When ‘The Big Book of Worcester Who’s Who’ is written (you never know, it might one day) I hope the authors will find it in their hearts to include the following as a lasting reminder of a small town boy who dared to dream.
“In 2007 I had a dream. A dream that would bring musicians, venues, music lovers and the general public together in a festival of love, appreciation and enjoyment of live music whilst helping those less fortunate than ourselves. This dream was a dream I dreamt and foolishly tried to make it reality. And a reality it became, born with the co-operation of like-minded people my dream was fulfilled and I could live my life knowing that I had achieved something, and I saw that it was good.”
That is what I hope they’ll print.
In reality I probably won’t get a mention or possibly, if I’m lucky, they’ll write
“Chris Bennion, nice guy, put on a few gigs, called it Worcester Music Festival and then gave up.”
I seem to be doing a lot of these things at the moment. No, not stupid puns and play on words, although this is the time of year I edit pantomime scripts so maybe puns and bad jokes are more likely to surface.
No, what I mean are Fetes, Garden Parties, Fayres. Maybe its living out in the country (well, Lower Broadheath is kind of in the country) but I’ve noticed that there seems to be a huge amount of village fayres and fetes happening and they seem to be increasingly asking for live music too. Read the rest of this entry »
I was asked recently, by a nice old lady if I could book some live music for a local event. “What’s the budget?” I asked. The woman looked at me like I’d molested her pet parrot. Confused, worried and a little shocked she said “It’s a community event.”
Still looking at me like that had answered my question she continued “It’s to raise money for the local parish. There’ll be hundreds of people there.”
“So there’s no fee?”
“I’m sure we can offer them a cream cake and as much tea and coffee they want.”
I have put on gigs in a variety of venues in Worcester. The Marrs Bar, Drummonds, Keystones, Coach and Horses, St Swithuns Church, Cap n Gown, Boston Tea Party, The Pheasant, Swan With Two Nicks, Worcester Arts Workshop, Eagle Vaults, Tudor House Museum …. (jeez, that’s a lot of venues. I’d forgotten about a lot of these until writing this list.) Read the rest of this entry »
The idea is for a collection of short one act plays to be performed back to back.
Minimal set – one table, and two chairs.
Interested in beings part of it? The show needs actors, directors, and some inovative scripts.
The set will be one table and two chairs…. and as many props and sound effects as you need.
Fancy the challenge?
Okay, you can all stop this in/out bickering now. The fact is WE WILL REMAIN part of the EU.
How do I know?
I know because we British are scared of change. No matter how green the grass seems on the other side we will always stick with the brown and muddy patch of land that we know. We don’t like things to change. We like the familiar.
Why else would we have voted for the Tory party (and a Labour Party that was strikingly blue) so many times?
We may not like things the way they are but the way things are are safe. We know what we have and we know what we don’t have.
Change is bad. We enjoy being stagnant. It gives us a sense of belonging in the world.
We will remain in Europe because we think no one really likes us and we are scared no one else will have us.
So, debate over. Let’s get on with our lives.
Disclaimer – I’ve not eaten since midday and just drank two pints of strongish cider. It could be the apples talking.
Oh, my ride is here. Time to go home.
Here’s a sentence that not many people can say. “I have a job that I enjoy.”
Yes, you heard right. I actually enjoy my job. Okay so there are days when I could quite happily walk out, catch a bus to the coast and stare into nothingness and forget about work for month, but doesn’t everyone and there are of course times that I have not enjoyed work. Things may have gone wrong or some people may have rubbed me the wrong way, but the fact remains, I do enjoy my job. Read the rest of this entry »