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Who Needs Glossy Mags …?

I haven’t been a play in yonks so I’ve nowt to post about. Instead I’ve been reading. Problem is my new-media-dictated attention span doesn’t always help me wade my way through a novel but I’m not the type of person who gets excited by the thoughts of celebrity drivel (apart from the shocking news that Justin Bieber is back dating yer wan, like, OMG) s =o glossy magazines are you – you can imagine my reading choice conundrum.

Enter stage left: Stack independent magazine subscription service.

Exit stage right: Reading choice conundrum.

Printed Pages magazineStack is a funky magazine subscription service based in lovely London town. According to my very active imagination, they spend their days sipping fine blend coffee and browsing through a plethora of the world’s quirkiest and most interesting independent magazines. Then they decide which ones are the best and post one out to their subscribers (i.e. me, and the likes of me) once a month.

I’ve been a subscriber for over a year at this point and my house is happily playing host to wonderfully pretty and intriguing publications – my peepers have been privileged with the calmly feminine beauty of Oh Comely magazine and popped open to the world of mountain biking by The Ride. My palate has soaked up all that PORT magazine’s food edition has to waffle on about and I’m waiting to see Django Unchained before reading my copy of Little White Lies (an entire magazine devoted to Tarantino’s latest flick).

When I think about it, it works out pricey enough – €11/month with one magazine being delivered a month. However, you can specify what magazines you do and do not want to receive and I can almost guarantee it’ll be a magazine you will want to read each time, so for me, it’s money well spent. Even if the editorial content isn’t always what excites me, the design alone is something I love looking at. Independent magazines have this wonderful beauty about them – so much attention is given to defining a style and look, Juke Magazine for instance design all their own adverts, so you’ll see print adverts for big enough brands that are unique and only appear in Juke.

Anyways, this month’s delivery – Printed Pages is eyeballing me from my coffee table and promises me perfect Sunday afternoon reading fodder, so I’m going to stop gushing about it and read it.

Finally, I know what you’re thinking and the collective term for flamingos is in fact a ‘flamboyance’ of flamingos – but what you should also know is that you can subscribe for Stack Magazine ici.

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Literary Death Match Dublin

Literary Death Match is returning to Dublin this Thursday for another evening filled to the brim with up and coming literary talent, judged by some small celebs – yup they get those midget actors from The Wizard of Oz in to judge…

ANYWAYS, you can find out more about Literary Death Match here. It starts at 8.30pm in The Workman’s Club on Thursday, Nov. 3rd, and judging by my experience at the last match I definitely recommend it. Unfortunately I have a friend, who is doing a ‘thing’ at the ICAD Upstarts on Thursday night, so it’s ‘mates before literary death match dates’ I’m afraid.

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Literature Death Match @ The Workman’s Club

I have been meaning to write this post for a while, but between the jigs and the reels, or work, college and family schtuff, I’m only getting ’round to it now.

Anyways, after missing Literary Death Match in June, I made sure to attend the next installment. Held, in the Workman’s Club, the match was less of the geeky and more of the giggles and silliness.

Hosted with much clever humour and lots of aforementioned silliness, by Todd Zuniga, the death match involves three judges – Trevor Byrne, Cathy Davey and Jarleth Regan this time round, and four relatively unheard of, yet very talented, writers – Sarah Maria Griffin, Simon Ashe-Browne, Philip O’Connor and Noel Sweeney. Oddly enough the two poets of the group – Griffin and Sweeney were not pitted against each other – and were instead arranged to contend with two prose writers – Ashe-Browne and O’Connor. This arrangement was left to a bizarre method of throwing pieces of paper bearing each writers names into the audience and letting the audience shout up the names they had caught.

The battles themselves involved each writer reading/performing their work, and then handing over to the judges to decide who should go through to the final. It seems a little unfair to think that writers should be judged on their performance, but actually the judges were very careful not to put too much weight on their performance and did instead judge on their work.

The night was full of laughs and general silliness, including a battle to the death between the two finalists – Griffin and Ashe-Brown, which involved scrunched up paper and a basketball ring.

Griffin did emerge triumphant in the end, and I think that from the get-go the entire audience was behind her. Her performance was very captivating, but her poetry (and I don’t even like poetry that much) was fantastic: funny, quirky and giving great observations on the trials of love. See for yourself.

In all, I’m looking forward to the next death match, whenever that is. I giggled my way through the night and got to experience new writers with fresh material and engaging performances. Clickedy click to see when the next event is on.


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