Small, intimate – yet with quite a lot of seating.
Cute bar.
Great acoustics.
(a little warm – but hey it’s winter soon… please tell me winter is happening this year)
It was the first night of Barefaced since the Blue Room season ended and we were all pretty hyped up.
Would anyone come?
What would the venue be like?
Would our stories be any good?
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No notes remember.
And how would the “out of the hat” idea work?
Well it was a great success IMHO.
First, the venue was packed, and thanks to those of you who came along to support me, and the other story tellers of course.
The venue was great.
Our stories were good – and I remembered (most of) mine.
And the out of the hat idea where two wildcard storytellers were drawn out on the night to tell their stories worked too.
Highlights – Shirley’s reaction when she wins the blue ribbon, Andrea’s Chooky Fowler (OMG hilarious!), Alison telling how she wagged school and was sent to hospital was classic and George’s trekking tale brought back some memories – I related!
The next session is last Tuesday of April – which is the day after Easter – and the theme is Heroes and Villains.
If you want to have a go – go to the website – and come along to our workshopping sessions – the more the merrier!
Don’t get too excited – the clothes are staying on.
Artwork by Matt Cipov
What am I saying?
Get excited!
This is stage two of the story-telling project I’m involved in.
You remember part 1 don’t you?
Barefaced Stories.
Part 1 was me doing the course and then telling my nude beach story at the Blue Room in February.
There is a lot more detail in the story that was told on the night and you can listen to that below.
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Did you have a listen?
Well that gives you a good idea of what we are doing – true stories told in front of an audience without any notes.
Not quite as racy but I hope will be entertaining.
After my first experience I’ve been dying to have another go.
It was so exhilarating!
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Or just come along tonight and enjoy the party.
It’s all happening at The Bird, a tiny little pub on William St, Northbridge, just opposite the new State Theatre Centre.
And come up and say hi!
Here’s the official blurb:
Perth’s newest underground storytelling night.
Barefaced Stories recently featured as part of The Blue Room Theatre’s Summer Nights and is moving to The Bird in Northbridge.
This exciting new regular storytelling series features trained solo raconteurs, from comedians to prowrestlers, who will take the stage with nothing but their true life tales – some humourous, some sad, and some downright perverse.
Join Barefaced for an entertaining night of intimatedisclosures and heartfelt anecdotes.
“Storytelling has exploded into a thriving genre all itsown.” – New York Times
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Wishing: that someone else could do the grocery shopping for me
Laughing: at my last score on National Flag Quiz… how embarrassment
Avoiding: doing the shopping but wait… there will be air conditioning at the shopping centre!
Enjoying: our newly cleaned pool – thanks Groover!
Eight sessions and at the end we will have a polished story.
Each session we have homework.
The first assignment – “do something outside your comfort zone”.
This required some deep thought.
Then I remembered the time Groover and I – in our 20s when we had hot (ish) bods – stripped off and drove naked down West Coast Highway – at least until the adreniline wore off and we thought about all the what ifs… what if we broke down? What if we get pulled over by a cop? And we quickly scuttled back home.
So I thought okay, let’s up the ante and go for a swim at Perth’s favourite nude beach – luckily not far away – Swanborne – public nudity.
First question… what does one wear to Swanborne because clearly you can’t rock up nude – does one wear bathers?
I decided to wear my bikini, as it seemed appropriate, and with towel and sunblock in hand casually strolled down the beach.
OMG! There are naked people there!!
First thing I saw from a distance was the silhouette of a man and let me tell you he was hung.
Second question… where do I sit?
I don’t want to sit too close to anyone else but I do want to get the Swanborne experience so I don’t want to sit completely on my own and I don’t want to sit up by the dunes as I figure the creepy guys hang out there perving, so I plonk my stuff down in the middle and undress.
Well that feels a bit weird and as I slide my bikini bottoms off I’m thinking some trimming might have been in order but it’s too late now.
Lying on the beach I’m conscious of what everyone is doing.
People are moving between groups chatting, there’s a very tanned girl to my right doing a job interview on her iPhone, and there are people – clothed people – walking by all the time.
But I can’t lie on the beach forever – for one thing I can’t stay out in the sun too long and for another – well a swim is part of the challenge.
So choosing my moment I stand up and walk into the surf.
The water is cool, the surf a bit dumpy but this is no time to get into the water gingerly.
Before long I am enjoying my swim and getting chatted up by a tanned fellow in his mid forties who turns out to be the pilot of our flight home last Sunday – I kid you not.
Anyway I go back to my towel and air dry.
I notice that I’m possibly one of the younger women on the beach – hard to tell as all the women have VERY dark tans – and also, I’m not that uncomfortable.
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One guy I swear has more metalwork “down there” than the Bunnings tool section.
Another guy has tats all over his body – except “down there” and frankly who can blame him.
There are men of all sizes – and that’s when I realise that actually there are way more men than women.
Why did that surprise me?
I get dressed and get up to go and as I’m leaving the pilot starts chatting to me.
Now that feels a bit weird… chatting to a completely naked man while fully dressed on the beach.
Anyway we chat for a bit and I’m thinking well this will make a great addition to my story when…
Groover walks by!
OMG and I’m chatting to a naked man!
Anyway it takes me a while to catch up with the groovy one because by the time I noticed him he was about 20 metres away and the wind is whipping away my voice and hey, I’m not that fit so running in sand isn’t very fast but eventually I catch up with him and we walk back and I tell him about my experience and he remembers the pilot’s name and I suggest that he might like to go in for a quick dip.
He (surprisingly) agrees and we have a little swim and then start to get dressed.
Do you want to meet the pilot I ask?
The pilot is now under his umbrella – still nuded up of course – but Groover says no.
I guess meeting a naked man on the beach is outside his comfort zone.
So this is the story I tell at my storytelling class and it goes down quite well.
The next day I decide to go back to the beach – because it was fun, there was quite a nice community feel to it and I was still on a high from the day before but it’s different.
For one thing it is much windier so there are fewer people and there are only two other women.
That friendly community atmosphere has blown away with the wind and what is left feels somewhat seedy.
The pilot is there and comes over to chat but it all feels a bit wrong.
I go home after about 20 minutes and shower.
If I go back – I won’t go alone.
Besides – I had my next assignment to do – ” to stray from my routine”.
