moved to Los Angeles and spent my first week in a huge pink hotel on Venice Beach and thought: this would be the perfect city for a coming of age story. And I remembered my Mum’s letters and wrote the first notes for the book on the back of an envelope. The novel didn’t happen until two years after that, after I’d returned to London.

Morrissey said “I normally live in Los Angeles, if you can call it normal living.” Would you concur with that? What was it like being English in LA?

Every nationality lives in LA. I lived between Little Armenia and Thai Town, where it was “normal” to come out of my apartment on a Saturday and push through a thronging Armenian wedding procession, then trip over Thai women crouched on the sidewalk peeling oranges or lighting incense at a multi-coloured shrine outside a massage parlour. And that’s Hollywood, just not what people think of when you mention having lived in Hollywood.

Anything goes in LA – it is what you want it to be. I went to film school there and we made a lot of short films: on fake suburban streets or fake New York streets, turning “real” Korea Town pet shops into surreal fairy tale stage sets, painting sound-stage sets to look like apartments in an apocalypse. Everything’s malleable, everything’s surreal, so I certainly agree with Morrissey.

Glamour magazine called The Pink Hotel a “love/hate letter to LA” – what did you love and hate about the city?

Nathaniel West calls Hollywood a “dream-dump” and a “Sargasso of the imagination.” Isherwood describes it as a “hateful neon mirage of a city”. It’s a make believe place in so many ways: the movie shot on that junction, the actress who lived in that apartment block, the unsolved murder on that street corner, the diner where those fictional characters decided to investigate that fictional mystery.

Everyone arrives in LA to reinvent themselves – bracing themselves to become a star, keeping their screenplay under the bar in case Spielberg comes in for a beer, or they’re desperate to be an actor (practicing their alter-egos in their lunch break). It’s a story-tellers city, which is simultaneously fascinating and terrifyingly mercurial. On some days the constant fiction was what I loved about the city and on some days that seemed terrible and insincere and draining.

Same with the weather. It’s this perfect clear desert sunshine, but the perfection becomes eerie after a while. It feels like being in the eye of a storm and there are no seasons, so no sense of time passing. It’s just this timeless, fictional bubble.

The moment I realised I needed to leave Los Angeles was when there was coroner’s tape around my local liquor store my first thought wasn’t ‘I hope nobody I know has been hurt’, but ‘I wonder if I can make any good contacts from this film set?’ And then, when I realised it wasn’t a film (a convict from the half-way house down the street had cut his friend into little pieces and left some of him in a suitcase outside the liquor store) my second thought wasn’t “how terrible” but “how interesting, perhaps I can use that as a plot device some time.’ I figured it was time to go home. But, after I left, I missed LA and started to write The Pink Hotel…

You say on your website that there is a real Pink Hotel in Venice Beach. Describe it for us…

It’s a stucco-pink creature called The Cadillac at the edge of Venice Beach, an art-deco backpackers’ hotel looking out over the sea, near where the beach’s homeless population camps out at night. It has mythic dimensions, in my head. It’s where I first stayed when I moved to Los Angeles.

I actually went back for the first time six months ago and felt completely unhinged stepping inside. It was more like walking into my own imagination than revisiting a memory. I felt illogically disturbed that it really existed, like I’d conjured it: art-deco lobby, stained staircases, corridor corners with fire-escape doors thrown open wide, trance music on the staircase – it didn’t feel like I was remembering a place but like I was walking around a stage set for The Pink Hotel. I kept expecting the androgynous protagonist of The Pink Hotel to be skulking around a corner with her red cap slanted over her eyes, or the Giant taking photos of strangers.

Is there any of you in Lily, The Pink Hotel’s protagonist?

Probably. Less in Lily, the ghost-protagonist, than in the daughter, though, who I don’t give a name (a nod to Rebecca), but there might be a little bit of me in both. Friends and acquaintances tilt their head knowingly to the side after they read The Pink Hotel and say: “is that really how you see yourself?” There are similarities and connections, but that girl is not how I see myself.

Writing The Pink Hotel was more like peeling off a particular side of my personality – the most anxious and ghostly part, most adventurous and unsure and sleepless, in the case of The Pink Hotel – and then developing that sceptre into a whole new person. She walks places I walked – the Venice Beach hotel, Thai town (where I lived), the buses of LA (I didn’t drive), bars I went to, a film set I worked on – but she isn’t me.

Isabel for Isabel and Rocco was different from the girl in The Pink Hotel, but still a part of me. The character I’m writing at the moment, for my next book, is completely different again, but people will still tilt their head to the side and say: “is that really how you see yourself?” One of the great things about writing is that you don’t have to decide on a personality for your life and stick to it. You can play with all the different possibilities of all the people you might have been under different circumstances.

Your acclaimed debut, Isabel and Rocco was written before you went to university and published back in 2004. That must have been incredibly exciting…

It was, very exciting, although also slightly terrifying. I remember they showed me three different possible covers and they were all nearly exactly the same picture, of a girl taking off her top, but each picture had a different quantity of nipple showing. They asked me to choose. Because I didn’t write that book with any thought of it getting published, the publication seemed particularly odd, but it was incredibly exciting.

Is the Anna Stothard of 2011 a different writer to then?

Yes. I’m not sure in what way – more grown up, I suppose, although both novels are coming of age stories. In a way, though, aren’t most novels coming of age stories? My next novel could be described as a coming of age story, although my protagonist is now in her mid-twenties.

Was the cliche about a second novel being more difficult true for the Pink Hotel?

Isabel and Rocco was written in snatched moments, in cafes while skipping class, in school holidays. The Pink Hotel was written while trying to keep various jobs. Both novels had their difficulties, but a very enjoyable, obsessive kind of difficulty.

Which writers do you most admire?

Margaret Atwood, Truman Capote, Graham Greene, Daphne Du Maurier, Milan Kundera…

Find out more about Anna on her website at www.annastothard.com

STOP PRESS: Ross Raisin joins Bookstock!

August 22, 2011 in Uncategorized

Photograph of Ross RaisinRoss Raisin – author of God’s own Country, which has been devoured by several North London book groups and which sits at #10 in our top 100 books – will be joining us. West Yorkshire born Ross has just followed up his brilliant debut with Waterline, which The Guardian has called a “masterly portrayal of a former shipbuilder’s tragic fall.”

Joining Ross are five contrasting writers who will perform and discuss their works:

  • Anna Stothard – author of The Pink Hotel, where a London girl flies to LA to learn more about her late mother’s past
  • Graham Pears – ex chief superintendent turned crime writer behind Detective Jet – likened to a Northumbrian Morse or Rebus
  • Trilby Kent – writer of Smoke Portrait, which follows an unlikely friendship in Belgium and Ceylon in the lead up to WW2
  • Patrick Gooch – writer of Mosaic Deceptions – a thriller set in the remotest desert regions of the Middle East

We’ve also live music from LiTTLe MACHiNe – who set classic poems from the likes of Byron, Keats and Shakespeare to music.

Actor Lewis Rae (of R4’s Poetry Please and Doctor Who?) will be our compere and we’ve a great new venue in the Yorkshire Grey in Clerkenwell, which is a hop, skip and a jump from Chancery Lane tube on the Central Line.

Tickets on the door are £8 each – so order yours in advance for just £6 now. We’ll see you there!

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