Living With Ghosts
I have to state that this post is about the event “Living With Ghosts” as opposed to any health implied topic. Nicola, Scooby & I trundled over to York — it was a haul as it was a strike day and the last train was phenomenally early — Scoob nearly missed the train to York and kerfuffle was avoided by being the level-headed gent that I am growing into ;)
The event in question was billed as –
“Poets Oz Hardwick and Amina Alyal explore ways in which we are haunted by ghosts of the past and ghosts of ourselves, in a reading accompanied by music. Oz and Amina have collaborated on numerous past projects, including the Saboteur-shortlisted chapbook Close as Second Skins (2015).”
Being a massive fan of both Oz and Amina’s work I was there like a shot. Well lubricated after calling into York Tap we found York Theatre Royal, the Keregan Rooms was our destination.
To be honest — I was a bit unsure about what to expect.
I got there and it turned out to be an afternoon of polite verse: Amina opened with some excellent poetry and then Oz followed being his ineffable, charming self. It was worth coming over just for the verse. A break was achieved and we reconvened for some of the best improvised, spoken-word-inspired, semi-acoustic ambient I have had the pleasure to hear for a long while.
Think Tidswell Noise Collective circa their first album — but good!
They really knew their chops. Oz & Amina were joined by a gifted guitarist who plucked arpeggios and whose fingers moved lightning quick over the six-string.
Top-notch fun. I wish them every success in the future and I hope that York Festival put them on again — including other acts who blur the boundaries, like A Tiding Of Magpies.