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Love, Nina: Despatches from Family Life by Nina Stibbe
1.0
A recollection of privileged memories. Vapid anecdotes from the Thatcher's Britain equivalent of the 1%. I kept waiting for the molotov cocktails to destroy their front window. This book would make Anne Frank cry.
The Haçienda: How Not to Run a Club by Peter Hook
4.0
Emotive and realistic chronicle of the fall, rise, and fall again, of the most emblematic club in England. A few edition mistakes (mostly from whoever was in charge of the 'facts' in italics), but mostly easy to read. It's almost like having Hooky in your living room, telling you the story.
Badminton by Molly Naylor
4.0
Memories, moves, analyses and intrusive thoughts that come and go and come and go like a ball against a wall, against a racket, a net? Is there a net involved in badminton?
Also, Norwich.
Also, Norwich.
Some People Have Too Many Legs: the book of the script of the show by Jackie Hagan
5.0
Bisexual, bipolar, unipede. This is the script for a play that definitely needs to become a film. Like a Michel Gondry or Julie Taymor film. Or directed by Jackie herself. There are rainbow lights, a dancing unicorn, bubbles, Welsh maggots, stitches on hankies spelling out painful changes, and plenty of quotable quotes. As per request, we cannot say that Hagan is brave for living in her own body, but she certainly is brave for speaking her truth with no additives and without trying to play it "nice". Come into her disco forest grotto circus rocket and travel through decades, wine glasses and hospital beds. And if you need to iron some clothes, iron with a shoe, for Edna's sake.
The Black Flamingo by Dean Atta
5.0
The first Young Adult verse novel in Dean Atta's catalogue, feels like a warm hug to my inner child, inner teenager, inner baby queer.
We grow through over 300 pages (over three hours as an audiobook — you must listen to the poets read their work whenever you can) along Michael's journey of self-discovery within his family, his school(s) and university, and the world we share together. Through friendships, heartbreak and ignorance from the people surrounding him, and our own ignorance, as he is the sole holder of his ever-shifting truth. A fabulously proud miracle of melanin in a sea of pink.
Between the narrative verses of his story, there are poems within poems, textual conversations where the unspoken speaks volumes, user manuals for drag, performance, gender, race, origins, destinations.
Michael (and Atta) never forgets who he is and where he comes from, regardless of occassional turbulence in his flight, and always takes the opportunity to give a shout out to other black queer pioneers and trailblazers, from Beyonce and Audre Lorde to Jacob V Joyce and Chardine Taylor Stone. The latter, people I am blessed to know in person as influential figures, colleagues and friends. I have also been honoured to have taken workshops under Atta's guidance in the dearly departed Mouthy Poets collective, the Pangea Poets project, and the MAC in Birmingham. It is amazing to see him thrive and reach audiences of all ages across the world, hopefully inspiring them all to write their stories, their guides, their truth.
Waiting for the sequel, to see Michael grow through the rest of his university years, drag and poetry career, and life. What happens to his friends, to that one cutie from the London hip hop gay club, and that no-so-cute person at the end. Not going to give out any spoilers, but Michael is fierce, beautiful, handsome and brave. Leventis, as those girls at the beach say. Leventis indeed.
We grow through over 300 pages (over three hours as an audiobook — you must listen to the poets read their work whenever you can) along Michael's journey of self-discovery within his family, his school(s) and university, and the world we share together. Through friendships, heartbreak and ignorance from the people surrounding him, and our own ignorance, as he is the sole holder of his ever-shifting truth. A fabulously proud miracle of melanin in a sea of pink.
Between the narrative verses of his story, there are poems within poems, textual conversations where the unspoken speaks volumes, user manuals for drag, performance, gender, race, origins, destinations.
Michael (and Atta) never forgets who he is and where he comes from, regardless of occassional turbulence in his flight, and always takes the opportunity to give a shout out to other black queer pioneers and trailblazers, from Beyonce and Audre Lorde to Jacob V Joyce and Chardine Taylor Stone. The latter, people I am blessed to know in person as influential figures, colleagues and friends. I have also been honoured to have taken workshops under Atta's guidance in the dearly departed Mouthy Poets collective, the Pangea Poets project, and the MAC in Birmingham. It is amazing to see him thrive and reach audiences of all ages across the world, hopefully inspiring them all to write their stories, their guides, their truth.
Waiting for the sequel, to see Michael grow through the rest of his university years, drag and poetry career, and life. What happens to his friends, to that one cutie from the London hip hop gay club, and that no-so-cute person at the end. Not going to give out any spoilers, but Michael is fierce, beautiful, handsome and brave. Leventis, as those girls at the beach say. Leventis indeed.