Episode 12 - Loreen Niewenhuis 08/24/2010
Click the play button to listen online or right click "Episode 12" below the player and choose "save as" to save the file to your computer or mp3 player. This week, we go all cross-genre with a longer piece by Loreen Niewenhuis. Check out her website at LoreenNiewenhuis.com. Our readers this week are John Babshaw, Alex Copeland and Amy Watkins. In the after party, Alex talks with potters Ian Jones and Gabriel Isaac. That whooshing noise you hear behind them is the raku kiln burning. You can read Ian's pottery blog and see his work here. Gabe's work is here. We've done twelve episodes since we started Red Lion Square in June. We're going to call that Volume 1, take a couple weeks off and start Volume 2 on September 7. Thanks for sticking with us as we found our stride! CommentsTue, 24 Aug 2010 03:14:49 First! Ha ha, Alex! Alex Tue, 24 Aug 2010 03:47:38 2nd!!!! Tue, 24 Aug 2010 05:32:50 Wow. Such a powerful piece, and so skillfully done. Playing with the same motif of wet-red, three different melodies gradually converge into one final chord of agony. Reading the piece in three interwoven male/female voices was brilliant. Excellent! Alex Tue, 24 Aug 2010 06:01:14 Sorry about the quiet after party. I should have elevated the volume a lot more. We were sitting around a roaring kiln so it was hard to eliminate background noise. Tue, 24 Aug 2010 06:29:48 The raw take was hilarious because we are goofy, not because the piece is funny, obviously. We're usually recording off in a room (okay, the closet) by ourselves, so recording together brought out some silliness, which I hope is invisible in the final product. Sat, 28 Aug 2010 14:08:56 I really like this poem. It had me going as to what was it with these three story archs which no way were coming together; nice touch. I was a little bothered by the crying businessman. He seemed to be of weak character, to the point of not being likable. The painter was well crafted, but 'a red stain' is not a complete ending for me. Maybe 'surrounded by a red stain', or 'in a wet red halo soaking into the earth'. I just thought he was not a stain, but retained physical substance. In any case, I think this was my favorite RLS poem of the series. Thank you Loreen. Leave a Reply |

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